Take me to the city

There's so much light here.  

The darkness is so thick there.

There's so much ease here.

There's so much suffering there. 

There's so much food here. 

There's so much hunger there.

There's so much love here.  

There's so much hate there.

There's so much peace here.

 There's so much turmoil there.

There's so many smiles here. 

There's so many tears there.

There's so much life here.     

There's so much death there.

Who will go?  I must go. 

Before I slip into careless Christianity once more.

I long to bear my cross for you, Lord Jesus.

Here am I.  Send me.

Ken

(written on a pork producers record sheet in 1991 in Funk's barn when I was trying to finish Bible College but had to work for a year to support Michelle and I.  Was really longing to do ministry!  Be careful what you wish and pray for...)