His Kingdom in You, Abounds

The Lord asked, "Why are you crying?"I said, "I do

not know." He took my hand in His, and together we did go.

We walked into a meadow, with flowers everywhere,
and He asked, "What do you see?" I said, "Such colors,

everywhere." We continued on our way,
and stood so very near, a stream of crystal waters,
and He asked "What do you hear?"

I listened very closely, and not before too long,
I heard a gentle melody. I heard the water's song.

He took my hand in His, and led me down a path, until we
came upon a clearing, with children playing in the grass.

He asked, "What do you see?"and I watched the children

 play.I said, "They are happy and full of joy,
on this beautiful, sunny day."

The Lord smiled down at me, and took me by the hand.
He led me to a street, where I saw a homeless man.

He asked, "What do you feel?" and I thought I saw

a tear,run down the Lord's gentle face,as the stranger sat in fear.

I said, "I see a man, whohas no place to live. He's
hungry and he's scared. That's no way to live."

And again, He took my hand, and He led me to my home,
where He'd found me from the start,when I was crying all alone.

He asked, "Why were you crying?" And I didn't know what

to say.For He'd shown me beauty and life, that I'd been blind

to on that day. He'd also shown me pain, of the man who had

no home. I thought my tears were selfish,
as I stood in my warm home.

I got down on my knees, and again, began to cry. Once

again the Lord spoke, as He gently asked me "Why?" I said, "Dear

Lord, forgive me. I didn't see the blessings you gave.
The wonderful things in my life,are from You, and I feel

ashamed." Again, he took my hand, and I rose up off the

ground. He touched my face and said,
"The Kingdom, in you, abounds."

And then, He disappeared,although I know he was still

there. As I thought about his words, it all became so clear.

My eyes were dry and clear,my heart was bursting with

love. I heard a noise above me-the flutter of a dove.

I gathered food and clothes,and wandered down the path,
that I'd walked down with the Lord,
until I reached my place, at last.

The man looked up at me, with eyes full of fear and shame.
I handed him food and clothes, and he asked, "What is your

 name?" I took his hand in mine, as he sat upon the ground,
and I said, "It doesn't matter-
His Kingdom in you, abounds."
Author: Ellen M. DuBois

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