Portraits of People
By Karen Sue Hale
The boy was so
controlled by demons
That he threw
himself in the fire.
His father came
and begged the Master
To save his
precious boy’s life.
Jesus didn’t
say, “Clean him up
and bring him
into the church.”
Instead He cast
those demons out
And touched him
right there in the dirt
Portraits of
people for whom Jesus cared.
He’s called us
to follow Him
and His
compassion share.
The woman had
been bleeding
For twelve
terrible years.
She touched the
hem of His garment
As her hope
conquered her fears.
Jesus didn’t
rebuke her for touching Him
Although she was
unclean.
Instead He said,
“Your faith has healed you,
Daughter, you
may go in peace.”
Portraits of
people for whom Jesus cared.
He’s called us
to follow Him
and His
compassion share.
He was just the
servant
Of the man who’d
have Christ killed;
But when Peter
tried to defend our Lord,
It was the
slave’s blood he spilled.
Jesus did not
say to him,
“You got what
you deserved.”
Instead He put
that ear back on
Healing every
vessel and nerve.
Portraits of
people for whom Jesus cared.
He’s called us
to follow Him
and His
compassion share.
Perhaps he may
be dirty
Or maybe she has
AIDS.
Someone whose
been in prison
Or a homeless
renegade.
How would Jesus
touch them
If He were here
today?
In my heart, I
can’t believe
He’d turn and
walk away.
Portraits of
people for whom Jesus cares.
He’s called us
to follow Him
and His compassion
share.
He’s called us
to follow Him
And
His compassion share.
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