Engulfed in His Arms

A Variety in Prose

Engulfed in His Arms

"Engulfed in His Arms"
Ron Kinard (c) 2002

the street is close by

only inches away from opportunity

opportunity lies under shelter

away from the elements

security, if only for a night

a meal, a shower, a kind word

offering yourself to the Lord

its all you have left

lost dignity redeems itself

as you struggle through another day

managing to get up, focusing enough to make it to meditation

opening in prayer, closing with thanks

trying to find reason to survive through the day

trying to find meaning in surviving another day

trying to find the means to survive another day

then you realize, it was meant to be

being what you are, where you are

while you are there, managing to make the best of it

thanking God for His Outreach

appreciating the opportunity to spend a night of shelter

engulfed in His arms

even in the worst of times the Lord is there...


				*A Variety in Prose* *Engulfed in His Arms*



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		"Engulfed in His Arms" Ron Kinard (c) 2002 the street is close by only inches away from opportunity opportunity lies under shelter away from the elements security, if only for a night a meal, a shower, a kind word offering yourself to the Lord its all you have left lost dignity redeems itself as you struggle through another day managing to get up, focusing enough to make it to meditation opening in prayer, closing with thanks trying to find reason to survive through the day trying to find meaning in surviving another day trying to find the means to survive another day then you realize, it was meant to be being what you are, where you are while you are there, managing to make the best of it thanking God for His Outreach appreciating the opportunity to spend a night of shelter engulfed in His arms



		even in the worst of times the Lord is there...