Jordan Mentz

The poor will always be among us
So many times we ignore them because we see them as different
The needy people who don’t have the money we’re used to,
We want to avoid eye contact at every cost

I want to live for the poor
Give to the needy, who are hungry and thirsty for something more
I want to reach out and touch the poverty stricken,
I want to touch them with the hands of love

Speaking the Gospel sometimes seems so cliche’
but so many times we turn the other way
I don’t understand why God has chosen us to bless them
All we need to do is show them the love of Jesus

So many times, our health seems to be an obstacle instead of being thankful
We are glad we aren’t like them, and will do anything to keep it that way
But God wants to work in the city, and wants us to help them see
Who He is, and how they too can be free.

You told me that you wanted me to love the poor
So I asked you how can I love them because they aren’t like me
Has there been any other excuse for the ages
Then you told me to me to love my enemies
I wanted to believe you and apply what you say
But it seemed too tall a task, and I turned the other way
How is this supposed to look in my life
You told me that there were so many things the world doesn’t bother to apply
People living and people dying, and in the midst there is all this lying
Haven’t wanted to accept your words of forgiveness, when you offered me your life
You told me that my grace is sufficient for you, and you should turn and do the same.
I saw someone who was hurting, and turned and walked away
Only to discover the person that was in pain was driving me insane
The person on in the inside, turned out to be an image of myself
Struggling to find you, and desperate for the truth
Hungry and trying to figure out what was going on
In my confused and shattered world, only to find you were the only one who mattered
I had been away for so long, that I seemed to lost the desire to look for you,
but as I was away, I realized that God didn’t stop looking for me and wouldn’t stop til He found me
He never pushes his way into anyone’s way of life, but patiently waits as He gently summons me to come.