"See and Feel Like a Missionary" - Brady Bobbink; Matt. 9:35-38, Col. 3:12

Moved with compassion,
He healed and called,
saying, "Come."
Gaunt faces
and empty hands
lifted and multiplied,
baking in the dusty sun.
A horde of the hungry
flooded the streets,
sweat rivulets prickled
and steamed,
the stench of a river
of packed humanity
overwhelming.
Yet Jesus smiled
at the ripe harvest,
hearts riven by fear
and harassement,
and likened them 
to lost sheep.
He saw through
the calloused exteriors
and felt their wounds;
saw through their eyes;
was moved by compassion
to action.

Pull on the garment of compassion,
put off revulsion
and apathy.
Dress in empathy
and pray for harvesters -
compassionate reapers
with tender tools.
Ask.
      Come.
                   Go.