Take Heed

I see you.

Three words like a soul earthquake,

Making rubble of lies grounded in cement:

God isn’t listening,

Get over your problems,

You are forgotten,

One of the masses,

Nothing special.

I organized a 72 student class into a neat row,

For Cheri and Barb to photograph.

one

by

one.

Why are we doing this?

I thought,

A trickle of sweat traversing my face.

We are taking away from the school day

To take over 500 individual photos.

Then I saw,

I heard.

“Hello Scovia!  Oh, look at you.  You are beautiful.  Smile, sweetie!”

Cheri clicked a shot.

“Joseph.  You are a child of God and he loves you so much.”

Barb captured his proud smile.

one

by

one

child

by

child

Each photo, each interaction, spoke loudly:

I see you.

You – you have a name, a purpose, a unique life,

And I am taking this moment ,

just

for

you.

I lifted a Baby Class child up on the high step,

Turned his name card so Cheri could see,

And call him by name.

“Isaya.  Hello!  This is going to be a great picture of you.”

His gorgeous, dark face,

Smudged with dust,

And runny nose remains,

Lit like a birthday cake

Glowing with celebration.

The light of one who knows he is seen.

child

after

child,

one

by

one.

Just so God could tell hearts this truth:

I see you,         I see you,                I see you.

You matter,

I hear you,

You are not forgotten.

God took me to a village

Tucked away from electricity

Hidden from notice,

In the dusty heat

Of a school courtyard

To show me how good His eyesight is.

He has not overlooked one single child.

Every heart, every life has a name,

a plan,

a    purpose,

a            love.

Every.

One.

Do you have a heart to help?  To see more deeply into these one of a kind lives?  Click here and learn more at HEED.