Come By Here

 I follow Amanda's blog and she recently returned from a trip with Compassion International to Guatemala City. I would encourage you to read her posts about the trip.

Central and South America are both close to my heart because I have been afforded the opportunity to see the lives of the people up close in the two regions. I will tell you that there is nothing like walking along dirt roads and seeing people living among the trash that others throw out. When I lived in Reynosa, Mexico briefly, we visited a community that was in the dump, literally. As I walked through the most extreme poverty that I had ever witnessed, I felt the urgency to do something. And then I met a woman who was weeping under a shade tree. I tried my best to make out what she was saying. From what I could gather, she had lost a baby. I waited for someone who could fluently speak Spanish to help me discover what this woman's story was. As I stood, I could barely breathe. This woman described seeing her child eaten by a wild boar who was roaming throughout the trash of this city dump. She had set him under this large shade tree that we were now standing under. Horrifying. I wanted to do something! Bring this lady home with me to the United States. God, please do something. How can people live like this? But you know what I realized throughout my time there? That the U.S. also has a HUGE sense of poverty...no, not financial. But spiritual poverty. A poverty that most are largely unaware even exists.

Shaun Groves also was on the journey through Guatemala City with Compassion. He wrote a song, really a heart's cry, while he was there. PLEASE go here and read his post about the trip and also watch the video of the song that he wrote while there.

Here are the lyrics:

VERSE:
The orphans shout for a loving father
And the whores reach out for a faithful lover
We’re all singing now
God, will you come by here?

The widows need life to raise their dead and
All the beggars plead for their daily bread – Oh
We’re all singing please
God, will you come by here?

Come, we have nothing else God
And having You we want for nothing

CHORUS

Come, come and meet us here
Come and touch our tears
And we will weep no more
Come, come and meet our pain
Come and lift our lame
And we will limp no more
Come and we will want no more

VERSE 2:
The doubters pray for your signs and wonders
All the cynics say You’ll let us go under
We’re here to stay
God, will you come by here?

Come, we have nothing else God
And having You we want for nothing

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
No death, life
No angels or demons
No depth, height
Can come in between us
And Your love
Your love
Your love, Love

CHORUS

Come by, come by here!