Imagine walking on the clouds, and staring at the world below. Look at all those people, so many I don't know.
Imagine storing the ocean away, with nothing to separate me and you. Would I finally reach out my hand, and hold on to someone new?
Imagine a world of faceless people, no way to distinguish one from the other. A world of openness and honesty, whether a brother, sister, faither, mother.
Imagine building a bridge, connecting my world to yours. Would I finally raise my arm and knock on one of those doors?
Imagine a place without judgement, where we welcome strangers into our homes. Where what's mine is yours, and streets where no homeless person roams.
Imagine looking at a face with love, without worry, doubt or fear. Knowing that everyone has a story, if we would just stop to hear.
Imagine seeing the world through God's eyes, our hearts breaking from its pain. Our souls yearning for the lost to be found, and for thirsty hearts to find rain.
My God loves our hurting and broken world. He is calling you to draw near. He takes us just as we are, all our imperfection, pain and fear.
My God loves you.