GATHER UNDER HER WING
Where do you think we can feel Him gather us
As a hen gathers all her chickens under her wing?
I stopped and pondered this question and it came to me,
It does not matter where, this great blessing to bring,
But what we are thinking and doing that counts,
Then His great strength and warmth we will feel,
For it is through our efforts and service to others
That we ourselves can begin, through Him, begin to heal.
He is waiting, His arms out stretched, offering
His eternal strength, His great comfort and love,
Having shown us the way to follow His steps
On the pathway that leads to Him and heaven above.
There He stands waiting with tears in His eyes,
Does He weep in vain as we go along the wrong way?
He wept in Jerusalem wanting to gather all to Him,
Lord, the tears there now I hope are not for me I pray.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 25 March 2004