I saw a needy brother
Who wept for lack of bread
To give his wife and children.
I saw and I felt led …
I had a few possessions,
Enough to live upon;
To part with some of these, I thought,
Would help them to live on.
And I remembered Him who gave
His all that I might live:
I gave my brother what I had
And told him, “Do not grieve.”
©Dennis M. Cortes 2022

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