stories.

Did not catch her name
Did not catch her tears
It hit me like a train
When her story hit my ears
Mother of eight sons
Father off to war
Got no home address
Just bricks on a dirt floor
Jesus is all I need


Tiny plot of land
Corn stored up in piles
Years it doesn't rain
They just stay hungry for awhile
No fattened calf to kill
She made a feast of cuy and corn
She said "who else knew my name before the day I was born?
Jesus is all I need
Jesus is all I need"


She bragged about her boys
How they're growing into men
How they learned to praise the Lord
Old style, Equadorian
To buy a new guitar
They had to sell the swine
Said, "my boys go to school on a foreign angel's dime
This world calls me poor
Although my name is on this floor
He always provides
Sure as the sun will rise
So I'll sing him songs of praise
'Cause I know he'll keep me in his gaze."


Rain poured from the sky
We raced back to the van
There were tears in the eyes
Of this poor, forgetful man
Mother of eight sons
She knows the peace of God
Lord, help me learn to lean
On thy staff and thy rod
Jesus is all I need
Jesus is all I need


All I Need by Cademon's Call


i love cademon's call. they have always been awesome. but lately, i have fallen in love with their music. they have such a desire to see the world come to know Christ. its laced throughout their lyrics.

i hope to one day, be an awesome storyteller of the impoverished people of this world. i hope to not only see them come to Jesus, but to share their story with anyone who will listen.

i think its good to share the stories of those that are seemingly less fortunate. it will for sure minister to your heart, but also i think people need to hear about miracles. in america, visible miracles are few and far between to most people. how can someone not believe in Jesus, when they hear the story of someone who has less than they do, but is so so rich?

who's story have you told?