This little boy is under a tarp, his shelter for the night. I have spent a couple of hours sketching and watching Faith Like Potatoes. It is amazing to me, as I pray throughout my drawing time, how I feel God's presence. What should I emphasize, Lord. The eyes. Windows of the soul. The little boy has eyes of longing for something more, yet they are almost hollow. Is there a rescue? Is there hope of a rescue?I don't know if it is done yet, but I need rest for now.....remembering many little boys and girls will not rest well tonight. Your kingdom come, Lord, in the dark places, under the tarps, on earth as it is in heaven. We need your healing and redemption.
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