"Give Me Your Eyes"

By Brandon Heath

Looked down from a broken sky,

Traced out by the city lights.

My world from a mile high,

Best seat in the house tonight.

Touched down on the cold black tile,

Hold on for the sudden stop.

Breath in the familiar shock

Of confusion and chaos.

All those people going somewhere?

Why have I never cared?

Chorus: Give me your eyes for just one second,

Give me your eyes so I can see

Everything that I keep missing

Give me your love for humanity.

Give me your arms for the broken hearted,

The ones that are far beyond my reach.

Give me your heart for the once forgotten

Give my your eyes so I can see.

yeah yeah

yeah yeah

Step out on a busy street,

See a girl and our eyes meet.

Does her best to smile at me,

To hide whats underneath.

There's a man just to her right,

Black suit and a bright red tie

Too ashamed to tell his wife

He's out of work,

He's buying time.

All those people going somewhere?

Why have I never cared?

Chorus: Give me your eyes for just one second,

Give me your eyes so I can see

Everything that I keep missing.

Give me your love for humanity.

Give me your arms for the broken hearted,

The ones that are far beyond my reach.

Give me your heart for the once forgotten,

Give me your eyes so I can see.

yeah yeah

yeah yeah

I've Been there a million times

A couple of million eyes

just move and pass me by

I swear I never thought that I was wrong

Well I want a second glance

So give me a second chance

To see the way you see the people all alone

Chorus: Give me your eyes for just one second,

Give me your eyes so I can see,

Everything that I keep missing,

Give me your love for humanity.

Give me your arms for the brokenhearted,

the ones that are far beyond my reach,

Give me your eyes for the once forgotten,

Give me your eyes so I can see.

yeah yeah

yeah yeah

Water of Life

Last summer, my family and I went to visit my grandparents in PA. While we were there, we decided to visit a local event that was presented by Wycliffe Bible Translators and JAARS. There were food stands, book stands, and speakers. One of the speakers was the son of Nate Saint, the missionary pilot who was killed by the Waodani tribe in Ecuador. Steve Saint explained how, through his father's death, the Bibleless and unreached Waodani tribe was brought to Christ. This story emphasized the mission of Wycliffe Bible Translators, who seek to provide various people groups with the Bible in their own language.

While walking among the various tables at the event, my mom and I found one booth where you could fill out a card and commit to regularly praying for a specific Bibleless people group. I chose to pray for the Ukhwejo people of the Central African Republic. Although I have prayed for these people pretty regularly, I am ashamed to say that I really haven't taken the time to find out much about them. I have free literature which Wycliffe provided for me, but I just haven't "felt like" reading that literature too thoroughly.

This morning, I was sitting at a desk having my QT (I answer the phone for the college where my dad works, and since the phone doesn't ring that often, I have plenty of time to read, etc.). I decided to check my inbox and found an e-mail from Wycliffe, encouraging me to pray for those countries who don't have God's Word in their own language. I ended up surfing their website for a while, and in doing so, I realized, "Wow! I have a Bible in my language!" It struck me just how tragic it is that millions and millions of people all around the world can't sit down every morning and have their "QT"! As I stared down at Matthew 27 this morning, I was saddened, thinking how those millions can't read this amazingly life-changing "water of life" that, when taken to heart, provides hope and reason for living. Even though they may have heard the gospel, they don't have an easily accessible version to read for themselves. It is true that God knows no language barrier; PTL, He can reach anyone through any means! And yet, what an amazing blessing it would be if the whole world could read the very words of God on a regular basis!

While at the Wycliffe/JAARS festival, we saw this chart:

Those are all the countries and people groups that DON'T have God's Word in their language! Wow!

Isn't this a powerful reminder that we should never take God's Word for granted? And yet so many times, I know I do! I have, like, 15 Bibles at home, and too many times I "don't have time" or "I just don't feel like" reading them.

This is also a challenge to me to start praying more meaningfully for the Ukhwejo...and for the others who are "unreached."

If you would like to find out more about Wycliffe and JAARS, click on the links above.

My Dad's Trip to New Orleans

This past month, my Dad led a group of college students on a trip to New Orleans. They were helping EFCA Relief Services in the Katrina clean-up project. Below are some pics from his trip.

Dad got to try his first crawfish!! Here, he is sucking the juice out of the crawfish's head...yummm!!

This is one of the HUNDREDS of abandoned/condemned houses.

If you look toward the back of this house's driveway, you'll see a plane! It randomly floated into this person's back yard, and has been sitting there for two and a half years!!

Condemned low-income housing projects...

One of the team's projects was to remove a roof that had collapsed onto a neighboring house during the flood.

This is part of the team and the family whose house they worked on during the week. This family's house had been blown off of its foundation during Katrina.

Cleaning up after a hard day's work.

The team slept at Trinity Church in Covington, LA.

Another destroyed home.

Dad putting siding on a house...

Another condemned house that the team had to clear out.

The Mississippi River


Beignet pastry from the Cafe Du Monde.

Trinity Church is known as "the church of the stained carpet," because literally hundreds of people from all over the country stay at the facility every week. These people work in teams to help the people effected by Katrina. There is a lot of work left to do...for more info on Trinity and on the Katrina project, check out the links above.

SEEK HIS FACE WITH ME!
LOVE~BRIANNA