Beggars at the gate take their chances.
And decide, whether it means food or death, they’ll surrender.
They’re going to die anyway in the midst of siege and growing scarcity.
So they head to the enemy’s camp.

Beggars at the gate take their chances.
And decide, whether it means food or death, they’ll surrender.
They’re going to die anyway in the midst of siege and growing scarcity.
So they head to the enemy’s camp.

“Christ the Lord is risen today! Alleluia!”
Our hope sings through warring-world brokenness. Where pain and fears are on the rise.
Destruction and devastating loss keep trying to write the story.
Evil roars. Seeking to hold captive peoples and nations.

The gospel. Never failing to amaze and confound.
I think about this at Vacation Bible School this summer. In a room full of kids hearing testimonies from those sent to the ends of the earth. Sent to share the Good News in places where He is not known.
Then we bring it home to where they are. Today. Sitting on a carpet in an air-conditioned church building.
Jesus came that they too might have eternal life. And we tell the way of salvation.
