Father,
He bowed his head in silent prayer, shivering from the cold.
He prayed for strength not to be discouraged and prayed for the strengh to get through anouther day.
He told me that though his wife told him home is where the heart is, it was hard to find home in a broken heart.
He prayed for courage, and reminded me that although they beg for food they are thankful that they have each other.
He spoke of the blessings of having his family near him and reminded me that love keeps them together not fear.
He spoke of the blessings of losing almost everything and gaining strength of heart.
He spoke of finding you Lord, in the dark streets of a small river town and told me you had always been their but he had not found you until tonight...