Without A Doubt Why does the idea of caring for our own strike such an uncomfortable blow?   Why does reaching out to help our fellow brother dishearten those you know?   Why does a "Hand out" and a "hand up" seem so very hard to do?   Why does loving thy neighbor as thyself not apply to you?   If what you do for Christ my friend you do as a limited task,   And the four walls you call the church you're just using as a mask.   If with your hearts you cannot hear a brother crying out...   It is you who needs to find the Lord, and that's without a doubt.   Gailya Marie Watson Copyright ©2001 Gailya Marie Watson