I did not catch her name...

I was running this morning when my iPod began playing this song.  It's title "I did not catch her name" by Caedmon's Call.  There's no YouTube video of it (Is that possible!??!?!?), so the lyrics will have to do...   It's completely the story that I hear here time and time again.  People seem to run from God when life gets tough but when it gets unbearable we always seem to run back and develop this raw, personal faith.  I've seen this faith in the churches, on the busses, and in the streets.  Between the stickers all over the busses, the crazy evangelical preachers, and the constant stream of prayer going on in the churches and passionate singing, no matter the key... raw faith is being exposed.  Jesus is all we need, and Jesus often is all they have.  

I did not catch her name
I did not catch her tears
But they hit me like a train
When her story hit my ears
Mother of eight sons
Father off to war
Got no home address
Just bricks on a dirt floor
And she said, "Jesus is all I need"

Tiny plot of land
Corn stored up in piles
The years it doesn't rain
They just stay hungry for a while
With no fatted calf to kill
She made a feast of cuy and corn and said
Who else knew my name before
The day that I was born
Jesus is all I need
Jesus is all I need

And she bragged about her boys
And how they're growing into men
And how the learned to praise the Lord
Old style Ecuadorian
But to buy the new guitar
We had to sell the swine
See my boys go to school on a foreign angel's dime

This world calls me poor
I bore my babies on this floor
But He always provides
Sure as the sun will rise
So I sing Him songs of praise
'Cause I know He keeps me in His gaze

Rain fell from the sky
We raced back to the van
Tears in the eyes
Of this poor forgetful man
Mother of eight sons
She knows the peace of God
Lord, help me learn to lean on
Thy staff and Thy rod

Jesus is all I need
Jesus is all I need
Jesus is all I need
Jesus is all I need