Worn Out Feet

After a whole day of unprecedented TO DOs and TO PAYs. – Enrollment

That day I felt like I was so lost! I felt like I am taking a walk to Moriah with all this new weird feelings  all mixed up within me. But woe to me!! Who am I to  lose sight of my purpose- to glorify God – in this so little adversary! O Mildred, think of the missionaries who have to deal with all the hardships of being in a stranger’s land, aware that any bullet can hit them dead, aware that any time they can lose supply and all go starve; and yet they never  lost hope and they persevered and earnestly seek God. O Mildred seek God. Seek God.

After all the errands we spent some few minutes seated at the amphitheatre – thinking, praying, thinking, praying…   I failed  that day but it’s a comfort to know that  God’s grace is new every morning. :’)

Worn out I came to You

Fresh I came out anew

Your grace sustains me

O Father let me see

Thy hand which discipline,

teach, rebuke, comfort and save

O let not my eyes stay closed

Let not the tears go dropping

In ignorance I shall be disclosed

O Father let it be.

This I ask of Thee. This I ask.

O my Mighty God, hear this earnest cry.

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Back Stage

People come and go

Meringue of faces off they go

Few remained to know

behind the scenes’  a bigger show

O the act was no act

 The show was no show

Twas life expressed on stage

What was repressed  back stage.

Voices need mouth to speak

Yet back stage, no ear hears

The truth suppressed  – all in silent recoil

It’s  just on stage where no one recognize

That true pain’s applauded by all.