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.