Sunday, August 30, 2009
Night. At the back of my mind, a whole backlog of cases. Looking out onto the silent park below. Mulling on what the pastor said today. It's true, people pray so hard for God to improve their circumstances. Flashback. Another night, another city, praying so hard for a scholarship (that never came) just to make ends meet and to put food on the table. Through that, God taught me the value of Herr hard work, and to trust in him. In the end, it all worked out, more abundantly than I could ever asked for. Thinking of Trish in Australia again. How encouraged would she be if she heard today's message? Twenty days more to the eight lunar month. Mooncakes. List of recepients for mooncakes. Check. Passport? Check. There is something I am wishing for. Is there something that YOU are wishing for? Be still, this wandering heart. Be still. The basil plant's scent and the silent call of rest for the night. Tomorrow the sun will rise and so will I.
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