When social justice is served,
after a process of perseverance and not giving up,
it makes the hard work, staying in the mess, confusion and pain all worthwhile,
for a glimpse of the Kingdom.
When there's hope of sharing the good news,
open ears to listen and humility to be prayed for,
my heart skips a beat at the opportunities of redemption.
When there's growth and learning,
they are like music to my ears,
my mind is intrigued and amazed at potential.
When my hard and ignorant heart is stirred with thankfulness,
when my foolish and limited mind is opened to possibilities,
when my mustard seed, almost non existent size of faith increases,
my being is awed by miracles the ordinary days bring.
“Safe?”.... Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.- The Lion, the witch and the wardrobe
