A small, wooden bench, overlooking the common.
A cup of coffee from Caffè Nero.
The freedom of living in the community.
The satisfaction of having done my best.
The love of my saviour.
The hope of my dreams and ambitions.
The assurance that all I went through was not in vain.
The perfect timing of the One True God.
The joy of knowing dreams come true.
The end of Winter and the beginning of Spring.
The expectation of the sunrise.
The dawning of a new era.
Greetings, friends, and glory to God! I’m no poet, but I wanted to share the above vision which gives me hope when I’m feeling frustrated on the ward.
There’s a ‘sanctuary’ in the hospital which I visited today and it felt rather like being in church, which was nice. It’s been too long since I praised God in the congregation.
I hope you all had a blessed weekend and may your week ahead be abundant in joy and peace. Thanks again for your support.
Perfect Chaos 