Anyway here’s just two random chewies for you… a revised rendition of a poem I wrote years ago, and a silent conviction He has placed of late.
***
Melancholy
A man’s worst enemy
Sets me binging, Easily crying
Wild thoughts race
Multiple personas come on stage
Cant decide which I want to be
All come overwhelm me
Screaming in my head
Indulging in grey
Deciding to snap out of it
Suddenly
Melancholy
A man’s worst enemy
Sets me binging, Easily crying
Wild thoughts race
Multiple personas come on stage
Cant decide which I want to be
All come overwhelm me
Screaming in my head
Indulging in grey
Deciding to snap out of it
Suddenly
Melancholy
***
Been doing training so often these days and I am pretty amazed. Give me any person at anytime, with the training materials and there I am rattling off with much ease and confidence. I know my stuff, I know it at the back of my hand, I know it because I work with and on it all day. Made me wonder about my skillfulness in handling God’s Word.
I used to marvel at people who quote scripture off-cuff, easily at anytime. I thought it required lots of memorizing. But now I can see how it happened. They know the Word, they know it at the back of their hand, they know it because they work with and on it all day.
My adeptness with my work stirs in me a desire to be equally, if not more skilled in His Word. I want to not train skills in using Reuters’ technology, but be there in the field training in godliness alongside with my fellow brothers and sisters. And as I sit there putting in my best for work, I want so much more to be putting that best and more for ministry in church. But will abide His time and way.
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