for we cannot but speak of what we have seen and heard
It took me a long time to put this up. What to say when you hear others come up to tell you their own powerful stories of loss and hope and grief? What to say when you ask Him to lift Himself up in this and then He does what you’ve asked and shines so bright and dazzling? What to say when you experience grace upon grace?
I arrived back in FG yesterday only to be told stories of the amazing things that have happened to some of our patients. Most of them were not in the exhibition photos because they’d felt or were really too ill to come to our thanksgiving cum photo-taking celebrations. But to be told that they were joyfully doing meaningful work (instead of laying in bed ruminating), or reading the good book on their own, or enthusiastically singing hymns and learning to sing them better, and all while I was away too! Under the capable servant-hearted hands of our project leader LXH, and our cheerful colleagues, our patients have flourished.
May we, whether as patients experiencing His mercies new every morning, or as workers in the field for our Lord of the harvest, hallow His name everyday.
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