writings...

a weary traveller on the narrow road,
each step shuffles on to a direction with hope,
knowing each step is in faith,
knowing each step takes his strength.

a quiet pool is of great blessings
for the heart that sacrificed much,
knowing prayer brought him far,
knowing comfort is of God.

only God knows his heart,
what makes him smile or aches,
of heart-lifting experiences that brings life , and
of colourful memories that are now only shades,

of a song,
when its all been said and done,
there is just one thing that matters,
did i do my best to live for Truth?
did i live my life for You?

the lonely traveller finds solace
in the Word of God that never changes,
giving his best to shine for God, to be
giving His love to others,
knowing most is never seen.

'what jewels do i have to show?' he despairs.
'your jewels are in my hands', said the Lord.

that's all he needed to know.