There are places He wants to meet us,
Where holy encounters await
There are places He has pinned for us,
With arrows pointing the way.
It may seem as ordinary
As the well, from where she drew water
Alone, to avoid the gossip
Always going on about her.
It may seem unexpected,
As the winepress, where he was threshing wheat
Impoverished and fearful,
Hiding from his enemies.
It may be as dead as a funeral,
To where her feet were treading
Broken hearted, a widow
Her only child, she would be burying.
In the ordinary of the daily duties
Or the dazzle of the festivities
In the the perseverance of the waiting
Or the joys of the blessing
In the songs or the sighs
The stumbling or the dancing
In the mountains or the valleys
The depths or the heights
He was there, He is here
He is always everywhere
Comforting Counselling Empowering
In His hand ,we are held
Restoring Renewing Equipping
With unconditional love and grace.
Preparing us
For the good works He has prepared for us,
Beforehand
Leading the way
To the place He wants us to be,
The promised land.
-Priscilla Sereng
REF:
John:4 (The Samaritan Woman At The Well)
Judges:6-8 (Gideon)
Luke 6:11-17 (The Widow Of Nain)
John:14
Ephesians 2:10
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