The people are extravagent worshippers, I wait and hope for the day, they raise their hands to Jesus as King.
Here, among the poor, I am learning, simply to BE. all I have is His love and to offer my presence, a gift so small, but to my friends, it is enough. The layers of external pressures - to "do" - to accomplish, to climb the ladder, to validate myself, the insecurities and anxieties clammering in my ears... fade away... because all i have to do is to BE. to BE. to BE LOVED. loved by one person at a time. to receive, from Jesus, from these beautiful people...
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