I feel sian sometimes when we leave after lunch/dinner on sats and suns. Its not very common in this world anymore where we can find communities of people who truly love and care for one another, without politics and falsehood.
Returning home is like returning to the other life I have to live. The life of non stop academics with rushing deadlines and all, the life of ungrace in the people around me and even within myself, the life of physical weariness, emotional weariness.
The grace of God, and the grace of God alone sees me through the days. But sometimes I wonder, for all my life, how far will this grace carry me?
I know He never lets me go, but im afraid that sometimes I might let go.
Returning home is like returning to the other life I have to live. The life of non stop academics with rushing deadlines and all, the life of ungrace in the people around me and even within myself, the life of physical weariness, emotional weariness.
The grace of God, and the grace of God alone sees me through the days. But sometimes I wonder, for all my life, how far will this grace carry me?
I know He never lets me go, but im afraid that sometimes I might let go.