(Written in
1995, while serving in Africa)
We do not come here out of mere zest
Life here is not easy at best
Dust, dust everywhere
Suspicious eyes here and there
Scorching heat, desert storm,
malaria
False accusation, opposition,
filarial
The cup we’re drinking is a bit
bitter we feel
When we think of others enjoying
their sweet music reel
Howbeit, we’re here because we love
the Lord
Not because invited but sent by the
Lord
We choose this for His love leaves
us no other choice
We come here for we hear and obey
His voice
A reminder from the Holy Spirit
A renewal of the right spirit
To help us joy in our suffering
To give us strength in difficulties
arising
Our daily joy and strength in this
difficult place
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