Praise to you, Oh God Who has given me a stone To stand upon, and i will not budge, faith looks like patience through the coastland, wet rocks grey pools, the lake, slip, steady follow father, one step, over pool, over mud and muck, one step, grey stones in grey water, turbulent father i trust the path you set before me, i take one wet step.
“You know sometimes, people want to imitate Christ. When a monkey plays a saxophone it doesn’t make him a musician.” Anthony De Mello