Friday, February 06, 2009

Cold feet

I always never want to go for seminary recollections but the last one i reluctantly went for turned me upside down and screwed up all my plans...

Why do i have a nagging feeling something excruciatingly painful is going to happen again this time round? As much as i don't want to be a diocesan i seem to have developed a liking for the seminary (the building)... God always speaks to me there, sometimes even more than when i'm with the Carms...

God of all gentleness, God of all calm,
Your voice is contentment, Your presence is balm,

Grant me peace, not those momentary ones but one that lasts.

1 Comments:

Anonymous liz said...

you are at peace.

4:37 PM  

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