Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Sunday, January 6, 2019
The Test
It is in our darkest hours when we are tested. Can we close our eyes and ignore the storm. Can we breath calm while the wind blows and the waves shakes the small boat in the inmensity of the ocean? Can we hang up to our faith and our trust? And if we hear His voice calling us to walk on the stormy waters...can we step out and walk?
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