"Our Journey Of Faith"

The cacophonous sound of children hiding away from a nightmare,

crying stumbling and tumbling into themselves like tiny circus clowns

flying through the air, reminds me of years ago being a lonely orphan,

on the lips of a song the desperate urge to hold a child of my own.

This recurring dream repeated over and over, appearing again

as I see the plight of child abuse in this world of loneliness,

the parents lost in their own desires of private thoughts

arguing why are their children in the orphanage,

so afraid hiding under the beds in the dark?

I’m the Sunday school teacher,

praying for them every day

lighting my prayer candle,

God have mercy please

will you brighten their world,

where children can laugh and play

seeing new foster parents on Sundays

how thankful we are on this glorious day?

Yes, this is the answer from Jesus my Savior.

I adopted Simone when she was four years old,

we have been praying together for all these years

blessed be this good news, her first born baby Darryl.

My adopted grandson, our greatest gift baptized in faith

his dark eyes with a lovely smile grinning at me,

clowning around with carved toys in the cot

dressed in his glittering blue pajamas,

decorated with miniature angels.

Waking a new day every Sunday

time to sing new hymns in our church,

reminding me of our faith to pray each day,

we will never underestimate the power of prayer.