At the police station. People walk in. Different people from different places. If they are like every other humanbeing, then they are talking to themselves inwardly. I am sure almost all of them have bad reports to make to Mr. Officer at the desk. My car was stolen, my son was attacked, my house was robbed, my daughter was defiled...and many more. Then the officer promises that he and his crew will leave no stone unturned until the culprits responsible are purnished. Sometimes they fulfill their promises, but at times they do not. Tomorrow I will be going to a certain police station . This particular one is different from the other police stations because here people not only report about the bad happenings. Here we also report about the good ones. So tomorrow I will go to report to Mr. Officer how my week has been. How I have had hectic moments with my haters but He gave me the spirit to handle them, how I had lovely moments with my friends and He gave us health and peace. How I felt elated sometimes, and felt down other times but He lifted me. How I walked around, going about my duties feeling safe and healthy. How my health did not fail me at any given time, how I never starved coz He provided for me. How......the list is endless. Then when I will be walking out, I know He will give me enough grace to take me through the week... :-) am just thinking
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 13:14:13 +0000