It was a typical afternoon: children laughing as they play and run around, school service and private cars coming and going, goodbyes and see you tomorrows, and amidst all that was me waiting for the time to arrive to call it another day inside the clinic. And there hanging on the restroom door, is a… Continue reading Desiderata

Journal entry

The Road to the Top of the Mountain

I was on my way to prayer garden in Prayer Mountain when my church mate invited me to pass by the mountainside instead, showing me a passage. I was convinced because it looks like a decent passageway – like duh, what could go wrong? And it was okay, I’m actually enjoying it. Until my heart… Continue reading The Road to the Top of the Mountain