The road less traveled...

Just as a snowflake melts away as soon it reaches the palm of my hand, So have you disappeared and vanished from life like a vapour in the wind. How long does it take for you to realise? Must you go down this path; even if it hurts Papa to let you go?   Oh yes, Papa has decided to let you go. He did all He could for you. But you would not listen, nor did you turn your head to look at His face… His ever glorious face showed grief instead.   I cannot call out and ask you to return. There is no point in it. Love has been burnt into ashes… It seems – wasted.   He, keeps silent. Though His heart cries out for you. You know the way to the Cross, Therefore no one will hold you back from going the other way.   You slide away like the sand on the seashore. Our hearts cannot hold it in any longer. We will move on. We will not look back.   Nothing is like seeing the face of our Beloved! Our lives are embedded in the palms of His hands. Nothing e

The first snow arrived in November. And the weather began to change. Nothing has changed; it is still cold. I open my eyes to find that everything has gone white. There’s not a trace of footprints, Nor a living organism in motion. And I begin to hear the snow falling... Variation of its fall is seen as it falls from heaven. I do not find what I’m looking for. Not a sigh, not a sound, not a breath… In a moment, all I see is You. You who made the heavens and the earth. You who made rain and snow to fall from the sky, And to water the earth. So shall Your word be, You said. Your promises will not return to You void; It will accomplish that which You purposed. I am waiting… I am still waiting… How long will it take, my Beloved? I long to hasten that which You have promised; but yet I’d rather wait for the right time. When the season changes, I will find what I’m looking for. I will be here, till the last snow falls to the ground.