Time to get this deeply moving poem here, written by a young missionary friend of mine (who I met through Perspectives). It gives you a glimpse of what she has suffered, through sharing Christ with those who so desperately need light in their dark world.
I have heard the gunshots at night Exploding into the darkness Hidden in shame No games Just cold killings Cold cases left unsolved I have seen the bodies at night Faceless victims Facedown with yesterday's trash Adam returning to ash Blood stained star Of a country left broken I have screamed in the night Into the void of powerlessness Into hollow human rights Justice consumed by fright Is waking up to indifference Worse than the nightmare? I have prayed in the night Weeping with the widow Compassion regains our humanity For dreams to come into reality No more dark night Rise with the sun - Written by Innah G.
Shared by permission of the author. She wrote this and shared it (a little while ago) with a news article entitled: “Philippine Drug War Logs Deadliest Week Yet: 58 Killed in 3 Days”.
Oh my, how can I now switch to the other reason for posting today? Oh well… Note for Future Self, in case you care: you ran today (after not running at all this year, but doing walks and swimming with the guys) for two four-minute sprints, separated by only a minute! The walk back was the hardest. :D