But I found myself growing restless. My heart convicted me that this was not the correct answer. I fumbled; I did not know the answer; I felt my life was suddenly wrong.
“Take care, Son,” the father said “I will, Dad,” Rahmat replied.
Longing is the heart's treasury. -Augustine
I was right when I felt like God called me to be an ambassador. Yet, it was not an ambassador for Indonesia but for God’s Kingdom instead.
Something that goes along with when we hear a certain music and it releases our imagination to a dimension beyond our material world.
A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity.
This is a story from the equator where the sun shines faithfully every morning, and where dreams need to be suspended for the sake of life’s meaning.
It seems like yesterday I held you in my arms and sang a lullaby for you.
”I’ve trodden a long journey, are you a home for me?”
...they will explain the down-to-earth attitude he had resulting from the perilous battles of mind and soul he fought disciplinarily. He ushered me into the world of noble concepts and abstraction that stimulated my imagination beyond the material world.