Innerdialects

We “..is living in ver ver bad times!”Abu would say; I was a kid and thought older folks didn’t have much to do but collect bad news like I once collected feathers. After School years, there was aunt Chera praying for rains 24×7, so that our farmers and we get good crop.

So yes, everyone seemed to have a way of passing Time, everyone paid that price of Time either well spent or lost;

along this route, I got me a Hobby that turned Life hack:

Anxiety-inspired-hobbies are still Worry- mills, aren’t they?

I became an artist, a self appointed poet and good-will hunter; a mutterer of Good news, a singer of psalms at leaves and wild flowers;

so yes I’m @ chronic war with worry, but at the feet of God. That is a choice all Hobbyists make.

Mine though, will make us glare at the fact of His existence vs His acts. (All human deeds/ misdeeds, are ofcourse laid square on His shoulders, with while all the while He saying, “Be kind, be loving..” )

We can harvest hell and reap its weeds, ya?🤔)

My growing hobby:

(slaying bad news at His feet, instead of all by myself),

being Collector of His footprints in storm, in wave, and wind. These Searches set fire to an Energy we cannot create on our own,

like Fire mills they storm our madness into an activity that unlocks our within.

Here we re-visit miracles unexplained, like seasoning vats with ageing wine, we inhale the aroma of acres of vineyards –

our very own Inner yards, our shut up internal miles we did, while we were hurting, or otherwise.

Here we grew, we shed, we died and lived again to see this day, here – now.

Hobby, pass time…? Every activity humans do, will contribute to the Churning of our inner Windmill;

Windmill of the Mind:

I can choose to let them turn my Wilder-ness into fresh pasture, or more wilderness.

Here, my Times & I, cud-chew- on Things seen, inhaled, said, done, edited, left, revived,

here, watch the One Whose Love trailed/ pursued me like none else can.

Here, I’ve met the Cross which bore my name:

Its’ blood shed, transacted me with a untameable passion for more of the Christ. Yes,

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