Knock, knock…who’s there?
I am quietly waiting
Enduring every minute of silence
As I woke up early each morning
Persevearing in lifting up my pen
Whenever motivation ministering
honoring the Councilor’s prompt
Until one morning
Following in routine as usual
A knock on the door!
Who’s there? I quietly asked.
Holding my breath!
Then I astonishingly wondered: How?
I heard His voice :
” Now it’s not just us anymore,
We got company!”
I have been waiting to write about gingerwithknife on ministry.in and today is the day. In this poem I reveal my waiting, persevering to write; basically to no one until one morning I was called by reception😁.I was so excited that I woke my daughter.