"Something meaningful, not bland or trite."
However, tonight the words slowly come,
As my fingers to keyboard, mindlessly drum!
The week was great, we accomplished a lot.
The good of the mission was prayerfully sought.
Our numbers have settled with 'hellos' and 'good-byes';
Stability brings a grateful sigh.
But, quarantine continues, we're 100+ days;
Anxious for restrictions to ALL go away!
"Patient, be strong," the Spirit prompts;
While we desire to be totally swamped.
How long it will last, remains to be seen;
Enduring and waiting, we keep things clean!
Changing offices will soon occur,
Unless the move is somehow deterred.
Please oh please, let that not be!
We're living from boxes, it's now week 3.
Computers are running on borrowed time,
Current conditions are not sublime.
Our mission president is going to change,
A temporary leader has been arranged.
The future president will have to wait,
For VISAS to arrive, that's COVID fate.
We'll soldier up and move ahead,
Uncharted waters we're wont to tread.
We know this work belongs to God,
Hold fast we will to the iron rod.
Disciples forever we intend to be!
Especially for family, whom we want to see;
That Grandpa and Grandma are stalwart and true,
In living the gospel and all that they do.
Love & Blessings to all!
Elder & Sister Lewis
Awesome poem!!
ReplyDeleteMitymom is Cindy by the way. What a stupid name!! Haha!!
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