I feel like a fox panting, running, trying to flee from the hounds that are hot on its wee heels.

My past pursues me, my sins constantly flash before my tear filled eyes.

I daily struggle with the choices I made and the

things I have done that have heaped shame on my soul. 

Not long ago, I heard this beautiful song on the radio. 

Please grab your cuppa and just sit for a minute and listen to Him sing this song to your soul. 

You will be blessed.

Many years ago we found ourselves in Thailand doing mission work.  We had just come from Mindanao in the Philippines and it had been a very difficult trip.  When we arrived at the boarding house in Bangkok where we were to stay for the next five weeks, we were all thrilled that it was clean and even had indoor plumbing.  While we had been in the Philippines, we had been living mostly in the jungles, during the war, and the devastating Typhoons as well.  It had been a difficult trip and we were all extremely tired.  We had even had a brief experience being captured, (another story~another time folks) This was going to be a lovely change for us all.

After tossing and turning for quite some time, I finally gave in to the images of people and places that kept flooding my thoughts and pillaging my needed repose.  I could see dear Nena, young wife and mother of 5, whose husband was struggling for life due to a gunshot wound to the neck.  Laying in a government hospital where treatment continues as long as funds are available,  the whole family’s future lay in the balance.  The narco-war intersected without pretense into the lives of the innocent yet again, leaving little ones suffering in the wake of their violent enterprises.