Tuija's Thoughts

'Just one touch from you, one sweet glimpse of your promise. Just one word of your promise, and I am fine for a day. Whatever comes my way, rain or shine, I'm under the shadow of your wing, the winds can't harm me, the storms won't hit my residence. And every day I choose again, to come to you to be loved, to be nourished and held in your presence. From the first breath in the morning to the very last at night, my souls yearns more of you, desiring to be one with the Almighty

'A Gift of Freedom' Give a gift of freedom, give a gift of grace, Bring your heavy burdens, seek the Savior’s face. Psalm 27:8 Let go of all the anger, the bitterness, and hate, For the Baby in the manger gives the gift of faith. 'A Place at the Table' If you feel unloved, or strength begins to flee, He welcomes every soul to His holy family. For grace is all-sufficient, and love will never fail, 2 Corinthians 12:9 So bring your heart’s requests to the altar rail. 'The God of

Writing in your native language is like a river in its natural bed; it flows effortlessly, and the words linger with purposeful imagination. But writing in a second language—one learned later in life through study and practice—requires a different kind of labor. The words must push harder to find their voice. You might take extra turns to reach your destination, often feeling as though a few pieces are missing. Yet, coming from a country where perseverance is a necessity, I r

Feelings, they rise and sometimes wane, Fueling joy or sudden pain. They make us mad, or make us cry, And force the question, "Oh, why, oh why?" These feelings twirl like restless wind, A power we have never pinned. We're bound to every rollercoaster ride, Sometimes wishing they would hide. When happy, all the world is bright, Then suddenly, a moonless night. Just little triggers change the scene, Feelings tricky, sharp, and keen. When fortune smiles, I see just grace, But so