Daydreams

Castles in the air I build,

Like the amateur artistry  of a child,

 My unfolding story I weave.

The truth I taint,

And His presence grows faint.

Oh Heavenly  Father! How do I stop this daydream!

For unless you plan, all this pain 

Would be nothing  but vain!

Author:

Nothing but a recipient of Christ's grace. I am a young doctor and I use this space to find meaning in the bedlam of my thoughts. My blog might resonate with the screams of a young adult finding her place in life, the stench of hospital corridors, images of the many people who intrigue me and the lessons my Saviour Jesus teaches me.

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