I Wasn’t in London

A climb up steel fire escape stairs to the rooftop of old run-down apartment buildings placed me closer to the sun and further away from the crowds.
Isn’t that just like God that I might climb only to discover He is in me wherever I am. I was no closer to the sun as it was my view that changed, and I was no further from the crowds, for music and voices rise.

The picture my hosts painted turned out to be graffiti on the walls and I laughed while we framed pictures of new memories and ate fire-roasted pizza. God’s very present help in trouble is not always found in the familiar.

I laughed with those I love while God set a table before me in the presence of my enemies on a rooftop I may never visit again.

For now, only a six sentence story but oh, the potential to lengthen it.


About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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2 Responses to I Wasn’t in London

  1. Piano girl says:

    “it was my view that changed” ❤️


  2. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like the discovery that “He is in me wherever I am”.


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