A happy outcome to all things is sure.
God’s promises make no exceptions. And He guarantees that only joy can be the final outcome found for everything. Yet it is up to us when this is reached; how long we let an alien will appear to be opposing His. And while we think this will is real, we will not find the end He has appointed as the outcome of all problems we perceive, all trials we see, and every situation we meet. Yet is the ending certain. For God’s will is done in earth and Heaven. We will seek and we will find according to His Will, which guarantees that our will is done.
We thank You, Father, for Your guarantee of only happy outcomes in the end. Help us not interfere, and so delay the happy endings You have promised us for every problem that we can perceive; for every trial we think we still must meet.
I met with one of the writers who attended Caribbean Juices at the MAC today. Unashamedly went to see the By the Rivers of Birminam exhibition again – and was fortunate to meet Vanley Burke, sitting beside the juke box outside the exhibition, listening to a selection of his own music. Such wonderful talent housed in such a warm and unassuming body. We apparently just missed Benjamin Zephaniah. I had a long chat to a photography student up from Bristol to see the exhibition, and to get some inspiration for when he goes to Jamaica on a photography expedition next year.
The Ghanaian writer I met, who shared some of his work with me, gave me a new name, ‘Lady Sage.’ I quite like it. Hope I can live up to it.
I couldn’t resist dragging him around the park again, losing ourselves in writers talk and autumn colours.