A Calling

While I take to the road for a mission Anxiety rivets me to my direction It causes me to ponder and be calm As a byword for courage and wisdom. It is a wee bit harder to do By living the “now” in the ministry I move on to discover and listen With a smile and say you’re welcome. A sense of understanding drives me along To the path where conversion occurs And being an Asian by and large Allows me to ensconce in this life. There may be some pains and ill-feelings Over the length of my experience But I make a profound commitment That echoes the so-called perseverance. In moments of despondency, sufferings, and annoyance The eye of the heart greets me with endurance Just as I restore its meaning Hope appears and brings the difference. It is a gift to our freedom Through reflection in depth. This permeates my whole vision of life To go beyond and hand on to God. Fidelity to the gospel calls me Directs me to the Source Whose inner meaning becomes transparent In my priestly and missionary work. It is a call, a role to play I can risk going face to face With God who is the cause of all To be a servant to his people.