Past and Future

It's difficult going to a Christian school when your livelihood is sharing the gospel. What use are we here when so many die each day not knowing Christ? It's frustrating to not be challenged daily in a secular world when living in a Christian bubble.

But I know the reason I'm here: that I can be more affective when I leave Crown than when I entered. That I can reach people on different cultural contexts. That I can truly love others from a love that is not my own.

I was reading different poems today and I came across one by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

It is titled Past and Future.

MY future will not copy fair my past
On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done,
Supernal Will ! I would not fain be one
Who, satisfying thirst and breaking fast
Upon the fulness of the heart, at last
Saith no grace after meat. My wine hath run
Indeed out of my cup, and there is none
To gather up the bread of my repast
Scattered and trampled ! Yet I find some good
In earth's green herbs, and streams that bubble up
Clear from the darkling ground, -- content until
I sit with angels before better food.
Dear Christ ! when thy new vintage fills my cup,
This hand shall shake no more, nor that wine spill.

Patience is all that is required of me now. Patience that I may stay the task of getting a degree. Patience that I will allow myself to be challenged and keep the course. Patience that I may love those who are difficult to love. Patience to stay.