The Last Chorale Reading

The Last Chorale Reading

A Poem by Himaya Ka
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But it was hindered to be shown again. Many were upset but I was in peace, for if it's meant to spread, then no one can stop it.

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THE LAST CHORALE READING

 

Not a professional writer

No credentials to prove

Not a bookworm so to speak

No, not qualified at all

But one day was forced

Asked to write for a group

A chorale reading for youth

How can I refuse

If the person who pled

So dear and close to my heart

And when she did it

As if you’re the last resort

 

So, I told her to sit

And pray to the Lord

To beg for wisdom and truth

For the right message to flow

And yes, she did it

While I was typing each word

She’s quiet all throughout

Then words started to pour

I didn’t know where it came from

It didn’t take very long

Maybe an hour or more

Then we printed the script

 

Then she said, “This is it!

Let’s go and let’s practice

It’s my first time to do it

Record your voice and I’ll teach”

Wow! What a spoiled friend she was

She didn’t even ask if I wanted it

But then again how can I refuse

If that’s how confident she was

Something that I wasn’t sure about

If it was good enough

But then her eyes were full of trust

So, we started the quest

 

What’s more interesting about it

To my very own main leader I asked

To read the piece with me

Knowing he was also busy

Training our own group to win

He didn’t know about it

Not even today

But if he’ll come across to this

A big revelation it should be

Hope he’ll just lough at it

Instead of being angry he’ll be happy with me

For that piece we taped together won the first place

 

Winning the first place for a novice like me

Is truly unbelievable and a miracle

As I heard that unforeseen declaration

I discovered God’s specific purpose for me

That’s the beginning of my writing story

If not for that special friend who believed on me

I would not have written and tried to conduct

Those three more-chorale reading piece

Which consistently won the second place by God’s grace

And though the last poetry brought some controversy

But no regrets for nothing was done without prayers

I just wrote what I heard and exposed what’s needed

 

 

No intention to cause division

To mock anyone wasn’t the goal

Only message to open the eyes

Of those who are blinded

With those calloused heart

The purpose is to give light

To those whose life were darkened

With all the lies and errors from their childhood

But it was hindered to be shown again

Many were upset but I was in peace

For if it's meant to spread

Then no one can stop it

 

Though others spoke ill about it

Yet many come to me openly and in secret

With tears in their eyes, thanksgiving, they uttered

Some asked for a copy to present it to their churches

Others may find it offensive

But for some, it’s a great revival, they said

You see, it’s just a matter of perspective

To those who are sensitive to the need

To those who truly care for each person

Not about their reputation

So, before you jump into conclusion

Ask the Lord to show you some vision

 

 

DAILY IN THE WORD

June 26, 2021

 

John 17:20-23

20 Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me through their word;

21 That they all may be one; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us: that the world may believe that thou hast sent me. 22 And the glory which thou gavest me I have given them; that they may be one, even as we are one: 23 I in them, and thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one; and that the world may know that thou hast sent me, and hast loved them, as thou hast loved me.

© 2021 Himaya Ka


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Himaya Ka
Himaya Ka

Cebu City, Visayas, Philippines



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