Iced coffee, take away
Departure lounge in Denpasar
Engrossed in a book
About ecological damage
By airplanes, disposable containers
Black coffee in white cups
With Waimarang colleagues
In a language and culture
Of hardly-grasped beauty
Wishing it all black and white
Roadtrip through mountains
Reach ocean to clouds
Buffalo-stare roadblocks
Destination unknown
Sweet coffee in far-flung Kakaha
Twisted limbs eke a subsistence existence
Beetlenut smiles and cataract eyes
Cigarette smoke that rivals Black Friday
Beauty and beast in a room
Hot coffee with wifey over breakfast in Perth
Swap stories with three little children
Mountains of lego and villages of teddies
The shalom of child-crafted lands
Why can’t we achieve the same?
Poverty and paradoxes
Conundrums and questions
Brokenness attacks the emotions
Dapsone for my leprous heart
Mountains of majesty
Sumbanese hospitality
Beauty that makes tired bones smile
Transfusions of hope, joy and love
Quick prayer over coffee this morning:
May beauty and brokenness be my companions
‘til we trade these coffee cups in
For a glass overflowing
With wine that is new
At the return of the kingdom He promised
Oh, I’m ready for that day already.
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patmos 
I hear ya Clint, I am ready too. Much in this life is beyond our comprehension. So thankful we trust the God who is in control of it all… beautifully written, as always. Love from your sis. Xo
Hey Roze,
Thanks for your encouragement, and I’m glad it resonated with you. During the many hours on the bike in Sumba this past week I had plenty of time to think about things, and I found myself reflecting on how my faith has become more relevant for me in the face of these questions (including your suffering). I suppose at one stage I had feared the opposite; that poverty, injustice and suffering would undermine my faith. And while it’s certainly challenged my faith, and has raised more questions than answers for me, it has also made me deeply thankful for the biblical narrative and God’s promise to restore all things. I wouldn’t describe myself as an optimist, but I would describe myself as a person of hope.
Love ya, and glad to hear you’ve seen some improvements in your condition…
Your heart in prose. Thanks Clint …. and yeah …. it will be an awesome “home-coming” for all those invested in Jesus!
Thanks Dad! Catch you soon!
I love it,Clint and I so agree!Life is so complicated and painful at times.
It will be a glorious when we see Jesus and there will be no more tears.
So glad that we will meet again,if not in this world,then the next!
Love you and your beautiful partner in life and of course Elijah,Lottie and Chester!
oma.
Hey Oma,
Thanks for your kind words, and I hope that you and Keith are having a lovely time up north…
Take care,
Clint.