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I THOUGHT I WAS AS BEFORE

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I thought I was as versatile as before— that I could easily bend from east to west, stretch myself north and south, become as elastic as I could.   I thought I was still young as before— that I could blend vividly with a roaring storm, and never feel the ache in my muscles, even when I stumbled, even when I crashed hard to the floor.   Oh, I thought I stayed just as flexible as days passed by, my journey moving fast, face forward—never would I sigh. Able to go wherever the world led, and stand firm wherever I am needed.   I thought I was still as green as before— when nature spoke, trees bowed low, and branches sang their lullabies in the kind breeze’s glow. I thought I could still leap and fly, light as a colorful butterfly.   Though maybe I am not as strong as before, and not as young as I was— yet all my experiences have given me strength clear as glass, and my faith has made me soar like an eagle, high above.   My heart reaches for every new possibility, my ...
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I DON'T NEED A TITLE

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When eyes look up and wonder who I am, I smile and say my worth is not in name. Not in the titles or the praise of men, but in the service I give to God again.   I am not perfect, I have my flaws, but my service comes from a grateful cause. I give back all that I have received, for every blessing that my life has achieved.   Just as I don’t need a title, I never seek to be famous. As God will lift me up high, I believe no one will dare to sigh.   You may call me Helen, or simply “friend,” or you can call me Eme — as my team knows me in the end. I serve with humility, with all my heart, and ask for your prayers, your support, and your part.   I hope all goes well, and we’ll see it through, and work together as friends and as true. Not by our own strength, nor by our own plan, but God is watching, smiling from afar.
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THE VOICE OF MY INNER BEING

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I feel the calmness of my soul, the excitement of my being, wondering what the days ahead may bring.   I wait for nature’s whisper, the coldness of the night. I breathe the silent air, I can almost see and smell the coming rain.   There is comfort beneath my wings; I read the messages between the lines. I let flow a stream of quiet tears — not of sorrow, but of release.   I feel the stillness of the room, yet hear the riot of unspoken words. I bless the comfort found upon your shoulder, and in this quiet space I am filled again with the gentle, precious memories of the past.   I shared what rose from deep within, and saw how many hearts were touched.   It is the passage of my spirit, lingering soft and keen, waltzing gracefully.   My inner being fully blended with the fullness of my wandering thoughts —   My immortal truthfulness, the light that guides, the voice that remains powerful, yet at times fallible, weak, kept being drawn by spirit, which is p...
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WHEN CLOUDS HIDE YOU

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When clouds hide you, do not despair — They only help you see What matters most for your journey.   A seat not meant for you, A table not made for you — Simply means your place is somewhere else.   Do not rush the clouds to fade away; They are making room For a brighter light to shine. Then you will find your space in the sky — Clear, open, and blue.   Build your life with acceptance, Guide and move yourself To where you truly belong.   One day, in God’s perfect time, You will become the sky that inspires many, Leaving a lasting, undying message Deep within their hearts.
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MY FAREWELL MESSAGE TO FATHER EKING

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 (Aligned with my gift — this painting) I painted this in a rush, not really knowing what I was doing. I just took the colors blue, green, red, yellow, and orange, and splashed them all over the canvas without thinking about how it looked.   Then I painted flowers on top. Different colors, different shapes, but all one family of daisies.   Those colors behind... they represent all of us. All the different kinds of people, different personalities you met in this parish. We were just a mix of colors, scattered and messy at first.   But you took us exactly as we were, and you uplifted us spiritually. You molded us and guided us until we started to bloom like these flowers.   We are still different from each other, but now we stand together, lifting each other up. We bloom side by side because of you.   It hurts us so much that you are leaving. We want to hold you and keep you here, but we know we cannot. You are being called to the seminary now, to prepare fut...
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SMUDGE INTO BLOOMS

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I planned just a few flowers, simple and neat  But the wind moved the paint, leaving marks at my feet. Yet instead of giving up, I learned something true, A smudge is not the end, but a chance to renew.   I added more colors, more blossoms to grow, Roses and starflowers, in shades bright and slow. What seemed like a flaw became part of the art, A garden now blooming, straight from the heart.   Just like life, when things don’t go as we planned, We can add more beauty, take brush in our hand. Turn what seems imperfect into something new — For smudges can blossom, and beauty shine through. ~ME Helen A. Sarita
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INDOMITABLE AND TIMELESS

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It's been a long time, but I never knew that my love would grow. My affection for you would be endless — and wouldn't be perished through decades.    So many things happened in our lives — tests, trials, storms, and joys. But the more we faced those things, the more I realized: My love never withered through time.    You are still the man that I love, the one I wish to be with. I still remember the line you told me many years ago: "I want to see your face every time I wake up in the morning." Those words were spoken long ago, but they still hold our hearts, just like they did then.   And that is when I realized: Our love can never be jeopardized. It could never be traded by anything less. It is unshakable. It is INDOMITABLE.   Now that we have walked so far, more than halfway through our journey, I know this truth even deeper:   Though you haven't promised me gems, though you didn't offer me material things, You gave me the only thing that matters — TR...
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