The One Thing That Matters


To some, I may be pathetic
To some, I may be pitiful
To some, I may be proud
To some, I may be selfish
To some, I may be obnoxious
To some, I may be repulsive
To some, I may be self-righteous
To some, I may be a lost-cause

The ‘social animal’ that I am
Makes what others think matter
Much more than I dare to admit
But because I was born in Sin
Never shall I live up to expectations
Besides people only think
Only think what they want to think
It doesn’t matter that I tried and cried
They’ll still let me wind up just
As narrow, shallow, convoluted
As wasted as their wasted thoughts

Come a certain point in my life,
When the years and lives I’ve lived
Began to take the form of a budding
Which is maturity and wisdom
That I believe with all my heart
Are gifts bestowed on some and not all
A sense of composure and clarity
Then settled in where it’s meant to
The heart of the matter dawned
That being what God think of me
And that is what should matter to me

The rebellious child, that I once was
Antagonistic to His will and love
Disobedient, Disruptive, Depressed,
Angry, Arrogant, Autonomous
Because to God, I am a beloved child
No longer Am I my old self,
I am rather a work in progress;
Clay in my potter’s sure Hands
In the Hands of Love and Truth
To be re-generated, molded and shaped
In accord with His will and for His Glory

With love flowing freely
With love wipe my tears
With love heals and forgives me
With love gives me a clean slate
With love strengthens me
With love cares for my future
With love meet my every needs
With love, embraces me in His Grace.

– Chingngaihlian Tunglut

Chingngaihlian Tunglut

Chingngaihlian Tunglut

She is one of our co-founder and our in-house counsellor. She does freelance counselling in church and community. She is also involved as a counsellor at Bombay YMCA Counselling Centre, CBD Belapur, Navi Mumbai.

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