BLISSFUL DAYS

My academics were going on well. I was on top in my department. My fellowship on campus was quite interesting. I remembered a particular incidence. One of our fellowship leaders was preaching passionately to all the members in the open field. The topic was “spreading the Goodnews”. His message was quite challenging. Although he was a stammerer, he was able to calm down and his words were coherent enough for everyone to understand. His words were soft and were piercing our hearts. Our hearts were being smitten by his strong and powerful words of wisdom. Suddenly, we discovered that almost everyone was crying for neglecting sinners on campus and leaving them to live a carefree and immoral life. No one to put them to shame, no one to touch their hearts to change their ways. We were touched and were crying. Our cries cause a stir on campus, passersby were wondering what was making us cry. We could care less, the burden for lost souls had taken us over. The more he was preaching, the mor