Lighthouse—my house

[Original in Japanese]

The sea is dark.Wind and rain crashing.Ah! there is a light—just a small light, twinkling far.Life's light is love, Father-Mother God's love.But the world's waves are tall; the wind beats hard,surging wildly.Then a considerate heart, hands opened to help,love, seen and felt—the small light of the lighthousegives hope and rescue.I want to be a keeper of such a lighthouse.That is the heart of one who comforts,a peacemaker,showing the love of God,knowing Love's light shines endlessly.

Chacko M. H. Ogata

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