A filthy rag I used to be…
But what I was in the past
Has been washed away by the blood.
A useful vessel now I am…
Softened, shaped by the workman
Whose Word is fire that refines.
A perishable no more tomorrow…
Without blemish
Without crack
Only through His WORD
Only through His BLOOD.
– Marlene Legaspi-Munar
my WALK with GOD today 