So when he meets the locals,
he chooses the easy door—
Google Meet, smooth and simple,
no puzzles, no friction, no war.
But when he meets us,
a different road appears:
Microsoft Teams, heavier steps,
more layers, more silence, more gears.
Why?
I don’t know.
He says he has reasons,
and maybe he does.
I hope those reasons
are clean, not sharpened by bias,
not wrapped in quiet intentions
that bruise the unseen.
O God,
who knows what hides behind choices,
protect our hearts from suspicion,
protect our work from unfair noise.
If ease is given to some,
let patience be given to us.
If systems divide,
let justice unite.
May no platform become a weapon,
no tool become a test of power.
May we walk safely through this moment,
guarded by faith,
by clarity,
by You.
