Months have gone by, thoughts have taken flight and have been forgotten, and now I just find myself writing this note. I forgot how it was to write, the trail of thoughts seem to conflict one after another. I feel dumb. All I know is I have to pen my thoughts just to ease myself from this melancholy. Reflect. Tick-tack, tick-tack. Think!
Saturday night was it, we were on our way out of Trinoma with Maeve & Bry when three kids were a bit disturbed. One of them was shouting quite a noise in tears, "Am so tired. Am so sick of walking!" T'was funny though. But most of the time we are liken to that kid. Our deepest complaints sometimes just echoed resoundingly in the silence. At least the kid was honest with what he feels. At least he was able to blurt it out.
Indeed the road is long. Sometimes it's rocky and most of the time we stumble in it. Sometimes it's quicksand that we go through. Sometimes there's mountain before us that we need to climb up. Sometimes there's valley of green pastures, fresh waters that we just want to find rest and thought of settling on the convenient.
We can just sit and enlist all the possible metaphor we can think of about Christian life. But something is most comforting: that the One who has gone before us will help us through it all. He was insulted, beaten down and rejected. He felt the pain at most the agony of torture. He was deprived of His throne but he reigns forevermore. His name is Jesus.
Lord Jesus, thank you that whenever we experience the pain, the rejection and insults we know that you understand better than we do. Thank you for not leaving us all the way, for being our comfort and Saving Grace. Remind me that when things seem incomprehensible, I don't need to understand everything to trust you rather I just have to simply trust and obey. Whatever you're doing inside of me. I yearn to you and lay everything bare in your hands. My dreams, my plans, whatever I aspire, may it be for your glory and praise!
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