Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and he will establish your plans. ~ Proverbs 16:3
When life gets too busy, things go uncontrolled, and a bunch of thoughts are running at the back of our minds, I honestly think there's one sure way to find that peace and break that we all yearn for, and that is to listen. Let Him speak. Sometimes we fill our minds with all the to-do-lists and the bucket lists that we don't get to stop for a moment and hear what God has to say.
In life we’re often placed in circumstances where the struggle to accept our defeat and move further becomes really hard. Even when all the facts are already lying right before our eyes, we can’t seem to let go of all the things, people or problems that’s hindering us from being okay. But that’s life, we’ve had to deal with the hard times, we’ve had to battle all those fears, we’ve had to keep on fighting. But there’s one begrudging truth amongst all of these though– that no matter how much we try to keep going, when we don’t learn how to let go of the relationships and the opportunities that could’ve been, I’m afraid to say but we might just be making ourselves a subject to not just pain but failure as well.
Christmas is just 2 days away! The days flew by so quickly that I haven't even noticed how fast December 2016 is coming to an end. Christmas is my favorite season as it is quickly associated with the winter season here in the UAE. And everyone loves winter. There's just something about this season that seems to wipe off everything— worries, heartaches and every negativity. In the Philippines, even the people living in the slums make sure that they'd feel the spirit of Christmas. They'd light their houses with Christmas lights that run through all over the towns (which I long to experience). They'd put up star lanterns hanging on their window sills. Surely, there's something with Christmas that light people's hearts with joy and perspective.
In the place where I currently stay, there's an Indian couple living just next to us. And even if they're muslims, they'd keep asking us about Christmas. These past few days, my dad has been working on crafting out huge star lanterns out of corrugated plastic material. Maybe because of our neighbors' curiosity, they'd often knock at our door and see the progress of the star. And guess what, they also tried to make one! It's just amazing to see how open they are about the thought of celebrating Christmas. These times remind of the reason behind Christmas. It's not about lights, the stars nor the pleasant weather that makes Christmas a season to rejoice. It's the hope that is associated with Jesus' birth that rekindles the fire inside the hearts of people. So this Christmas season, it's not bad to be happy about all the Christmas decorations you'll see. But stop a moment, and thank God for giving us the best reason to celebrate this Christmas.
Merry Christmas to y'all! I hope you enjoy it, keeping in mind the reason for this season.
Here I am once again, sitting in front of the laptop, hearing a children’s song playing faintly in the background.
“ Open, shut, open shut”. I guess it’s time for them to eat now and have some snacks. Some of them may be too excited for their parents to pick them up while some are just having the time of their lives. They don’t worry about the next minute or two but rather live in the moment with their friends and enjoy the time being. Times like these make me think of how much time we really have left in this earth. In this but temporary home that we live in. How long do we still have before our Father comes and picks us up? How long do we still have to wait? Should we be excited or should we just forget that there is an end to all of these and someday, we’ll soon be going home – to our real home. Last night, the topic I read from the daily bread was about making our days count here on earth. Making use of precious time to reconcile, to love, to appreciate, to treasure, to mold, to teach, to help. Really, what do we do when all these suddenly become over? Have I lived a sensible life that I will count as worth it or will I just be one of those people who did enjoy life on earth but haven’t passed on the truth to others. What is that truth? Maybe that truth is that happiness is temporary, it won’t last, and it will not necessarily be called yours but joy – joy is tangible, joy is reachable, joy is everywhere when you open your eyes to see it and your soul to feel it. For some, they only see the real meaning of joy when happiness is not within reach, when they have no choice but to live in the hope of the future. I’m grateful, however, that at a young age I began to recognize the difference between joy and happiness. Happiness – I’ve felt it, I’ve lived in it but it’s long far gone and sometimes i struggle to take a grasp of it. While joy, joy is around me, it surrounds me. The moment I witness the pure laughter of the children I get to be with every week, I try to stop from all the worries and laugh like a kid, live like a kid – full of hope, full of joy. I’m like living in a mini heaven here on earth so that I have a total clue on what heaven is going to be like – where the freedom to be like children on the playground becomes a reality. It’s times like these when I wish that everything would be as easy and hassle- free. It’s times like these when I all the more anticipate the coming of my Heavenly Dad.
The past few days have been pretty awful for me. I had sleepless nights thinking of nothing but the problems I've been facing. Sometimes, even when I am not directly involved in one, I still find myself wallowing in self pity that I begin to feel miserable; and I suddenly hate myself for being worthless — living such a complicated and complex kind of life. No matter how I try to pacify myself, sometimes the need to "shed tears in sorrow" until I fall asleep is just inevitable. I feel like I did all that I could do: Pray and meditate, think positively etc, but sadly none has helped me. I end up playing the blaming game and blame all the surrounding sadness on me, because of me. I know some of you might think that I'm just plain depressed and merely over-acting. But all these feelings come from the need of something. The need of God, most probably.
So even if I'm struggling every single day, I still find myself relying on God's strength alone to continue the race set before me.
And just in time, God spoke to me through His word at church earlier. I could've been something else, even worse but God's grace changed all of it. I think, I just need some time to be relieved from the thick clouds of despair that keeps on blinding me from the truth that God loves me and He is better.
Here's the song our Pastor shared earlier.. It will explain God's grace in a clearer way. Enjoy!
I'm just an ordinary girl who loves to write
But a mist
Life is but a handful of rambutan // Show me who You are
When plans get cancelled
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Falling Into You
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