It was a long day for me. In one and half hour time, I will be successfully kept myself awake for 24 hours.
A woman got to do what a woman got to do – preserve. Wahahahaha
I am very grateful for Wing and Pammy for helping me move all the things to the new place. If I were to do it alone, it would have taken me 100 trips back and forth.
The little corner of the room is cozy and on the contrary, adjacent to this cozy corner, is a mess, which got to be cleared as soon. Don’t our lives also experiencing part goodness, part messiness?
Have been thinking about a statement made from CS at LM this morning. She was sharing that life is full of trials and sorrow, many things to worry about and life indeed is very tough. She mentioned that if Jesus’s 2nd coming in now, she is ready to go. I guess most of us would have nurture this thought sometime in our life.
Am I really ready to go? Does God think that I am ready to go? How ready is ready? Is the “readiness” an escape from the never-ending trials or a graduation of much victorious endurance life provides?
“I am ready to go” exudes a negative vibe or a positive aspiration. Who determines which is which and at which intensity. Does it exude a right attitude or a wrong perception?
As I am writing this blog, my iPhone has just went wacky, leaving me in the lurch with no Internet access and causing a rush of panics into this quiet night. In a sudden realization, there is no alarm clock to wake me up for church, sending the sense of helplessness and chased away my peace.
Such dependency on gadgets and Internet has left me paralyzed. As I reject this feeling of paralysis, I embrace the comfort from God’s promises I learnt from the Book of Isaiah. I am depending on a God that will not “ditch” me in any situation. He is unlimited and unchangeable. He is my NOW and FUTURE.
Whether I am “ready to go” or not, I have already gained. Thank you Daddy God.
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