When you’re both guilty of something doneYet neither is sorry
It is quite a queer moment
When one gropes in the dark
And another is enlightened
There is a sweet delight in being blind.
There is misery when eyes are opened.
There is peace in the loud laughters of night
But endless screams of pain when brought to light
Light passes thru eternity
Dark lingers for the time being
Sooner or later one or the other will prevail
And somehow, in slow motion, my palms flew to my face and my head shook ever so slowly from side to side…..
…and then deep sigh……
When friends abandoned him, Paul asked God not to count their actions against them (4:16). He followed the example of Jesus, who prayed for the Father to forgive His persecutors. What’s your response when friends let you down? Forgiveness is the choice that pleases God every time.
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference. ”
– Robert Frost
And this Frost poem I know is famous. The last line though caused me a bothersome thought:
Or when can you say that you have took the road less travelled?
What are these roads that fork that I need to choose which path to tread on?
It was an observation and an on-going thesis statement : the world will always try to escape facing relevant issues by indulging what appeals to the senses as “happy”.
It goes from big scale – worldwide.
; to small scale – everyday relationship with colleagues.
And the more that it goes on making us “happier”, the stronger the conviction that facing relevant issues should not be an option.
It builds a bandwagon. Sooner or later a culture.
What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Ok. So maybe there is this one thing that I have to go down on my knees for to really ask God for direction for.
In cruising to figuring out how to deal with platonic relationships, I guess i have that man on the cross to look up to. The man who was in pain, on the cross, shamed and abandoned by His everyday companions (yes, technically the term is “friends” .. but somehow my senses cannot put the term “friends” and “abandon” in one sentence) and yet see through the flaws of the fallen world in the eyes of grace and say,
“Forgive them Father for they do not know what they are doing”…
Could it be? Could it really be that the people you relate to do not actually know what their actions imply? And when their words portray a different lie? Do they not know how confusing their terms and conditions are?
Oh i pray that my eyes will see in the same spectrum of grace – that i may still love,care and be compassionate until He takes me home.
I tap on that privilege in this relationship with my God that i CAN come to Him with all the shattered pieces of what I know, so He can tell me what He has in mind.
I’m not sure i spelled that right.
So here I am in a coffee shop trying to re-collect myself. It’s been a really long time since i have found the time and urge to really sit down, chill by myself and do a little re-collecting. It’s hard these days. If it is not the television, it’s instagram, facebook and twitter (rarely the television, really) that takes my time away from getting a little woooozah.
So i was browsing.. ahem… facebook and saw a tag line from one of the picture post : “WHEN THE ODDS ARE AGAINST YOU.” Being very far from consisitent in taking daily altar time outs, I do feel like the odds are against me these days. I have questions.
I decided to read on.
When I read the verses highlighted below:
And my mind just blew up saying, “NOT FAIR!” Just immediately though, i stopped and laughed at myself. In my mind, had it been that God was clear to us now as He was before, the questions hanging in my head would be oh so easily resolved. But no. The clearest instruction He gives is to “Keep calm.” which is not easy.
“Stay still”. . .
SO there.. did I get the whole passage? No. Which shows just how distracted I am with my thoughts that I never got to really understand what the verse has to say to me.
And right now…. I just got the chance to look around and it seems I am the only one in the coffee shop.
Gotta go. Re-collect again maybe tomorrow.
Sub. Under par. Ordinary. Regular.
Un-ordinary(if there is such a word). Special.
I really have no solid train of thought here. I am just tapping away on my phone keys. Just two words swimming in my head : Regular and Special.
Has it ever crossed anyone’s mind how a regular becomes too boring hence we look for something special? And yet both are in infinite loop.
A regular contains the consistency and integrity we want. But predictability tarnishes the comfortable regularity and we thirst for a little “umph”. The special “umph”-esizes mystery – a gift wrapped in a curious wrapper. It teases the senses and constantly challenges the psyche to try. But it won’t be long until the consistent “umph” reaches its maximum and becomes ordinary – predictable if the rhythm is caught or a plain uncaring tease.
It becomes a regular.
If you want to be special …. try not to be regular.
But if you become consistently special you turn into a regular.
Everything has a shelf life.
We are on a flight…
Let me be your wing
Until you gain your might
And heal completely
Wipe your tears
And you will be ready
In a little while
When you find your smile
Slowly loosen your grip
And trust mine
Spread your wing
Be lifted by the wind
Lift up your chin
When time is right
My grip will no longer be tight
Enjoy the breeze
You will glide
Be brave im on your side
You can hold out any time
Let the wind carry you
Where you find yourself new
where only you can go
To live your truth
Distance is an illusion
You will fade into the horizon
The wind will carry me
To regain on my own
Our breezes will cross
Maybe in another bitter winter frost
Distance is an illlusion
I hope the most