Monday, January 30, 2006
The 'I couldn't care more' attitude doesn't seem to work wonder today. I am broken-hearted. That's just it. With every pause at work, I would sigh deep sighs. Tears would threaten to fall down although I am determined not to show it to the world. This too will come to pass, I keep on thinking. Whatever the pain I am going through now I would keep it to my solice. It is time to keep things to myself. It is also time to be brave. Things that are far from reality. I hate to admit it but I'm just not fine.
How do I keep the faith? Does God really love me? There is so much pain....
And then I opened PhilStar's Daily Dose. God loves each one of us as if there were but one of us to love. I am praying hard to continue believing....
The only reliable way to know that God loves us is to consider everything He does for us each day. And if there’s still any doubt, think of what He did to save us! The Bible says, "God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us" (Romans 5:8). Yes, He has clothe me, fed me, gave me strength to enjoy snowboarding, provided me with warm shelter, good friends. I am struggling...
Yes, I'm struggling. But at the end of it all, I would still want to believe and keep my faith alive. All things will come to pass but His love will endure, as it always is, through all time.
My only prayer for today is to give me strength to face it. To give me will to move on. To give me enough faith to keep going even though the future seems bleak. To make me smile again.
Sunday, January 15, 2006
GOING HOME
Years ago, I was enthralled as I listened to a pastor who for several years had faithfully served the church. His executive responsibilities had taken him all over this country. As he concluded his message, he told of one of the most frightening yetthought-provoking experiences of his life. He had been on a long flight. The first warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on: "Fasten your seat belts."
Then, after a while, a calm voice said, "We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened." As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the passengers were becoming apprehensive. Later, the voice of the announcer said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us." And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightening lit up the darkening skies, and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash. The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying. The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm. And then, I suddenly saw a girl to whom the storm meant nothing. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat and was reading a book. Everythingwithin her small world was calm and orderly. Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear werenot in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm, when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid." The minister could hardly believe his eyes. It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, he lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time. Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid. The sweet child replied, "Sir, my Dad is the pilot, and he is taking me home." Author Unknown Trust the Lord to be the pilot of your life just as the child in this story trusted her father and know that because you have put your faith and confidence in Him, your future is safe, protected and forever secured.