Category: Words of Wisdom

“Jesus: My child, all your sins have not wounded My Heart as painfully as your present lack of trust does — that after so many efforts of My love and mercy, you should still doubt My goodness.“ – Divine Mercy In My Soul

Sometimes we measure the worth of our lives by the legacy we think we’d leave behind. If we are artists, we wonder if there is a painting or a sculpture that will live on long after we are gone. If we are writers, we wonder if we could ever write a book that will influence many people and will carry our name through centuries to come. If we are parents, we wonder if we’d be able to raise children who will carry our names and who will make the world a far better place in the future.

But what if we do not have children? What if we failed to write something that people would want to read? What if there is no work of art that will immortalize our names? Does it mean we are no longer living meaningful lives? Does it mean that all our dreams and all our efforts will be in vain?

Many times, we fail to see the true worth of our lives because we fail to look at it from where God is looking. With God, we need not worry that our labor would be in vain. With God, our good intentions carry a far greater weight than accomplishments done without faithfulness and love.

God takes the smallest of our gifts and blesses them. We may not always see how, but with God, the grace bestowed upon them works in such a way as to affect eternity itself. He uses everything we wholeheartedly offer to Him, and from our humblest gifts, He makes the greatest miracles.

Five Loaves and Two Fishes

Five loaves and two fishes
These are all I have
And I didn’t think they’d matter much
When there are thousands to be fed.

Five loaves and two fishes
And I was ashamed to ask
If somehow they could help
To feed those hungry men

But You took them in Your hands
And you blessed them
And offered them
To heaven.

And everyone ate ’til everyone’s full
And everyone believed
That you loved them
Cause you fed them.

And all these out of my small gift
The ones I thought didn’t matter
With five loaves and two fishes
You satisfied the hunger of men.

One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, said to him, “There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish, but what are these amongst so many?”
Jesus said, “Have the people sit down.” Now there was much grass in that place. So the men sat down, in number about five thousand. Jesus took the loaves; and having given thanks, he distributed to the disciples, and the disciples to those who were sitting down; likewise also of the fish as much as they desired. When they were filled, he said to his disciples, “Gather up the broken pieces which are left over, that nothing be lost.” So they gathered them up, and filled twelve baskets with broken pieces from the five barley loaves, which were left over by those who had eaten. – John 6, WEBBE

What if I fall? What if I fly? These are the questions we often ask ourselves when we’re afraid. But does it always have to be either one or the other? In real life, we can experience both. We can fall. We can fly. But it is often those who have the guts to fall and to try over and over again, who eventually learn how to fly.

Sometimes, you just breathe in the morning air and you know there’s something good that will happen along the way. Nothing new has happened yet, there are no visible signs. But deep within you, you know your prayer was heard, that there is a grace that is given, the grace of HOPE.

Morning Joy

Joy is in cool mornings,
A cool morning breeze when the sun is bright;
Joy is in this feeling,
Of rebirth and delight.

And I yearn to wake up and awaken;
I yearn to walk beneath the light;
I yearn to walk just near the trees,
And watch some little birds in flight.

I yearn to walk just near the shore,
And watch the waves at sea;
There’s nothing I could ask for more,
Than earth’s enchanting melody.

In the early hour of the day,
When night has just passed away;
When all is fresh, and all is beautiful,
When all is brilliant, ever pure.

Joy is in cool mornings;
A stroll amidst a brand new day,
When life is just beginning,
When angels sing and dance and pray!

It is because of The LORD’s loving kindnesses that we are not consumed, because his compassion doesn’t fail. They are new every morning. – Lamentations 3, WEBBE

It is said that it is quite often the last key in the bunch that is able to open the lock. It is the last key that makes a way. It is the last key that opens the door we’ve been trying so very hard to get through.

But what’s interesting about the last key is that it can remain unused for so long. Why? Because we want to hold on to it for as long as we could. We want to hold on to the idea that we can still resort to something after all else fails. We want to hold on to HOPE.

Because what happens if we did try to use the last key and it doesn’t work? We would have lost everything. It would have been worse than waiting before a closed door.

But the truth is that whatever may be our fears, we must find the courage to use that key. We have to risk losing our only hope so we can find the fulfilment of that hope. Using that key is the only way we can open that door. And unless we risk it, we’d always be left wondering, “What if we used the last key and found our way to what we’ve always been searching for?”