Alive and free
I want to roam the earth and claim it as my home. I want to kiss the wind from shore to shore, to touch the face of the sky from the top of every mountain.
I want to be one with the flora and fauna in the land. Yes, I want to feel eternity as I live at peace with every single element in this vast universe, with all the people I meet along the stream of life, with myself as I conquer the most unconquerable being, and with my God who has made me always – alive and free!
What is Patience?
Patience is a virtue I did not desire much, it had never been that appealing to me. I was more into “seizing the moment” rather than “waiting” for things to happen.
There is wisdom however in doing things at the right time. If not, we would only spoil what could have been the most wonderful thing, like a butterfly waiting in her cocoon, or a punchline in a joke that can make our stomachs ache.
Patience indeed, has its own value. It is not a passivity, but an activity, an activity that requires utmost discipline and strength! It necessitates confidence and hope that things will turn out the way they were intended to be at just the right moment. It is being able to contain the power within, focus it and release it at the perfect moment it needs to be unleashed.
“The poor do not need our compassion or our pity; they need our help.”
God does not rush
I’ve learned that the Lord does not desire to rush me. Rather, He wants me to grow in His time, and so I must be patient.
Before He sends me forth, I know that there are some things He wants to deal with first. Though I thought I was prepared, He showed me I wasn’t ready yet. He made me come face to face with my weaknesses and I knew that it will take time.
I trust in Him however, that He will finish the good work He had begun!
So many things can’t be explained
We all seek for answers, we all want to make a box and fit everything neatly inside. Yet despite all the advances in science, so many things still can’t be explained.
For instance, do you believe in love? In courage? In beauty? How should science explain all these?
Is love nothing more than the outward appearance of things? The fine arrangement of one’s molecules? And if it is not, if you tell me that love, as well as beauty consists not only of the external, how can you define it? How can you believe in that which you cannot explain?
Is courage the strength of one’s muscles or of one’s heart? And what is a heart if not more than an organ pumping blood into one’s fragile body? What makes a man courageous and what makes another man a coward? Is it courage to die for the sake of another? Why should a living organism defy nature’s law of self-preservation anyway? Why should one die for another creature which would only be tomorrow’s dust or another one’s fertilizer?
To what extent must we risk our lives? To what extent should we love? And what is love anyways?
Can you grasp it? Can you see it? Can you measure what it can do? Can you explain the reaction of the atoms of a person falling in love? Why must we love anyway? And why is there such a thing as love? Is it a power or a sickness? Is a person who loves still rational or merely crazy?
There are so many things we cannot explain, so many things our minds cannot grasp. Yet is this the most important thing?
To the person who has really known love, there are no more questions, only declarations of the salvation he has found.