And I had fought SO hard for a free weekend to get back some semblance of a life.
To say I was frustrated didn't quite cut it; I was literally stewing and if I had some kind of ailment I may have foamed at the mouth. The tears that came were the only things that betrayed me.
Yet when I went back I realized that it was perhaps good to have some time of quietness. So I lunched, read, looked out the window, napped. And when my cousin called for dinner, I was refreshed once again.
Sometimes we fill our lives with so many things that we forget to take time out and refocus.
Going to church today was pretty cool because I managed to greet people at the door (most of the times when we're on duty, I have clashing slots on the worship team). And being with our cellobots - laughing, hugging, sharing - were a soothing balm over my heart. I'm grateful, so grateful, for this journey we share.
Rev Wong preached on the Beautitudes in the book of Ecclesiastes, about how there was a time for everything. Life is like that - you have joy and sorrow complementing each other; love and hate; war and peace.
If you have not tasted bitterness, how then would you appreciate the sweet?
God is all-wise; He knows that we tend to learn the hard way. My weekend was peppered with twin combinations of frustrations and much-needed solitude. Now I am refreshed, ready. And on my knees more than ever when I contemplate the week ahead.
Can't do anything without You, God. You are my strength unlike any other.
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