Life is meaningless, as the wise king said. Indeed. Life is fleeting. It is short. Too short. What is important here? With the little time we have, is it still important though?
How do you live life? This one shot? How to not give it too much attention without wasting it, how?
Sometimes I mean oftentimes, I don't like the taste of life. It's like a seesaw, which I want to ride on. But it's useless because I am alone. What is the use of this beautiful sturdy play thing when it does not seem to be designed for me?
All my life I think about the welfare of others. But they never get tired of asking no matter how much they receive. I do. In this world, you give, and give, and your pocket becomes infinite, you wish.. since the needs is quite bottomless.
When you get tired of giving, they will hate you. Leave you. Well that sounds cruel. Those who are not that bad will just forget about you and how you served them before and then redirect as they look for some other options away from you.
This is real talk but somehow a negative thinking. I SHOULD NOT COMPLAIN. IT IS NEVER RIGHT TO COMPLAIN- see, this is my personal principle. Maybe not yours.
I am not complaining but hoping.
And so I'd say...
I am blessed. No matter how hard life could be, I am blessed. Why? Because the truth is, I am not alone. Jesus is with me all along. That seesaw? It's possible to ride on. Jesus will always be on the other seat.
This life is just a glimpse of eternity. It is just a small dirt in the whole building. It is a micropixel in the biggest billboard. And what is here should not define my eternal value. It is God's call.
I should not focus on the complains. I should find the reasons to rejoice because for sure, God has placed specks of hope elsewhere. A child of God never has a zero balance. Maybe small cents but never drained and drowned to hell.
God's smile is everywhere. I should seek it from the rising until the setting of the sun. Even when darkness dominates, He is cheering you and I up. For as long as the birds and crickets are chirping, the bees are buzzing, the dogs are barking, and all animals go on with their play, I should not stop bearing the sway because my Lord has commissioned me to do something. The purpose has already been set.
The purpose is to give and ultimately, to LOVE. When you give, you do not just give to someone, you are giving to the Lord. When you love, you do not just love someone, you express your love to the Lord.
Obedience is a choice. As for me, I choose to obey. And for whatever is done, I just leave the consequences to Him. If I hear or see things that will hurt me, so be it, the important thing is that, we live this life obeying and trusting Him. God sees everything. He will take care of those that we cannot attend to.
This life is short. We can only say that it is lived well when we live in obedience to our Creator, whom we will meet at the end of it all.
Jesus, make me that person You want me to be until the time is through.
