Saturday, May 17, 2014
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Writing has always been my refuge. This might ring true way back in my college and highschool days. When I always took the time and the effort to put into words whatever emotion I take. But now it seems, that passion has left me. I no longer feel the fire to write. Could it be that the passion has abandoned me? or is it the other way around? Could it have been possible that I have lost that love for writing that was once has fueled my soul? If it is, could I revive it?
I often think that I have this poetic soul in me. That little person which usually reveals itself during times of profound sadness, longing happiness, sorrow, nostalgia, indifference, grief, bliss, anxiety, love. That little person which I usually find endearing, and most comfortable with. Well, perhaps because its also I. That little person who knows exactly what to feel and what words to use to enliven the feeling and emotion of that sacred moment. That little person who knows how to weave the seeming intricacy of the words that would perfectly the capture the vividness of that single moment. Where is that little person? Where could I find that little person? Is she hiding somewhere far? Or is she lost forever? or perhaps it's me she's looking for? Perhaps she's just here hiding in me?
I am loved by my God. Every day of my life. Every single day! I praise you O Lord, for You keep on enlightening me. Revealing to me the wisdom behind your works. Thank you Almighty God for bringing upon me courage and strength when I most needed it. Your divine presence just soothes my tired mind and body. You alone is enough for me. Why do I have to depend on myself, when it is You who created everything this world contains. Why do I have to worry about insignificant things, when you have promised to us that You shall give unto us everything that our hearts desire, we need just trust. Oh Lord I am really sorry for my forlorn self for always, when trials arise my trust falters and I begin to worry again. Forgive me my God for having such little faith. You are the Lord who created the earth, the sun, the sea, the sky. You know the vastness of the universe and even the number of my hair, how can I not marvel at your glory! Oh Lord. Fill me with your loving presence oh Lord. That I may boast always of your glory! The greatness of your glory goes beyond the fame of this world. You are Omnipotent, Omnipresent and Omniscient! I praise you oh Lord!