I am life’s shock absorber. I am a toxic handler. I am whatever you call it that helps you get by an unpleasant situation. I listen to people who tell me their problems. I provide advise and counsel if possible. Like how shock absorbers cushion the unpleasantness when you pass through a bump or a pothole, I am that shock absorber that helps make that pothole experience bearable. I try to...
As I wrapped up my work earlier today and drove myself home after a day’s work, I thought about talking to God. Nothing fancy, just a simple catch up. I felt that I had missed Him after so long. The soul gets weary and tired after ploughing through days and days without water. I felt I wanted to pray and get connected back to God. And so I did just precisely that. I didn’t have much...
On Friday I was fuming. I had missed my flight for the first time and I was upset at myself as I thought my unfortunate predicament was my own doing. Afterall how else do you make sense of what had happened? I ended my entry my asking how do we persevere and endure when the whole world makes demands of you? Although I didn’t find the exact answers to my anguished questions per se I found...
I am sitting here typing this entry in the airport. I had missed my flight 45 minutes ago and I am waiting to catch the next available flight to my destination. As I cleared through the security check I was sullen. Missing my flight, albeit it was just a local flight really had an impact on me. It wasn’t so much I had to pay a bomb to get a ticket for the next flight, but I felt more...
It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end… because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing… this shadow. Even darkness must pass – LOTR, The Two Towers There...