Past 2 days have been really heavy on me. Somehow the thoughts began and I carried them to the grocery store, to the shopping mall, to my work place, you name it. In fact these thoughts about my dreams for life would haunt me everywhere I went and I wouldn’t find peace with myself. There is a world of difference between where I am and where I wanted to be. Though I undoubtedly accept the fact that I am having a blessed life, I have to admit; this is not what my heart desired to be since the time I developed the sense of imagination.
God’s silence to years of prayers and the long-standing hope overwhelmed me. My heart sank in depression; my faith questioned. I was fighting the inner battle all night tossing on the bed until I fell asleep. As the Sun arose, I wearily reached to my laptop and opened up my email for the daily devotional. Tears filled my eyes to see and know that ‘he has not forgotten me’. He may seem to be away but is waiting to act just in time.
My hope rekindled, my heart grew stronger, my tears and sorrow vanished into darkness. Friday has touched me to health inside and it has indeed been a ‘Good Friday’.
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Although, because of our circumstances, like Jesus, we would like to call out loudly, "Eli Eli lama sabachthani?" we are always reminded that God never leaves us. This is yet another testimony in that regard.
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