A Love Triangle: Me, My dad and ...

Ever since I accepted Christ five years ago, He has been faithful in consistently moulding me with the experiences that life complex journey has to offer. Facing life becomes so much easier when we are armed with the knowledge of God's love, and the faith that with Him by our side, all things are possible. God's ways of working out things are mysterious, and very often beyond our comprehension. His patience and seemingly slowness in acting out often becomes overbearing and intolerable for someone as impatient as me. Now I realize that this is because He respect human freedom regardless of cost in showing us the right way. I still remember last December (2004), as I was sitting by the bedside of my father, holding his almost lifeless hand. Life in its true realistic form minus all its hopes and dreams was made very clear to me. I watch him helplessly as he slowly fades into oblivion. As the countdown begins for his last journey, and i watch him trying to say things--perhaps things that he had kept for another day and never got the chance to say. My father and I still had a lot of unfulfilled plans. I couldn't understand why everything had come to an abrupt end and that too in such an unexpected way.
I had pleaded with God to give him more time to prove himself. But during those trying moments, God seemed adamant. I had no part to play and no importance at all in His will. He wanted His way and He had it.Subsequently, the aftermath was my faith unconsciously dwindling away, with seeds of doubts gearing its ugly head as to whether i matter to God.

Even though, I , as the building was immature and weak, God as the foundation stone was strong and constant. Through the pain, He revealed to me the internal weaknesses that were inherent in me, which had been obstructing His Grace. Gradually, with this realisation comes the strength to cope with it. I learn that we cannot prevent the birds of sadness from flying over our heads, but we can prevent them from nestling in our hair through divine intervention.

Sometimes pain can do what even joy cannot do, such as exposing the vanity of earth's trifles and filling our heart with longing for the peace in heaven.