smelling the roses
when my birthday or new year’s eve. comes around, i always take a reflective pause to remember how i’ve spent the past year. in short, it’s been a trying year. i took the leap from proclaiming my commitment to Christ to proving that He is indeed my all. though it entailed learning absolute surrender, i’m in a better place now than before. surrender taught me that faith is my only companion in moments of darkness. it’s what begs me to see the light at the end of the tunnel and in most cases, surrender takes me there faster.
lately, i’ve been spending less time thinking about what lies ahead and taking on each day’s burdens with the amount of mercies that’s granted for that day. i have my moments of fantasy, but when the sun sets, i’m able to recognize what’s real. i’m not quite sure if this is a part of growing up or learning how to count your blessings, but i find myself thanking God more often with each new sunrise. thank you for my family, for the opportunity to represent who you are, for my daily bread.
life is truly beautiful. i’m opening my heart to see God in all things. i’d like to believe that the distance between us is closing in and i’m able to experience the freedom of fear, doubt and ridicule from the amount of love i long to express. i don’t care what the world tells me anymore about love. i’m holding onto what’s perfect and forever.
things i’d like to work on: i want to doubt myself less; trust God more. learn french. write more. learn how to live on my own. fight for joy. become a missionary. i’m approaching this new year steadily, not hurrying to see the result of my patient endurance. i’m going to take the time to smell the roses alongside the narrow road.
a vision without a task makes a visionary.
a task without a vision is drudgery.
a vision with a task makes a missionary.
