I was reading pinkpau’s latest blog entry a minute ago, and it struck me with a similar situation I was in. All I ever wanted was a good night’s sleep which I have failed to do so lately.
I vented out to Daddy God and threw all my tantrums and complaints at Him. Expressed myself to Him that all these matters are turning stale and they should be resolved immediately. No parties can benefit if we drag too long. I looked up to the heavens and shed buckets of tears. This is way too much, Father. Too much.
Some of my friends comforted me and reminded me about the passion that I once had. Hang in there, Grace. Hang in there.
Without realizing, I actually have sought the peace of God in my heart. How can I not remember the compassion of His love that has breathed life in me?
For once, I want a rebirth of hope. I want a reorganization of thoughts. I want a reconstruction of dreams. The moment I let go and let God, dreams can be rebuilt. Worst experiences of life can be extracted and used to create a new set of interpretation of life’s events.
You will also experience the breakthrough when you feel the power to wish the other well. 🙂