Weekend & Goings-on

Had to hit the road before dawn today wondering where this long and winding ride would take us--as if I was clueless to this unwanted routine--definitely not. Pretension is the name of this mind game. Better not to care though than feel the agony of traveling each single moment. The early-morning coldness of the wind was just too much to bear--it left my joints frozen. A dreadful accident along the way weakened my soul--it chilled me to the bones. Blah, blah, blah. But were it not for grace, tell me if I could take all these. Now I am back to another temporary home. Enjoy your weekend! 

Playful

Don't take life seriously, play with it while you can. A thin line to insanity is only a hair a way. I am speaking for myself. When life strikes its hardest, it is good to get reminded about staying calm in the arms of the Father rather than wrestle against it, restless. It is easier said than done, I know, but being playful every so often won't snatch my sanity or integrity or gladness or my maturity from me. My situation at the moment may seem unbearably brutal--so ungracious, but it doesn't make life less beautiful. I'm learning--forever learning from these billows that tempest-tossed my whole being--broken but not defeated. I am able to name my blessings one after another still.

Road

If I had to create a concept map about home, my closest word inside the bubble to link with would be "road". I am no gypsy, but I am no far different from this existence either--my reality. For half a decade or more perhaps, I have been on the go with unpredictable and countless travels to mark my calendar down and off. Really. Yesterday, we went through different cities and provinces. Today, I went farther like the deepest part of the South. I spend most of my time on the road and rest where the night catches my weary body--only to bring the best education to people in all ages and classes--where not a lot of ESL educators care much. And that has changed my perspective about the matter, in fact. It is fine, a home is really where the heart is. I heard. 

Discernment

Lately, and until this very second, such element called mind has been my most erratic weapon in making decisions. It comes off and on enticing me with lame ideas and suddenly with thoughts out of this world. So I am watchful not regretting in the end. After all, I do not have to possess a mind as sharp as a steel trap to grasp every predictable scenario including complex things--all I need is discernment. 

  

Cheerful Outlook

Spending the weekend over at Wat Khel Chey with my boss for an important meeting--a between life and death decision. Honest to goodness, this is no exaggeration. So grateful for the close of the day. Let tomorrow be anxious for itself while I continue to embrace a cheerful outlook in life--whether or not I see a silver lining each day. As gloomy as the situation that this life is bringing, as if it changes a thing by worrying too much--nope, keep hoping for the best. "Patience is virtue," I was told. And good to those who wait. Thankful still for all these things. 

Raging Battles

I knew it, even before I got back in this small part of the world, the raging battles have already started--waging war at me. All I have to do is fight the good fight of faith and row my boat onto victory. What do you expect? Life makes no promises of a perfect condition or a little sense of security at least--not that I am aware of. I rather put my hope in my Maker and have His grace and mercy surprise me. 

Discomfort

Go shopping, visit hospitals, and bank transactions surely are my discomfort in life--they do drive me nuts every single moment. I don't understand why they sting my soul that much, left me worn out at times. Unfortunately, they are also non-negotiable sort of to-do-things to worry about especially in unfavorable circumstances. Unless I want to embrace a life of a hermit, then there is no need to be in a spot of bother regarding such stuff. 

Wisdom and Time

A year is only the calculation of 8760 hours to mind, and it has nothing to do with my failures and successes. Whatever decision I take--whether good or not--it all begins in me. Blaming it on the revolution of time is out of the question. To plan wisely is top of the list of my short and long term goals. I rather be wise.