She is not your ideal definition of perfect. Far from it, she simple, urbane and ambitious. She dreams and works like a stallion to reach
her dreams. She is inhales the beauty of the cold sandy beach evening breeze. Enjoying
the west coast reflection of an orange glimmer and shimmering of the sunset
over the water surface. She splish-splashes her toes on the lovely sandy seashore
stretch on a morning walk. Admiring the beautiful grandeur of God’s creation; Playing
with the sand and drawing things with her toes. She writes down her fears, she
writes her secrets too. She writes her prayers too. And when the ocean tides
rock, she hopes it sweeps off the artwork left and carry away every brokenness.
She swerves in the massive ocean tides, gets lost in the
moment of water experience; Such a carefree time, being held by the waters as
she swims and not caring for a thing in the world. On a slow evening she sits
in her coach. She loves to write and her journal becomes her best friend. She writes
many things. On a lazy evening though, she reads through her old journals. She smiles
at some memories. She is nostalgic about others too. She cries about a bunch of
others. Her steaming mug of coffee closely hugging the palms of her hands. She chews
a macadamia nut. She guzzles the content of her mug. She takes it easy and closes
her eyes at times for minutes just to let the mind go blank. Not just this, but
she seeks the Lord like it’s the only thing. She likes to think of herself as a
pyjama wearing prayer warrior.
She knows her life path. She has accepted that her loss,pain,regrets,shame,brawls,heartache,grief,desolation,shattered
dreams, sleepless nights, tears, sorrows, abandonment and burdens do not define her. That all this
are prerequisite for something divinely amazing! She understands that she is
not defined by her past but rather prepared by her past. She knows and understands
so well that the future glory cannot even be compared to this momentary
suffering. And so, she keeps hoping, trusting, loving, caring and enjoying the
moment very sure that the future is much better and brighter.
She understands that you have to be broken to be made whole.
That breaking is a painful process but when the potter is done with the
breaking and fine-tuning the mound, the outcome is divine. She understands that
knowing Gods will for her life pretty much changes everything. That it is even
more straining to know the will of God and try to run away from it than to walk
in unawares state. She knows that you can’t run away from destiny even when you
would want to sometimes.
So, she sits, she ponders, wonders, laughs at herself, talks
with God, fellowships with others and finds comfort that after the breaking, she
will be made whole.
She has learned too that things don’t always turn out as you
plan them out. That many are the plans in a man’s heart but its God who
establishes them. That some things go utterly wrong but can never get fixed too
to be the way they were before. That some things get broken, stay broken and
are never made whole no matter how hard we try. However, she has learned of one
who breaks you down completely and makes you whole despite the clattering of
thousands of pieces.
She has known Him for a long time and all she says about Him
is that He is The Great, I am, That I am.
Jehovah Shammah…He who is already there
El Shaddai…the All Sufficient One!
Blessed 2017 friends!!
