For the past few weeks from my last entry… life has been teaching me a lot of things. The school of life has taught me the strength of retreating and let someone else, someone more deserving, to take the limelight. There are even crash courses about patience and surrendering indefinitely to the Almighty on things that are beyond my reach. I guess wisdom does come with age and some of it from the learned mistakes due to my own idiocy. Somehow I’ve come to a place where I am able to accept that some people still forgives and there is still room for hope and miracles.
It’s a good thing, I guess, and that I’m learning stuff during this beautiful season. Like I said, there are still rooms for hope and miracles. No matter what happens, no matter how absurd I may find myself in a situation, God is still the one who holds my strings and keeps me from drowning. Of course I learned most of the stuffs the hard way. But since its Christmas, it’s worth every tear and drop of sweat. So my prayer for you, who is reading this short Christmas note right now, is that God be with you always and going through everything with you. Let his strength be yours and let his heart beat inside your body so that you will find once again the beauty and meaning of your life.
Let this Christmas teaches all of us the beauty to love again and to hope again, despite the painful memories and whatever burden that presses us and weighing us down. Yes. May we all find Jesus, the little yet mighty King, in that old forsaken stable. With that I end this with a hope of seeing you in Bethlehem on the night where the angels’ voices fill the sky as the earth welcomes her new born Saviour, once again. Have a beautiful Christmas everyone. Love and prayers always from me.
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