So here I am again within two days of my previous post, as part as my efforts to keep this blog as alive as possible, and to spare myself the process of having to summarise everything like what I did in my last post. (to my own surprise, actually)
Friday nights are supposed to be light and happy. Not today. I fell ill on Monday, was coughing through the week, and dragged my heavy bag and aching body back from work today.
Not that it was a bad day at work, though. I just decided to rest well since I'd be needed for worship practice tomorrow. After dinner, a little housework and an enjoyable time with my brother Leon, I sit here ready to end my day after this post.
Why the post title? I feel that once again, God seems to be beaming His red traffic light in front of me. By that, He is once more asking me to entrust all of my cares unto Him.
Goodnight.
That's quite a lot, actually. I've been so caught up in planning for this and that, being worried for the wrong reasons and causing much damage to myself when I had an easier option- to submit all these in prayer.
God, like my driving instructor, seems to have pulled up the emergency handbrake, drawing me to a screeching stop, and prompting me to cast my cares upon Him.
How foolish I've been indeed. Little wonder why I'm burnt out and frustrated just about everything.
Lord, if there's one thing that I ask for today, that would be the FAITH to depend on You and commit everything I am doing, or undergoing, into hands. Amen.
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