The Beginning
And the hardest of it all is the beginning…
Sometimes it is good to start a new one. Like this blog that I am writing, a tabula rasa where I could write again a new chapter of my life and eliminate those ugly events that had happened. Arrange those happy thoughts that could tell a perfect and good story which I weaved in my memory. However, life is not like that.
It is not easy to start again, before I thought that I was making a good progress out of my life, then again things happened and of those things I have been working from the start was shattered into pieces. Back to square one. What makes it hard is that when people have preconceived notion about you. And they will remember you because of the blunders you have done, and that will left a mark on them forever. That is the way of human persons, and is it possible for a person to start all over again?
Beginnings… most of it are an end of something. He who chooses the beginning of a road chooses the place it leads to, even without knowing where it would lead us. I carry with me my past, and yes I do not know where it would take me. Sometimes I am afraid of the uncertainty, of the horizon that I cannot see.
Beginnings are not that easy, but at the same time, it is also a blessing. After a fall, we are asked to pick up the pieces again and start rebuilding. Yes, it is not that easy but it is a chance we have to take. To be able rise up again, walk again, dream again and begin again. Life is not about how many times you have fallen, but it is how many times you are able to rise up and continue walking. And the grace of a beginning is that we are invited to trust. In this certainty that I cannot see, all I can do is to trust. To trust that whatever it is, it is his will. To trust that he makes all fall into place, that I am safe. Trust him because this is best way to live, and nothing else works.
With you I am , always with you. You hold me tight your hand in mine… you bring all things to a good end, you lead me on your pleasure, what is heaven to me without you? Where am I on earth if you are not there? Though my body is broken down, though my heart dies you are my rock… the future awaits for me. Far away from you, life is not life. To break faith with you is to be no one.
With you my highest God, with you I am… secure.
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