Ever wondered what it's like to be sick, tired and sleepy everyday? I do. Sometimes i look back and realize how indifferent we are towards the circumstances around us, that is until we're face with the same prospects that we bow our heads in humility and shame.
In reminiscence of the past memories i recall my carefree days where i ate, slept, drank, smoked and blew my health away. Some may say it's retributed to my pass sins, i say aye what you sew, you reap. I can only blame myself for having a weaker constitution than my other able-d sinners, perhaps they had it better, perhaps i have it worse. It does not matter, i'm now wallowing in the shame of my past, looking to my maker in hope of a miracle.
I now see the flaw in men's teachings and how weak men truly are.
As it's said in Ecclesiastes, everything is meaningless, everything.
I'm humbled by my incompetence and frailty as i realize how insignificant men and their plans are. Oh, what foolishness it is to dream, to plan but to labor in vain. Unless "The Maker" wishes everything is in vain. Oh the vanity of it all that men vain themselves up in vain.
As i pick up these pieces, i'm learning to thank God for each and every piece he's given. The good, the perceivable bad and everything else in between.
I may be a little frail, a little weak but i'll never stop giving thanks for the things he's given. In His humility have i hidden myself in that i may wander rise and soar under the shadow of His wings.
To God be all Glory. Amen.
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