Random musings

The past tends to weigh us down. Every once in a while, the sense of having done something irreversible makes us despair. We count the wasted years, the torment of waiting with no answers. Yet, Jesus comes to us lovingly and says, Rise, let us be going (Matthew 26:46). We expect God to come to us with a vision, to give us something supernatural to pull us out. Many a times, He does but on a lot of occasions, His instruction is very simple.  Arise and eat (1 Kings 19:5) . He simply told Elijah to do a very ordinary thing, to get up and eat. To take that initiative against depression. To rely on God's provision to pull him through. If we were never depressed, we would have no capacity for happiness or exaltation.  Jesus knows that in our human mind, we cannot handle anything beyond today. So, He tells us to take it one day at a time. Each day has sufficient worry and trouble of its own. Each day has the capacity to produce immeasurable joy. So, to rest in Him.

Solid, dependable, kind, generous, authentic and honest. He's not someone to overtly express affection or give hugs or kisses or say ' I love you '. Yet, he made me feel special and important, without being expressive.  I haven't heard him complain, even when times were tough. It broke our heart when we finally saw him break down when Mummy died. It's easy to take for granted a parent who is alive, especially when the one who is gone is missed so much. But, our papa is here. And, we need to cherish and love him, for as long as possible. This is the reality my sister and I need to be aware of. I didn't learn of God from Papa. In fact, he was agnostic for most of his life. He would sing Christian songs with Mummy,  and attend church on a few special occasions  Mummy held on to her faith for as long as she lived. But, with Papa, he was a skeptic. I saw him pick up a bible and read it, looking for answers, after mummy died. And he read it quickly, in 8 mon