Travel light? Checked! Camera gears? Checked! Backpack? Checked! This season is one of our favorite time of the year. Why? Long holiday. Island hopping. Family/friends reunion. And those are just a few.
Then a lady excuses herself to get into her seat just a couple of chairs away from me. But before she got off she told me that she wants to pray for me. And that prayer put me in a state of gratitude. Every word in her prayer are the exact things I'd like to be prayed for. She's like reading my heart. It was amazing how she was able to do it. Everything is just spot on.
Love is a language we all speak. It is universal. It is visceral. It gives us a sense of significance. But a love misunderstood with ego destroys a life of purpose. I was once a boy. I was once in love. And I was attached to the feelings. It was addictive. It was self-centered. It was unquenching. It was a zig and zag road. My entire existence I have mistaken it for truly loving. It was painful. It was dull. And it was unnecessary.
Happiness is dancing in the rhythm of your soul. That is why I encourage you to fill your life with experiences that will nourish your inner being. I urge you to be whole in the love of God. I know life may throw a different game at you, and I am sorry for not being there (yet). But take heart and grow in faith. Let us find our path towards maturity that we may never rely on each other for validation. Neither you nor I can complete each other for in the love of Christ; We are already made whole.
They said it is sad to be alone, let me count the reasons why...
Recently I've been on an emotional downhill. For several months, my mind was a battlefield of conflicting thoughts. I was depressed and my productivity at work is a testament to that. Sleeping had become a struggle and daily waking up had become a tiring routine. I always wanted to go out and I became an impulsive buyer (the very thing I denounce). I tried to cope up by stress eating. Playing badminton had been a sigh of relief. A bit of jog makes me forget, at least for a while.
Before learning that story, my subconscious mind is always busy with complaints. But I now realized that the problem is buried deep within my heart. When my heart is