tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24383995.post806402794354617380..comments2024-03-22T04:12:44.008+08:00Comments on Breaking the Word: Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24383995.post-55590927094262369182009-12-11T22:24:16.520+08:002009-12-11T22:24:16.520+08:00I used to impatiently charge through the many poth...I used to impatiently charge through the many potholes of my well-scheduled, efficient and packed life, resenting the untimely interruptions, and wishing to be "well" again to resume my frenzied pace; until I realise that perhaps these irritating times were divine moments of rest and repose that my frazzled spirit needed.<br /><br />God knows I needed more rest and silence, deeper being and creative time-wasting, playing and praying, willing dependence on his grace rather than wilful independence.<br /><br />Having been put out of action many times over and finally listening to my tired spirit and connecting with my deeper self, I begin to see the potholes in my life as real blessings- times of retreat from constant doing and times to breathe, ponder and wonder why life was getting so unmanageable, time for God to have a chance to speak.....<br /><br />Only by reuniting with my own soul have I found a clearer vision to reunite with others around me. What I cannot complete by my own meagre efforts (which is most of the time!)is turned over to God in prayer as I see miracles unfold: potholes being turned into pots of golden opportunities to be with the God who loves and blesses....<br /><br />Deep peace this Advent to one and all!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com