Spirit of the Word
Spirit of the Word
On a very ordinary day, in the middle of the bustle of the shops, God decided to join me for lunch. A boring same same midday meal of: A box of gozleme with a cold passionfruit and lime green tea, etc.; I was just ordering for takeaway, really. I went to four shops. Three of them gave me #77 as an order number. I thought that was amazing. Unbelievable, yeah? I was grinning in my mind. I chuckled andā¦. the fourth order was number #88? It was definitely God! It had to be. How awesome, right?
I shrug them off many times, because I do not know if God is capable of jokes. Perhaps He wants me to smile since I frown a lot, as if I am not enjoying life. I enjoy life, really. It is giving in to temptations and eventually sinning which get me.
But hey, I would say, God is making sure life is peachy. Life is full of lemons, and I am making lemonades.
Also, I would like to keep my Joy in my heart, from the One Who gets me the most; and loves me the most, hence explains my furrowed brows. No wonder saints and such refer to Him As their friend, spouseā¦. I mean, why? To me, God is my Lord, my Master. I am His servant. Full Stop.
And in that one normal day, He said hi to me (again). ātold me off (again), stop singing Why Canāt We Be Friends. I am here. I am your Friend, Your only Friend. I am everything. Your everything,
God reveals Himself randomly to each one of us. Pray with a sincere and contrite heart, He will find you, and You will meet Him. He will talk to you. and you will have a conversation with Him. And then you will realise how you have wasted your youth. But it is okay, He will make everything okay.
Also (again), I am not alone because I am alone all the time. I am not lonely as well. Becauseā¦ just becauseā¦ I am not worried about a thing, because every little thing is going to be alright. Thus, the Word of the LordThe Word.