With the thorn in my flesh, I know I am not made for here.
One journey to know thyself. I with such expectation recognize myself through layers of weakness of mine. One scar I would scratch open, and thus spread its mark all over this momentary vessel. Bitter I was, and occasionally am, led by vengeful plots. Despite the persistence, what still breaks me is lack of affirmation, attention, and unconditional love from fellows. Though I know for sure lack is only human. My weaknesses rise to surface undeniably. My scars look at me and plead for aid. Strange. They are taught to shine. The shine of light masks the unpretty nature, instead revealing grace and purpose. To know thyself and to complete what I am here for.
One journey to know thy chase. I am reminded by crippling features, yet with no expectation accomplish. Generosity frees me of my traumatizing chains. Guidance governs the indecisive frontal mind. Grace gives way to self-forgiveness. With ease, I come to terms with control, knowing great plans have yet been unfolded. If I rewind, what I witness is suffering and courage. Impossible to comprehend of destiny. My merits I keep quiet with the Lord. Calming. They are taught to humble. Humility is the key to the gate of channeling wisdom. To know thy chase and to know I am made for gratitude.
Still I know. Not here.
3 comments:
Your choice of words are deep yet comprehensible. I like your posts, keep up the good works then.
Where are you then? in Colorado I believe. =)
Aduhhh pak.. tadinya mo kasih comment, tp setelah baca, aku bingung mo kasih comment apa... penggunaan bahasanya terlalu tinggi, aku gak nyampe kesana.. Tp yg jelas, waktu baca tulisan kamu, aku jd terharu dan menyentuh hati ;p.. aku ngerti dikit2 sie (lebih tepatnya perasaan aku yg mengerti).. anyway, next time kalo mo tulis, pake kata2 yg sederhana yah, jadinya tulisan kamu itu bisa memberkati orang2 low kaya aku :)
God bless u
Ina
I'll keep it updated guys!
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