Dear Mandy,
So many thoughts and questions that keep going in my head... Some are redundant, some recalcitrant, and it kind of makes me wonder... "How come I don't have time to sit down and reflect about these questions and come to an astute solution?"
Imagine my surprise when God gently chided me... "Child, you didn't make time."
How ironic, isn't it? We always claim we don't have time, but we forget that we ourselves determine how we use the time that we have on our hands.
Many a time, we are afraid to use the time for what it's really worth. I know that the bulk of my time recently have been to do lesson plans or to complete marking assignments... on top of that... there's of course, time for rest and time for food. We tend to forgo the latter, and not really the former.
So I guess I was pleasantly surprised when I realised that I was ahead of my lesson planning (cheers).
Only to be brought back to earth thereafter, realising that my marking has piled up (no-cheers).
And the multiple other administrative stuff that I have to do, such as chase homework (goodness).
It's never ending, and it never stops.
So we keep running as though we are built on the world's toughest steel that will never wear or tear.
In my dreams.
We are human beings. We are meant to rest. We are called to be still and know that He is God.
And yet... I somehow find that God gets compartmentalised very quickly when the going gets tough.
I think it's because I know He understands, so I compartmentalise.
I should re-evaluate myself. =)