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There's nothing really grand about me. You know, I can get really clumsy most of the time. I trip. I spill milk. I cram. I can't cook. I even laugh loud and millions of unlikeable truths can describe me.
You see, it's not like the whole world favors me. You know that I know that I can never always coerce people to do things the way I do them. Like you people reading this, I am not exempted from doing mistakes too. I make a lot of them, in fact. And did I mention that I was even a bully in my kindergarten days?
But simple things can definitely make my day. Because more often than not, those simple things touch my heart much deeper than every extravagant way you know to make TRIZIA feel special.
Well, I have my LOVED ones who compel me to feel good about myself and blessed despite the unfavorable occurrences in life.
I have accomplished a lot of temporary things in life. I THIRST FOR MORE OF THEM. But I thirst for accomplishments that may never be applauded by men but will complete my existence like establishing a charity home, letting someone who feels unloved feel that he or she is loved, sharing a message of encouragement and hope to the tired and weary people, being a part of the source of relief of the less fortunate people and as such.
Believe me, the greatest stories are untold. The world doesn't really need to know...or maybe that young man beside you...or the whole class. It can even be between just you and your heart.
But way above all these, I desire to be the one that everyone describes as the girl who runs after the LORD. I long to run with the LORD with ardor.
To run with My Lord and leave the world behind...

TRUST and LISTEN: What if God lives next door?

My head had been in disarray. So many questions filled my mind to the point that they blocked me from thinking with reason. I felt like my whole being was cluttered with millions of papers and I was obliged to find that one paper which contained the answers to my questions. So I began my quest.

Every time I picked up a paper, I hoped. I hoped for answers. And while I do all these things in mind, eve more, I hoped I was doing things right.

Do it or not. Quit or not. Think or not – often times, I found myself being haunted by my options. I wanted to break free but the problem was breaking free meant making a choice. And exactly that was what burdened me. And to add, I did not know which choice to take. If only God had lived next to where I presently stay, then I would have knocked on his door. We could have talked over a cup of coffee. He could have embraced me as we parted. My life would have ceased from being in shambles. But that was not the case. Daily, I tripped, bruised and broke…until last night.

Yesterday, I arrived early from school due to Judge Soriano’s absence. I felt so down and weary that I only so desired to burst into tears. But even before one single tear plummeted from my eyes, I had opened my bible. My bible-reading plan cued me to read Psalm and Proverbs. As soon as I began reading, there was God talking to me. In Proverbs 03:5-6 He says:

“Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don't try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he's the one who will keep you on track.”

It was my God reminding me that that He is bigger than my problems, stronger than my weaknesses, & greater than my fears. He assured me that He does not expect me to know everything. As a matter of fact, in this season of my life, He only directs me to know and do two things:

1. Trust Him;

2. Listen for His voice in everything I do, everywhere I go.

I do not have to stress myself over whether I am doing it right. I do not have to set a journey to find answers. Trusting and Listening will already move God’s hand, grab me from where I am now, and place me on the right track. You may be situated in a place where I had gone. I encourage you to do the same – TRUST and LISTEN.

Remember what I said earlier about God living next door? And that it was not the case? It was not really the case here. Because last night, it was God who knocked on my heart’s door and paid me a visit. We sure did not talk over a cup of coffee. But nonetheless, we conversed over His promises. And when I closed my bible, there was peace which they define as one which passes all understanding.

And yes, the guy up there gave me a hug. :}

~Subic 2011~