After 1.5 years away, I think it is high time that I write again. (What on earth was so important that kept me away so long?!) Today was an exhausting day of an exhausting week and looking at what I'm doing tomorrow makes me exhausted already. To stave off fears of tomorrow, what better than to watch Pretty Little Liars? My, my, my penchant for adolescent TV dramas strikes again. Maybe it'd be good to bring some prayer and thanksgiving to the day. Nothing fills like these.
My prayer tonight is that I be filled with gratitude for things past, present, future. To be able to put everything in its right place (cue: Radiohead beats). To be happy about what God has provided, about what God has taken away. To love others better. To be grateful for the paths God has led me on. To be thankful in my heart for caring friends and generous helpers that God puts in every ordinary day. For meaningfulness in routine activities. For the rythm of sleep, awakening, searching, striving, resting, repeat.
And I ask God to increase my seeking, searching; to replace my stone heart with a flesh one; to align my memory and consciousness with the truth of his good purposes; to emphasize his blessings rightly when I reflect on my life; to focus on forgiving over fairness, and celebrate moments of courage and change that he's let me see and choose, for myself.
