Monday, May 14, 2012

Smile, because of the sadness

All choked up,
yet not nearly tearing up.
Hands thrown up,
yet not nearly giving up.

Today, there was a roller-coaster inside me. But, the tears that welled up were transformed into thanksgiving. I will not allow the sadness to triumph, because I have Someone in me who is bigger than all things. The thing I fear most: He knows.

My 'Isaac', I offer up in prayer.


一 宿 雖 然 有 哭 泣 、 早 晨 便 必 歡 呼 。


See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, ...but seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matthew 6:28-34)

2 comments:

orange said...

i want to bake cinnamon rolls too! when you come back!

charminee said...

okay (: