Many times we grumble and trail the path of depondency when it’s time to show our gratitudes to the most gracious One.
“Why should I?”, we silently ask from within.
“He claims to love me as my creator and father, yet He neglects me in almost everything that matters. I am still jobless and broke; I am not as smart as my peers despite my efforts; I am still a failure in all my endeavours; I am still without child despite my prayers and faithfulness; I am still this-, He has failed me in that. . .”
And while we complain, we wield our devices even though they’re not as smart as we wanted; scroll endlessly amidst our wandering thoughts, and then stumble upon words. Deep words that say it all.
“RIP dear brother. You gave no clue you’re leaving soon.”
“I can’t believe you’re gone pal. You have the best heart. This isn’t fair! Rest in peace.”
“We lost a gem. A rare gem! Sleep on Sister.”
Touching grieve laden words upon the passing of dear friends, employed and rich individuals, smart minds, epitomes of success, quintessences of fruitfulness, wonderful people who were this- and had not been failed in that. . .
And right at that moment, we understand the deep meaning of every happy birthday; the value of every breath; the significance of every heart beat. The greatest thing of all that ranks highest perpetually.
Life. Being alive.
Yes we may not have all we desire and deserve (yet), what about the ones we have but do not deserve?
What about life?
The one thing that holds us in place, ministering hope and whispering songs of a better tomorrow.
He who starves today but alive may feast on games greater than elephants tomorrow.
A crash piece inspired by a random facebook post of a grieving heart.
Commiseration to all who lost a gem.
Happy Birthday To Celebrants
May Your Days Be Long;
In Good Health And Prosperity
Señor Joe Loves You TamTam