Tuesday, March 01, 2005


Glancing nonchalantly, my eyes fix upon the well being light reflecting in the clock. Time still passes as the flame flickers gently to and fro. The light is superimposed upon the hands of minutes and hours, floating between eight and nine.
God's timetable happens in light of His kingdom come, His will be done; in spite of my ways and my thoughts. I would rush everything, fast forward through this journey, until it would be all gone without any result or joy, skipping the means to get to the end.
May I revel in the light of Christ, be the light of Christ to those around me, not taking for granted the time that I do have, not wishing away the moments of peace, joy and love that God has in store for me.