Disclaimer: I am not depressed! Just "penning" down some thoughts...

We lead a carefree life at first
Little problems, or at least..
Nothing too big for us to handle
We sit on the thrones of our lives
Crown, robe, staff and jewels in place
Yet never satisfied
Where is God?
Nonexistent... or far away
"God exists? Ya right! Prove it!" the mocker says.
And He does.
Plague after plague after plague
And like pharoh
We're struck to our knees
Begging for mercy
But soon, our hearts harden once more
Against God we choose to go.
Boom!
God's mighty hand revealed
The final display right before our eyes
And in the midst
Losing something precious
A loved one, a memory held so dear
So hard to let go
To say goodbye
What if God was on the throne from the beginning?
Would things be different?
This pain
Inflicted by ourselves, on ourselves
With no one able to heal or comfort us
But God.
Tempting thoughts...
"Is God sadistic?"
"He allows pain then brings about healing"
"What's his problem?"
But we know better now.
Trust God first; find out reasons later
Miraculously, we do
Years down the road, our eyes are finally opened
A mature Christian we've become
Moulded and refined
None other than through prior trials
Each one served its greater purpose
In God's beautiful plan
Pleasing, perfect plan.
The tears we shed
Every drop collected and stored
In the same blood that Jesus shed
The price paid once and for all
What we went through:
The valley of the shadow of death
Of sorrow, of pain, of suffering
For who can take away
The joy of the Lord in our hearts
When we are held safely in His arms

So let's rejoice every day
Knowing that we have the ultimate victory
Through our Heavenly Father
Who made heaven and earth
Knitted us in our mother's wombs
And who cared for each one of his precious children
Dying for every single one
And rising from the dead
Displaying the wonders of the true and living God
And yet
He's our Father, Brother and Friend
What a mighty God we serve!



Another random thought. Ok maybe not so random. Just can't help thinking about it when there are many similar cases out there.

Losing you was so hard
When my memories of you
Were so beautiful, so pure
You touched my life
In a way no one else had
That note...
How was i to know that would be the first
And final one?
The only one you wrote to anyone...
Then you took that plunge
Jumping out of everyone's way
Into emptiness
Till reality hit you
When you touched down
Dead
"Move on; get on with life!"
Why does everyone say that?
How can we move on
Knowing full well that at the same time
Someone has already been left behind?