Today has been a dull day.no. a bad day. For some reason the
beginning of this blog feels like a diary entry but stay with me. It isn’t.
today has been one of those days when you have such a bad day that you don’t even
have the mental energy to fully acknowledge how terrible a day it really is. The
kind of day when you are on auto pilot; wake up, drag your feet to the
bathroom, take a shower, drag yourself back to bed and force upon yourself a
slumber that will hopefully last through at least half of the day.(the nap was
actually the best part of my day) anyway, amidst the suffocating feeling of how
much of a vacuum my day was, I found some time to think; to ponder. I thought
about the quality of my days of late. Of how stuck in a rut my life had started
to feel and how much I hate routine. Don’t get me wrong. This is not one of
those times where people whine about how boring their lives are of late yet
they are not doing anything to change them. No, I have been doing literally
everything to change but somehow it feels like the doors just won’t open; as if
I forgot the password to sesame and my repetition of different recitations just
locks it even tighter.
So somewhere between my naps, I thought about something someone
wise had earlier told me. ‘what if God wants you to learn something that you
just aren’t? what if you feel stuck in that place because there is a lesson you
just aren’t getting right?’ At the moment he said it, I didn’t really want to
hear it. I was pouring my heart out to him and simply wanted him to hold me and
tell me everything would be okay, not be my guru. Well ,I guess, not getting what
we want can be a good thing too. Anyway, hours later, I got to thinking( and
praying) and I realized that that wise man just might be right.
The school of life is not just a metaphor, I think it is a
reality. We don’t just exist and breathe for the sake of being a statistic in
the growing population of the homo sapiens. We have a purpose and every purpose
has a plan. A carefully pre-designed blue print to our destiny. Now life being
a school means we are going to have to take a whole lot of tests. And just like
in school, we can’t progress to the next class if we don’t pass that exam or
that test or if we never learned that lesson. I like to think of life as one
huge staircase. We need the previous step to get to the next one; we need
whatever lesson we will learn in one phase of our lives as equipment for the
next phase of our lives.
That inadvertently led me to think of something else. The teacher/headmaster.
GOD. I think that if life is a school then God is the principal, the teacher,
the headmaster; basically the one who equips us with whatever we need to move
to the next part of our lives. Sometimes we want to rush through the school and
finish a certain stage before our time. But I am grateful that in his love and
according to his perfect timing, God holds us in place. He knows how important
certain lessons are for us so he only lets us go forward once we have learned
that lesson. He of course, teaches us( in different ways) but sometimes in our
stubbornness, we refuse to learn.
Now like the staircase that life feels to me, that also led
me to think about something else. HOW GRATEFUL I AM for today. I know. It has
been a totally bad day. But I have learned today, a lesson I wish I had learned
many months ago. I have learned( or rather been reminded) that there is nothing
that happens in my life just fwaa( I apologize for the colloquialism. I have
always wanted to use that word in writing; without self-restraint) and for that
I am grateful. I learned so many little lessons today one of which was how God
has got my back. No matter how it may seem, IT WILL ALL BE OKAY. But I couldn’t
see all this without first embracing a thankful heart. Gratitude was the lense
through which I saw the different little lessons that warmed my heart today. So
in a way, I am grateful for gratitude.
The rain may not always bring with it a rainbow but one
thing is for sure, somewhere something is being brought to life by the pouring
of that rain.
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