It’s the 730th day.

Journey Interrupted… or Emergent?

I didn’t think, 730 days ago, that I would be where I am today.

If I’d known, I’d have been too frightened to carry on. It would have been too much for my weak heart.

“And he said, “’Right’ or ‘wrong’ is not determined just at the decision point, but also by how you respond after that decision point.” He remarked that by the time I finish secondment in early June 2012, he may still be in College for a while more. The only thing I could bring myself to say truthfully was that I really don’t know what things will be like in 2 years’ time.” – 31 March 2010 

By the grace and mercy of God, through things that have happened, places I’ve been at, people I’ve met, lessons I’ve learnt – I come closer and closer to being right.

“… a God who goes with us, who acts as our guide through the blinding experiences of sin, sorrow, and disillusionment, who makes us lie down in green pastures, who leads us beside still waters, and who restores our souls. This is not a God who has sent a manual on how to walk through life successfully, occasionally offering from a distance an explanation of the text. On the contrary, it is a God who answers the journey of life as nothing other than Immanuel, one who is with us, one who sends the Son to show us the way and the Spirit to guide us as we learn to walk in it.” – RZIM

I thank God for my landmarks, though the wealth of good in some of them is still a mystery to me. For the good I now understand, I praise Him. For the good I will appreciate in time to come, I also praise Him. The tapestry is long and rich, and the Weaver is very skillful.

“In the long way that we take in, in our growing up, in the vicissitudes of life by which we are led into its meaning and mystery, there are established for us, for each of us, certain landmarks. They represent discoveries sometimes symbolising the moment when we became aware of the purpose of our lives; they may establish for us our membership in the human fraility; they may be certain words that were spoken into a stillness within us, the sound thereof singing forever through all the corridors of our being as landmarks; yes, each one of us has our own…” – Howard Thurman (The Inward Journey)


My little dowgays are fighters. Shot up over 4 days 🙂



About lilac butterfly

Live. Love. Learn. Laugh. Write. Draw. Colour. Blend. Play. Dream. Cry. Reflect. Pray. Sing. Worship. Bake. Cook. Rest. Give thanks.

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