It was a pretty saturday evening. From a distance, I heard my husband and my son giggling noise and excitement voice in the bathroom, I also heard some occassional splashing and "NO" being shouted.
Laying in my bed. I smiled.
The air was fresh and clear, the road beside our apartement had gone quiet, our upstair neighbour seems to be out too....well, a usual quiet saturday night in my house.
I opened my window, and there it is... the sun having her farewell party in the sky. Another beautiful day just ended. It's a lot has been going on for the last few weeks.
In the stillness of the night, these few weeks episode flashing clearly on my mind. I was still feeling at loss that our dear friend, Jacob and Grace, had to stay put in Singapore regardless the success of getting admitted in MBA course. Apparently, God has a different plan for them.
I believe our loss here will be a blessing somewhere else. Few days ago was suppose to be the day that we all reunited again here in UK.
My weariness grew more as I remember about my husband's visa which will expire soon. I definetely hate dealing with UK Border Agency.
"Ah, It was not AS important". I was telling myself.
I was thinking about two friend of mine whose marriage was in a wreck, and both of them has been telling me the misery. I was thinking about our missionary friend who just lost their youngest son on road accident a week ago. About 3 weeks ago I receive the the good news that my sister in law was expecting. However, they just lost their baby 2 days ago.
I simply lost words.
On the other hand, my grandfather situation has not yet improve.
I sighed. There is so many load of life.
Suddenly, a verse appear on my memory...
"Be still, and know that I am God"
(Psalm 46 : 10a)
I feel the rush of peace and comfort. Yes, I almost forgotten. Many times I was in such a hurry to tell God loads of my hope and expectation. Many times my prayer was just pleading to God, requesting Him to take out all of my problem in life.
But have I give Him a chance to speak to me?