WRITER YNA
The day I left my
vocation as a Church fulltime staff, my world broke into pieces. As a result,
my intense passion to serve God melts. I felt that I’m not worthy anymore to be
seen in the Church doing even the most unrecognizable work. I even lost my
desire in social sites especially fb for the fear that people will accuse me
and put guilt in my heart.
I was overwhelmed
with grief. My grief weigh heavily on me. Mourning embraced me like a dark
shroud. When no one is looking, my face crumples as if begging to weep. My
heart is like a head weight. I am weary of carrying myself around. I am
haunted. Numb. Lost.. I really desiring that the Lord will turn the page of my
life, that I may finally see blessing and restoration. As I stand alone in my
grief and losses, I hope that God’s restoration will come. Mayhap not
spectacularly but quietly. Such then when it is finally revealed. I will be surprised that it has
been there all along. Who is to say, God will turn the page of my life not with a loud and frantic shuffle, but with
a gentle turn of His fingers.
He already knows
what lies beyond the page. After all, He is the kind and and gracious Author,
and knowing the wonders He has in store for me, as He turns the page –
… He smiles.
It was then one
morning, while uttering a prayer inside a vehicle, God spoke to me very
gentle,"My precious child, you cannot change the past, but you can change
your response to the past. You must entrust your wounded yesterdays in My
hands. I Am your Great Redeemer. Let your gratitude no longer be of regret or
self-castigation. Rather, let it be one of a mellowed though bittersweet trust
on Me who loves you to show Myself gracious and compassionate. Use your past to
draw near to Me, not to draw yourself away from Me.”
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