It’s About Time

As Amanda grows older (she’s almost 2 ½ years now), she becomes more expressive both in terms of words, emotions and facial expressions.  This fact dawn on me as I had told her we’ll be going to Auntie Katrina’s house for a swim today.  So after lunch we all get ready to get out of the house but lo and behold, dark clouds began to gather. 

I told her that if the weather gets worst and the rain comes along with lightning and thunder, we might have to forgo the swim today. She was utterly disappointed and you could it on her face!  She wasn’t angry or upset but visibly disappointed.  By the time we arrived at school where my wife teaches, Amanda was still having that mood.  

When my wife saw her, she immediately asked “what’s wrong with her?” After I related the matter, she suggested that we make the trip nonetheless, and if weather still persists, and then she’d probably accept the fact and not be that disappointed. Well, bless her heart, my wife was right.  With the clapping of thunder and flashes of lightning, Amanda was convinced that it wasn’t the right day for a swim.  Happily she went on with her life and played with her cousin.   

Amanda sure grows up fast; I just pray that we keep pace with her along with great dependence on God for wisdom in guiding her in life’s choices.  

Frankly, I am tired and frustrated by what’s going on in life.  Tired because of a lack of sleep; frustrated because of lack of time to do my study; lack of fellowship steep in trust and godly objectivity.  To top it off, frustrated by the self-preserving mindset of coworker who doesn’t seem to realize that what has been done for him is to his benefit and in his interests rather than mine or the corporate community of the saints.   Even his good and gold friends have teased glaringly (nonetheless oblivious to this chap) that he has a private ministry of a public nature.  Of course, those in the know realize it is a joke coupled with mockery that one that is in public ministry might overly guard his ministry that most if none knows what is going on.  I suppose some people just don’t get it.  Surely ethics dictates otherwise!  Sometimes I wonder why one would desire a public ministry with obsessive compulsive craving for privacy?! Wrong applicant? Hmm.

  Why the sweat?  Maybe I should just follow him – a nonchalant attitude, or as the old-timer in SAF says “bor chap” and “act blur” until something serious crops up and then say, “why like that?” or “is it?”

>Then again, is that godly service?  Sometimes the flesh says, give the fella what he ordered.  What goes around comes around, heh? If that’s the case then life as the preacher says, is “vanity” or pointless endeavor.  I’ll plod on and trust that in time, this fella will realize his stunted growth and do something about it; or that God will vindicate me before those who thought negatively of what I’m trying to do. 

Sufficient ranting of the day is the evil thereof.