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Hoping and Waiting
Since my husband decided to work abroad, we feel like we’ve spent most of our time waiting–waiting for him to come home, waiting for him/me to call, and when he’s home for a short vacation, we still wait for the time when he’ll leave again (he comes home every 6 months).
This recent separation is especially lonesome for us since he’s in another continent. Plus, I really hate the time zone difference between us. Next month will be my turn to leave and that’ll be another adjustment for both of us. Although we’re married already, we can’t settle down because we’re like two nomads with no place to call home. It’s been a month now since he left for UK and so the waiting continues. But this time, at least, there’s a bigger hope that we’ll be together soon and we can finally say that waiting is officially over.
Fear has no place for us now. Oh, yes it’s there but we’re trying not to give in to it. We’re in a moment when we’re really “Just hanging in there”.
But hope continues.
Aginst all hope, Abraham in hope believed…without weakening in his faith.
Romans 4:18-19
Thank you Lord because you know the plans that are best for us. Thank you because you have never stopped loving us. And because of that, we have reasons to keep on hoping and believing that we will stand victorious against any trials. After all, we are more than conquerors.
You are our Father yet you are also our Friend. You are the Hope of the world but you are also the hope that lives in our hearts. I love you Lord but nothing and no one will compare to the love that You have for me. For us.
3 comments May 31, 2008
Age Is Nuthin’ But A Numbah
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity of the appetite, for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of sixty more than a body of twenty. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what’s next, and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty.
-Youth by Samuel Ullman
Add comment May 30, 2008
When Tomorrow Comes
Since you came home from work abroad 3 months ago, I can’t shake the thought from my mind each morning I would wake up that this day could be our “last”. And now…the dreaded moment has come. Time for me to see you go again.
Last night, while I watch you sleep, I keep wishing I have powers to stall time and make it last a bit more longer. But the Lord has decided that the time we had together as husband and wife was enough for now.
You know that I’m never good in the farewell department that’s why I never go with you to the airport to drop you off and say goodbye. But I braved this morning. I can bear to see you go this time because I now know that you’re not walking away from me…you’re just walking ahead of me.
In my mind, I keep a picture of you beside me while you sleep. And in my heart I keep the hope and the peace I have each night that I will see you beside me when I open my eyes. For now, I bid you, not goodbye, my love. I like saying it the way the folks from Norfolk do.
Si yorlye morla.
I will see you tomorrow.
Add comment May 4, 2008
