Let Him wash your hearts

The Starting Line

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I've been enjoying talking to people these past few days. I'm reminded that it's the one (of the) real things I loved to do. To talk and let other people feel that I'm there to listen and be a friend.

After being someone whom "you" can talk to, I asked myself why I'm used to doing it comfortably. I realized that it's because my life was never easy. I've been through a lot. When I say a lot, then that's really A LOT! I practiced opening my mind to all the possibilities. I've been aggressive just to fight to what I believe is the right thing to happen. To the point that I  forget what "respect" means. But one thing I learned since the day 1 of recovery process, no matter how great our minds are, His plans will prevail. His plans will come to life.

Ever since I started to see what life means, I've always been willing to trust and risk my heart. I'm actually not the type that plans and does revenge (I've been there, done that, and I don't want to do it again), I let things go the way it impacts everything. Life is an experience of a big domino effect, and it's perfectly surprising when it happens in the end! I'm used to saying, "Okay lang yan. Hayaan mo na". I honestly do that. Why? Because I don't want other people suffer because my hands and mind planned to. I let Him do the planning and implementation. 

Many of us can't practice telling how we really feel, when in fact it's the best foundation in building good relationships. I was one of them, because I was afraid of losing the person who believes in me. But, as time passed by... It's only ourselves that we fool, and we must agree that He knows what we are thinking. That He can get us out of any situation, just by trusting Him fully. Because we fail to express, suffering comes. 

The solution I did was to cry. Cry out. Let the people who cares know that it's raining in your world. That your heart is weary. That you need a little comfort. Man can't comfort himself! Man can only convince himself that he is tired. Man can't do it all by his strength, man needs His strength. Man needs someone. He might choose you, the one who bullies you during your preschool days, some schoolmate, or a friend you use you know by name to comfort someone. Man is planted with natural ability to believe. The solution is connected to the truth that He never gets tired of pulling us up. He never does, He never did, and He won't do it. :)

Today... If your heart is weary, I ask you to cry. If you are thinking of too many things, I ask you to let go. If you can't move, I ask you to be still. Let Him move your life when you can't think of good things to make things better. Say a prayer. Get a sleep. Let your heart rest a little. I am very sure, that when you wake up... You'll have the strength to face everything... He will shower you with everything you need, only if you have decided to rest your heart, mind, and body to Him.

I still fail to do it, but when things get rough... I know now where to go. :)

Let me just tell you a story before ending this post. Early last year, I think that's April, I was crying the whole night. I was alone then. I was hurt then. Until I prayed hard, and asked Him to just hug me and let me rest because I was really tired crying and fighting the thoughts that what's happening are the things I don't want to happen. So, I prayed. I asked for strength. Until I woke up, and I knew very well that I had a real good and restful sleep. I know He did it. What's even surprising that morning was, I also knew very well that I slept on the other end of my bed, not on the (supposed-to-be) head part of it. But I woke up with a pillow on my head, and I'm on the (supposed-to-be) head part of my bed. (*u*)

If you experienced the same comfort, I'd like to know your story of it!

He is amazing! 

(Inspired after someone asked me to use my blog page in a different way. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.)