Weekend Musing

Due to his diabetes and high blood pressure, which by the way are already stabilized, one of the stings this disease had left was my Dad's poor eyesight—his vision was deeply affected. He can barely see nowadays and it breaks my heart to realize that his main window to the world is slowly dimming. I cannot even fathom how crippling his situation is. Just imagine yourself being led to a darker world--a world lacking from light, colors and shapes; a world void of beauty.

From a person like my Dad with no habits whatsoever, this is more likely an unfair situation. But ranting about the unfairness of life won’t help. Heck, who said by the way that life is fair. These are just but one of life’s little mysteries that will be unfolded later.

As a son comforting his Dad, words do escape me. My two cents seem so futile…I believe, however, that in any given situation, you must focus on the positive aspect. Although he suffered from a stroke, he was not left an invalid. He can still navigate his way in our home, do whatever it is within his capacity and be able to socialize with people.

But keeping a positive outlook is a feat in itself. This is more of a mental battle than an emotional one. It takes a lot of sheer faith to believe that in every difficulty, a triumph will also ensue.

And as a family, what keeps us intact and what keeps us going amidst the difficulties and problems is by looking up.

In the dark hour of the soul, we must not forget what we've learned in the light.

God has proven his grace and faithfulness innumerable times.

I am confident that He is still in control.

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I asked God for strength, that I might achieve,

I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey.

I asked for health, that I might do greater things,

I was given infirmity, that I might do better things.

I asked for riches, that I might be happy,

I was given poverty, that I might be wise.

I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men,

I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God.

I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life,

I was given life, that I might enjoy all things.

I got nothing I asked for –

but everything I had hoped for.

Almost, inspite myself, my

unspoken prayers were answered.

I am, among all men,

most richly blessed.

Anonymous Confederate Soldier

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A blessed week ahead.