I am asking the Lord for a sign, as to which direction I shall take. Foolish me, anything and everything is a sign! The Lord has made every day beautiful that is surely a sign. The sun rises in the east, from the darkest night; it slowly colors the skies with the magnificent hues of orange and yellow. Despite the early rays of the sun, the morning star and the full moon are still visible to the naked eyes, as if they too await the warmth of the rising sun. The grasses glistens with dew and the birds are twittering their daybreak rituals. I so feel invigorated with the day’s promise.
One of life’s lessons that I need to learn is how to accept. It is what it is, after everything has been said and done there is nothing to do to change what has been. It is pointless to feel hurt and pain; these will just defeat the Lord’s plan.
So if nothing went according to my plan, who am I to gainsay God’s plan?
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