It was just for a split second that I saw it, but there and then, there was a strange feeling tied to that moment. Something melancholic-not overtly sad, but subtle and lonely enough to warrant your attention. Something like your childhood, and your favorite item at the playground (swing set), or an emotional Japanese movie.
Then I could see the blueness of the sky become even more blue. The clouds moving at a fast pace. The scenery changing. Everything was magnified. It was like the sights became crystal clear on that train trip. Surreal, I thought!
Then I could see the blueness of the sky become even more blue. The clouds moving at a fast pace. The scenery changing. Everything was magnified. It was like the sights became crystal clear on that train trip. Surreal, I thought!
"Let Me take care of you,"
Train rides are therapeutic. Especially you take one in the middle of the afternoon. It's good to rearrange one's thoughts and priorities on the train. Nobody to talk to, nobody to listen to. Plenty of time to pray. Muddles. All that.
Reaching my station, the rain was pounding moderately on the roof and glass. There was no escape to this rain-I would have to be late for work. I prayed in my heart, not for the rain to stop, but that I would reach work on time.
Train rides are therapeutic. Especially you take one in the middle of the afternoon. It's good to rearrange one's thoughts and priorities on the train. Nobody to talk to, nobody to listen to. Plenty of time to pray. Muddles. All that.
Reaching my station, the rain was pounding moderately on the roof and glass. There was no escape to this rain-I would have to be late for work. I prayed in my heart, not for the rain to stop, but that I would reach work on time.
There really is nothing to do but to wait.
You can't stop the rain.
You can't create an umbrella on the spot.
You just wait.
You seeked His kingdom and righteousness, you asked with a pure heart, so you wait.
He will take care of you.
For all of 5 minutes as I reached the station, a book kept me entertained. Then, the air cleared. The rain's gone! Well, most of it. Still, it was light enough to walk under. It was so beautiful. The weather. The puddles were not puddly. The drizzle was not heavy. Just like how one expects it to be after a storm, that was it. Crystal clear, once again.
For all of 5 minutes as I reached the station, a book kept me entertained. Then, the air cleared. The rain's gone! Well, most of it. Still, it was light enough to walk under. It was so beautiful. The weather. The puddles were not puddly. The drizzle was not heavy. Just like how one expects it to be after a storm, that was it. Crystal clear, once again.
I reached work on time that day.
1 comment:
hey aisha! this is a beautiful piece of work in words. filled with depth in meaning, too, of course. keep desiring the deep things of God! :)
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