Psalms 143:7-8
Answer me quickly, O LORD;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or I will be like those who go down to the pit.

Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I lift up my soul.


A day feels like eternity, with moments of glaring into nothingness, hopes of acquiring things that offer instant yet temporal gratification. I have come to realize that there is a time for everything to take place. A time to associate and a time to dissociate. A time to fall in love and a time for shattered hearts. A time to bear the thunderstorms and a time to rejoice at the sight of the rainbow. He has made everything beautiful in its time. Time however eludes our grasp with tarnished dreams, skewed visions, broken hearts. It seems impossible to justify the promises lay down by the Son of Man. Our efforts sowed does not commensurate with the rewards reaped. But as I looked at the cross, I began to comprehend. That all the world's a stage. And we are living for the audience of one. This I started the realization, that nothing else really matters, for it is my relationship with God that truly counts.