It’s truly been too long of a time that I’ve shared my words. Too much has happened in this past while; I think even writing a novel would not capture everything in its entirety. The whirlwinds, the ups-and-downs, the happinesses and joyousness, the sadness and trembles of not getting what one wants. The list could be forever long; to the end of the yellow brick road. Having this time to take a breather is wonderful. I think I don’t give myself enough space to just do what I want. Many times, I bound myself with deadlines, timelines, due dates, appointments, and much, much more.
This picture of a silent yet graceful town lit up my eyes when I came across it. No people are in sight, but the festivity of the lights and all the colours, the beautiful colours; they just signal happiness, cheer, and joy, to me. Christmas is yet, almost upon us once again. This time last year, I was bound by a much different lifestyle. Submerging myself in silence, smiling meekly at that which made me laugh and oh so shy, nodding along to my own musical wavelength. These 365 days had me revert somewhat back to the person I once was. Laughing uncontrollably at moments, but also cherishing the beauty of silence, and the truth behind words unspoken.
Being thankful. Being considerate. Being quiet, yet understanding. Being kind. Being sincere. Being humble. Being loving. There are yet so many characteristics that embody how godly our God is. I am only one step on this path that I wish to hopefully achieve with my time here. It was supposed to be cut short. But the Lord let me continue on. Taking the steps I wanted. Walking the paths I desired so. Touching the hearts of those whom I never thought I would.
December. Rather, the celebration of our Lord, Saviour, and King. These times, so miraculous, merciful, and graceful. Belong all to him.