Will keep this blog short since it’s kind of heavy, which is next to my very first blog when I wrote about my father’s illness. Anyway, here goes…
Friction happens as long as people interacts, even if it’s just 2 people. Hence, communication between people is really important, not only to gain a better understanding but also to iron out differences, if there is any. A long time friend used to tell me that the essence of all relationship is communication. *Hey, I still remember that, Bernard!* That is so true.
Something’s just not going right with good friend and me. Tried my best to want to find an opportunity to talk about it, but good friend seems to be always busy or tired. Oh well, I sure understand how you feel, friend. Waking up at 5am and heading home at 12am for a whole week is enough to make me contend with my bed every morning. *A holier term is called self-denial, right?* I sure stand a chance to wallow in some self-pity and if not careful, depression. Well, in case some people think that people with a gifting in encouragement also have self-encouragement ability, that is baloney (yes, you got it. Baloney, not abalone). I must say I sure need some encouragement, care and concern too. Indeed, time is a precious commodity and what you trade it for will speak volumes of the value of that item. Yet, it’s also not how much time you spend on something that makes it valuable, but also the quality of the time spent.
Well, did good friend and me argue? Well, not quite. Did we have differences? You bet! Big differences, I think. Not communicating is just making that those differences seem even starker. Almost like there are unresolved issues between us. You know, like satay without the peanut sauce, or French fries without first frenching the potatoes. Okay, do I make sense here? Not quite. :S
Anyway, strangely enough, all these happen not too long ago. Now, I’m just like as clueless as Alicia Silverstone. Couldn’t figure it out. Crossing my big 3 soon and…. with the roller-coastal anxiety… I’m just not feeling right. Thank God brother H sent me Phil 4:6 over the week, which I still saved it in my message inbox. It’s a good reminder to cast all my cares to God for He cares for me. With all that stress that’s mounting up, gosh…. It’s so bad for my brain. How do I resolve this? Only by prayer….
What ever that happens, I’ll still sing: God is good, all the time.
