I always mentioned and vainly express how blessed I am to have graceful life. I will never get tire to thank God how grateful I am to have these chances of witnessing the beauty of world by my naked eyes. But then on the shady side of story, I feel sorry to people who lose their chances; to be happy, to chase their dream,to found finally their better half and grow old.
I always picturing myself everytime I have this spare time to reflect on my room and I can’t help asking myself that despite of my fortune to witness the beauty of life and world, still, I’m in that in-between of whether I’ve pay enough some kindness back to people surrounds me and also to the one who create us – who bring us life – God. Thus, I know I’ve already done remarkable things though and it may look not relevant or splendid but I know the efforts for that and I know it seems right without people eyes stereotypes.
Many reasons to be happy and to live; and there’s always one reason to swipe it away. No particular warning and the consequences will depend on the action we’ve made.
I wanted to knew the idea of leaving the world where there is hate, discrimination, righteous incrimination, subjecting people because of their tastes and races exist. In short, what will be the life of the other world? Because I’m already fed up to understand them. To demonstrate them how respect others vices.
We are afraid of death. Quite true, right? But I wonder, What is the beauty beneath it. There is always a beauty after disaster, right? Regardless of biblical ideology or prophet preaches. What are the vogues of death. Don’t get me wrong, it seem not right but then not bad for somebody to look forward on their death, right? People tend to look upon the idea of death as despair – I don’t get it, but for me it is just another hindrances in life into whole new level. If I will given a chance to make two choices in some critical moment maybe I will choose death.
I just to inform and clarify you things. I’m a simple person with full of complicated fascination on everything; I also demote the idea of suicide. But I emphatically get why they tend to chose the idea of cutting the rope of their lives. Thus, looking for another space they can actually fits in. To be themselves without prejudice and bad judgments
Well maybe for somebody this absurd and I respect your opinion. You can call me crazy or any insults towards to me but I really don’t care.
I will always love the idea of life, but death is another form of life – still you had a life, with a ‘little’ nasty scootch.
Don’t worry, I will never end my life like I’m hopeless and bargaining it up with no worries. I’m just preparing to that ‘what if’.
But here’s one thing, if ever that ‘moment’ of truth came and supposed that I am late to ask for forgiveness and prayers; it is unpredictable to know our life approximates – any time we can draw out our breath and God will redeemed what we borrowed to him by tomorrow, later a minute or just a snap of fingers and a like without prior and tentative notice. As I am not articulate to express myself vocally I will beg and ask God to take a glance on my blog. Particularly to this post.
Somehow this would be my prayer:
God thank you for the life and chances you given to me
It might look deceiving to you but all of words here are true
Countless time I’ve questioned the existance of your power and will;
how you should justly dispersed your love
asking why I feel excluded to your grace
feel guilty and regretful for being discreet with my faith to your will;
and despising your preaches.
Lord, If you given me a chance to know you more
Please enlighten me to the random monologues I wanted to know
The importance of your salvation,
How your prayers really works
How’s your love has greater than anything
And then, nonetheless I will ask for forgiveness:
On the remorse I heckles proud with.
And if you think I’m not deserve to your kingdom
If you see I’m not deserve for second life
You’re free to struck your retribution to me.
But if you let me crawl for another chance
I will never waste the time
to feel the bliss of breathe
to scorch of the ground of earthy bed
and permitting you to do anything for me
In your grace, I will surrender everything