rhythm of day

Another thing came to my mind is to learn to be flexible and humble to accept whatever life may bring. In my ancestor's language, a word which refers to this is 'nrimo' which simply means (v) to accept. It's especially true when I walked in the villages where the villagers simply do what they need to do sometimes without any lofty ambition but to work and eat with smiles in their face (picture: a Javanese lady nrimo). In nrimo, we are taught not to be passive and giving up, but to be so much flexible and flow like the water in the stream. Be it in the trouble and great sorrow, be it in happy moments, simply accept what is going on and do what we can do with it in peace of mind, and not with ambitions. That what makes Javanese so meek and yet sometimes unheard, unmoved.

Now, it's time for me to recognize this and come back to the rhythm of the day... being present and give the heart totally to the Lord and what He entrusts me. There is time to draw the water and there is a time to pour it out. Freely receive, freely give. Never take a hold and nrimo, because the faithful Hands of the Lord is at work!