It's been always an amazing moment if I am counting the days that the Lord has been entrusting and allowing to be in my life. And still when I am considering about where, how and what I am, I still don't really know. Indeed, this life is mysterious and yet so real.
It's like the flowing river that keep going on and on with or without realizing it. The life is always moving, changing and transforming and when I am pondering on these things, I just can not say what I am seeing that just keep moving without any one is able to stop it even for a little while.
Yesterday, this and that happened, now this and that is happening and that was a totally new and irreversible so does also the tomorrow and that must be at the door knocking.
Oh, life.... See, how mysterious you are! I even can not grab you here into my mind.....
Lord, have mercy on me!
It's like the flowing river that keep going on and on with or without realizing it. The life is always moving, changing and transforming and when I am pondering on these things, I just can not say what I am seeing that just keep moving without any one is able to stop it even for a little while.
Yesterday, this and that happened, now this and that is happening and that was a totally new and irreversible so does also the tomorrow and that must be at the door knocking.
Oh, life.... See, how mysterious you are! I even can not grab you here into my mind.....
Lord, have mercy on me!
Brother, these are beautiful words, very well written, like a poem. Is that what this is, a poem? I think so.
ReplyDeleteIn Greek, the word we call God as "Creator" is "Ktistis" and the creation is "ktisis"—almost the same, just one of the "T" is missing. But when we say the Creed, "I believe in One God, Maker of heaven and earth…" the word we say in Greek to describe God as the "Maker" is "Poiitis" which is where the word "poet" comes from.
God is not only Creator, but He is also the Poet of heaven and earth, and we are His poem. It's no wonder that, surrounded on all sides by His beauty, we who are made and renewed in His image, have also become poets. How could we not be like our Father? We are His children.
Nice word analysis touch! Thanks.
ReplyDeleteBeside math, I also love languages and this piece of linguistic taste (from your comment) is really make me glad!
Thanks for the knowledge!
ayo..,lebih semangat n lebih kreatif yah...!
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