God amazes me with his sense of humor. Today’s sermon was about love. How ironic. God is the best scriptwriter ever. Haha. Leave it to him to make me go to mass alone then have that happen. And on my way home, I finally decided to get my act together. I realized once again that all things and good wishes happen, in God’s time. He has only the most perfect plans for each of his children.
I was already at my street when it started to drizzle. I didn’t feel like using my broken umbrella. So I welcomed the cool raindrops with slightly outstretched arms. I even stuck out my tongue to taste it. God has mercifully washed away my tears with his own. Thank you for the rain. It’s as if he were reminding me that he would never desert me nor forsake me. An actual conversation with God. How I love him. And how he loves me (and everyone else).
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