Luke 10:21-22
Yes, Father, such has been your gracious will. All things have been handed over to me by my Father.
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My mother’s instruction is clear. Ride the jeep going to Divisoria, pay the driver and then get-off in front of the school, near the Church. Easy. But one day, it became complicated. The jeepney I was riding on made a “wrong” turn. I asked the driver “why?” Then I learned that there are more than one way going to Divisoria. This one is not passing in front of my school.
I was scared when I get off. I was trembling for fear of the unknown. I then looked up in the sky, and saw the cross on top of the church. It then hit me! All I need is to follow the cross, then I will reach the church; and the school is right beside it. Easy. Ten minutes late for school, but I made it.
The Lord has extended His invitation to get on board the jeep with Him. But we didn’t or failed to accept it. Instead, we rode on a different jeep, colorful ones, that promises to take me to a happier place. But it suddenly made a wrong turn until we felt being farther and farther from the Lord. We have to get off and take that path following His cross. Christ taught us that knowing God's will and living in obedience to that will is the key to it all! God is the potter; we are the clay. God keeps us spinning on His potter's wheel, shaping and reshaping us as He bathes our lives in tears to make us more Christ-like so He can use us for His will.
Surrender daily. Keep your clay moist through daily prayer - prayer that's in accordance to His will.
Let us pray +
Almighty Father, I accept Your invitation. I will ride on Your jeep and take the road the leads to a life of peace, joy and true happiness. I believe and I know that at the end of my trip, You will be there – Your arms outstretched, not because You are still nailed to the cross, but because You want to hug me, You want to cuddle me, You want me to be Your own. And I will hug you in return. This time, I will not be late.
Amen +
Justice shall flourish in his time, and fullness of peace for ever.
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