I hope I can turn a painful truth into a soothing lie. But soothing as it may be called, still it's a lie, and soon the truth will unravel itself. It's better this way; the earlier heartaches come, the earlier to overcome it.
I never imagined life can be this tricky, deceitful, and surprising, all in a whole package. We long, we expect, we imagine, we dream, and if we get the most unexpected thing, soon we mourn ourselves to death. Do we think that life is like a remote-controlled machine that we can manipulate? It isn't, though we often think this way, honestly speaking. We wish things will turn out the way we want them to be, to fulfill the gasping thirst of our satisfaction.
But no matter how we try, still life will travail its own railroad, and if we will not ride with its flow, we will soon find ourselves being left behind. Do not let this thing happen. Let us try to lift one foot and step forward, followed by another. Learn to dance with the changing melody of life's surprises.
Acceptance is the cure to the poisonous sting of truth that our life brings. It may take some time to heal, but be patient enough to wait. Life is full of surprises; don't accept defeat and stop from trying. Life is a race to run; we must go on to reach its end. And at the very last hour of our breath, we can face death with a smile knowing that we had chosen to live painfully but true, rather than choosing a happy ending lie.
I don't know what's up for me tomorrow, but I know I must not stop hoping for the best, yet never disregarding the worst.
"Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." – Saint Paul, Phil. 3:13-14
June 7, 2006
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