Sunday, December 06, 2009
A few days back I wanted to go for a run. Crossing the stream that runs outside my house, I noticed from the corner of my eye a little birdie swimming towards me. Upon closer inspection, I realised that it was struggling quite abit. I scooped it out of the water, and it trembled in my hands. I could tell it was trying to flee, but lacked the strength to do so. Its feet tried clawing at my hands as i laid it down on my house patio. I left it there for it to dry, thinking it might fly away after that, so I went to run.
Coming back from my run, I realised the little bird creature had snuck under the table, hidden among the table cloth. I fed it some ikan bilis and left it there. After a while I decided to pat the little thing, but it shirked away and shrieked at me.
Suddenly God spoke to my heart.
I scooped you up from the raging depths and gave you life. I cared for you and provided for your needs. I wanted but to touch you, yet you withheld yourself from my hand and cried out against me.
The bird hopped out from under the table and peered at me. The past 2 months have been an awakening for me; I have never heard my God speak so clearly to me. I have been called for a time such as this, but I remained apprehensive. I looked at the little creature and thought about everything that has happened - two entire months of coincidences, of very focused coincidences. I named the little thing Trust.
I watched Trust hop towards a little corner where it looked really comfortable.
Slowly, Trust sat down on its legs. I watched as its little claws came together and its little feet joined, like in prayer.
So I prayed along and realised that finally, God, I really believe, and I know how to trust.