Oftentimes,I asked various questions that battling my mind. But , none of those have been answered. Whenever I grief for a failed wish of a good career or a success of an exam. A past failures , a broken heart, bad relationship which makes me hanging in a catatonic episode of my life. Even it’s in my heart desire to fulfill such goals. It never happens. But, I continue to move on.
Even it seems so inevitable or explicable, it may seem so imaginary that my mind made up, that makes my life so miserable, that others can’t figure out my actions. Yes, Indeed, I’m filled with worries and fear from the past events. But, still, I continue to be anxious. Then, I remember a story of a daughter and his father.
Then, the story goes:
Father and daughter were crossing a narrow bridge.
Father asked the child to hold his hand, as they crossed.
So, the child would never fall and lost any grip.
Daughter said, “No, dad. You hold my hand.”
Father asked, “What’s the difference if you hold my hand
rather than I hold yours?”
Daughter said, “If I hold your hand.
I might let go. But, if you hold my hand,
you’ll never let me go!”
Sometimes, we intend to lose the grip. Certainly, We lost hope to continue life and struggle to some challenges of Life. But, Our Savior, Father in Heaven continues to love us unconditonally.
No matter, how many times, we fell on the ground, his rod stick are there to help us to stand. We might let go, but, he will be ready to reach us and embrace us tight because we are his children and he love us dearly.
As I seek my confidence and discovered myself. I have search and look for ways to enlighten my soul, to lift my hearts and mind to unite and think well compassionately. I learn to remember the story.
A delighted hope, that whenever we lose faith , there is someone up above , smiling and ready to accept our weaknesses and failures. We just need to ask and never let go of his hand.
