Life and near misses

While driving to work today, I thought of my bed time prayer last night, the usual, some parts that asked the Lord to give me strength to face the new workweek, to protect me and my family from harm, to give us good health. It actually was a hurried prayer which I thought was necessary because I am currently not in the best shape.

Prayer has always been my armor, I am not ashamed to say, and the faith that God is always there, will always be there, is my strength. There are a myriad of questions I want God to answer, the whys, mostly, but then, who am I to ask Him to explain? Again, my faith always gives me the push to prod on, even during the most difficult of times. Even in the most confusing of times, even in the most questionable of times. My faith allows me to sing “the sun will come out tomorrow”. There are other songs but this old movie Annie is one of my favorite classics.

While humming myself to office, as if in a throwback or a flashback whatever, as if on cue, I realized I’ve had so many near miss experiences on the road. They rattled me, gave me moist palms, sent my heart going frantic beats. And not to forget acidic stomach. As if in a spark of realization, I may not have prayed as much as I should but God never left me. Even in times when I barely even remember to pray. In times when I don’t even simply just think of Him. Most times I don’t talk to God are those when I am really burdened by something. But today, especially today, when I am down, seems like God reminded me that whatever I am going through, He carries me without my knowing.

Funny, I remember singing while driving during sand storms, freak rains in Dubai. Not any song but songs sang or played during church procession in my hometown. Anybody who can relate should have started humming a familiar tune by now. We all do, I know. And that familiar tune will stay with you for some time. But one more reason that I am smiling now, is the fact that God has always been there and will always be, no matter what. Near miss or no. Life and near misses.

Simply put, I want to tell stories. I want to show you pictures from places I've been to. I want to show you the world from the eyes of a daughter, a sister, a friend, a wife, a mother, a grandmother. From the eyes of a neighbor, a colleague, an OFW.

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