Losing Grip, Finding Ground

The whirlwind has started again.
Somehow I feel alive in the whirlwind.
Fun, laughter, joy, tears, pain, anger, sorrow, regret, anguish, hope, faith, love.
All these tell me I am still alive.
Losing grip of everything, yet find new ground to stand on.

When I think about it, a hope glimmers.
A voice tells me to let go.
And I lose grip.

In return, God fills my life with His Word, His promises, His true Self.
He shows me the good fruit. He also shows me where the bad fruit is.
And I keep pressing on.

Third week of school.
The pressure is mounting.
The last lesson of the week is a brain juice drainer.
Everyone gets out of class mentally exhausted.
But it's exhilerating.
Really exhilerating.

I see new sides to things I've never noticed before.
For that I am grateful for the new insights.
I must learn to embrace change.
Not to resist it and cling on to the old.
People come, people go.

I too, will come and go.

Few things remain constant.
To learn to trust is a constant.
A constant challenge.
People close become distant, those who were distant suddenly find themselves near me.
And the cycle of trust continues.
I just wished I didn't trust that easily.

Oh well.

This too shall pass. :)

Jesus, thank You for Benji, Abigail and Shalom.
My Love, Joy and Peace.