The State of My Heart

It’s a journey to be reconciled with the past, especially when one’s life still carries the wound; it’s like a running sore that permeates the soul, a gigantic barrier, an impediment in any way. God’s promise, “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.” True! Comparatively, some shades of darkness have to be cleared and dispelled in one’s heart the revealing darkness that symbolizes pain, closed windows that block God’s blessing. Well, it’s a metaphor to the so-called ‘wound’ a kind of silhouette that’s difficult to mirror a kind of misfortune that ruins disposition. It’s hard to believe those who’re with God, those who teach about love and respect, yet, it’s a tragedy to see them on the contrary because they live with hypocrisy and irony. This is what I feel as I welcome the New Year, mired in hope that someday healing takes place such a great deal that needs love and understanding that life may be whole again with a heart that cares. The throbbing verses of cultures Chronicled as part of history the reality gives meaning; it's a pathway to move along, a commitment to future dream, a response to what is ideal. Addressed as a piece of literature the struggles involved with one another. It's a life of experience that forms, a historical menu to savor, an enormous task to fulfill. Lived as a language I best hear with silence and profound meaning; It's a human action and reaction, a point to what we're here for; being called to serve - a measure to Christian perfection. Proclaimed as a gospel of inspiration, with diversity of cultures that runs through this generation, its texture, zest and color, aptly describes, "we're one nation." Being grateful for various reasons with different contexts and situations. They're hallmarks to great civilization; with the continuing growth amid some afflictions, a message of hope, worthy of revelation.