Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Pencil

By noon, I felt a bit overwhelmed.

Isn’t this too much for me? Am I really ready for this? Can I make this work?

I walked at the university not really sure where to go. It felt like I wasn’t really all there. I smiled, talked and said hi, but everything felt distant; like I was on autopilot or something.

One thing I’m certain though: It’s time for lunch, and I’m getting hungry.

Then somehow I found myself walking pass the chapel, looking at the mass about to start inside. I felt this sudden longing to go inside and attend. But then I thought it would probably take too long and I’m simply in no mood to attend. Still, I felt deep inside, I need this.

But shouldn't I be going to lunch? Do I still have the time for this? Should I really do this now? I really should go eat and get to work.

I went inside the chapel anyway.

Thirty minutes later, as I walked out of the church starved and about to be late, I was happy. Somehow, I stopped feeling all fraught and anxious about the future ahead for me. I felt calm, and ready.

For somehow I knew, everything will be just fine.

Destiny is that something you never really thought of doing, but you’ll end up doing anyway. Then, at the end of the day, when you find yourself changing the world around you, you realize it was not really for you to do, but for the Great Master to do, through you.

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“I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.” -- Mother Teresa