little things
Lost my wedding ring, and it was a moment of sadness (yet bafflement that an object can get in my way to truly appreciate that the relation between me and bin is much more than just this object). It took me back to the day of our marriage, where the ring signifies continuity and non-separation. And there, was God, our biggest and most important audience of that evening.
Sat there, kinda already given up on finding the ring (coz it dropped outside, on the big road.).
Almost at the exact moment when I decided to talk to God to ask if it’s possible to find this ring back, I found myself empowered to step out of the house again to go back to the road to find the ring.
And there it was, stuck on the clothes I was wearing. I didn’t even need to step onto the road, I was right at the doorstep of Bin’s home.
Gentle reminder to self : how real are you, how forgetful I am, how present are You in this relationship of ours.
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Questioning my line of work, my life right now doing retail hours; how this impacted the frequency of visiting the house of God - questioniong my choices.
Going in with both eyes open;
A part of me feels the guilt of responsibilities and how we should really commit to be at the house of God every week - And then there’s a part of me tells me that God is always here irregardless; right here even as I type this. It’s not forgetting the most important person in the room.
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We’ll be moving to the next phase of our lives : a new chapter.
It’s the chapter of our new home.
New beginnings, new adventures.
