I was holding Amy in my arms and she was clutching a small toy in her little hands.
She had just woken up and wanted to be held. I took the toy from her hand, and it slipped from my fingers. The moment it dropped, I gave a 'achacho' and she looking straight at my eyes, and with her little finger pointed up, said 'sonaen la' in the most authoritative tone!
I was dumbstruck at the way it was delivered and couldn't help laughing as she repeated it over and over!
I've had friends wishing me happy good Friday, and I had to say, you can wish me happy Easter instead. Then comes the question, why is good Friday called good, when it about the pain and suffering of Jesus and his brutal death?
Jesus died. I am alive. Killed. I am free. My curse is gone. My anxiety, fear, punishment, death is gone. I am made his child. I am grafted into his family. I now call him dad.
Why did he do it? He loves me and the entire world. His final plan to redeem the whole world. But was he a victim to the Roman soldiers ? The Bible says he laid down his life. He took the punishment that was due to us.
He was pierced for our transgressions and the punishment that brought us peace was upon him.
Now every thing has a solution. Every complex situation. Every impossible problems. Because Jesus died and he knows, understands the pain, the fear, anxiety, death and he conquered it.
And what's more? He's alive! His spirit dwells in us. The God who made the sun, the stars, and makes the earth revolve in its axis in precision, is in me! Guiding me, loving me, caring me, teaching me, hugging me every single day.
Oh how much good did that Friday bring to us!
Have you seen the railway track? Runs in parallel, but never touching?
Ahh, that's what I feel most of the days this past months. We are in endless calls. Calls with client, calls with team, calls with manager. I can blame the language. But still, I end up clueless on certain calls.
You explain something, and someone says another. We talk the same thing, but just don't seem to get it across! We start all over again, and end up talking for 30 minutes on the same subject. And then you wonder why such a simple concept as simple as abc take such a long time to get it.
Each one is built differently. The way they talk, understand, put it forward. The personality, temperament, attitude, behavior.
Many a times as I talk in this endless conversation, I remember the railway track. Ever close, but never connecting! It is frustrating and you can't help laughing how much you wasted your time, energy on something so simple!
I wonder what God thinks. His ways and mine!
I was passing through food court today morning. All was calm and quiet. There were considerable amount of people around. But was quite peaceful.
It got me thinking. No one can identify a manager, fresher, a DM in the food court. We are all the same. Everyone knew why they were there. Nobody had to be told to eat, or pick food, leave their plates.
I wish work was that way. No one to monitor, no one to tell. Every one just do their job, because they knew it was their job!
Oh how I wish!
