From Far Away Times
From Far Away Times
First and foremost, I must apologize for my lengthy absence. I assure you that it is not due to a fact of faith either in The Cause or the power above, but simply that I was called to focus on other things, so that I might grow and learn, waiting for the time at which I was called back to you now. Let me explain.
In the recent previous months, a number of things came to pass that caused my silence: The death of my uncle, the tragedy of a co-worker’s life, and my own broken heart rank among these things. In the shade of these events, I prayed fervently; indeed, it was the only thing that brought me hope. I prayed for protection, for wisdom, and for deliverance from the pain in my heart and mind. And during a particularly hard moment while I was praying, an image appeared in my mind: the smiling face of my old mentor. In past years, my mentor had discovered a similar ability we shared and helped me develop it. But she and I had not spoken for some time, as our last meeting ended in a fierce argument. Yet I was compelled to seek her out, to tell her of the things that had happened. And when I found her, all remnants of the argument had completely disappeared. We spoke as good friends again, and I relayed to her everything without sparing details. As I finished, I felt the rust on my heart falling away, the mountain on my shoulders removed, and tears in my eyes. I am not ashamed to admit that I cried. They were tears of happiness, in that I felt the Holy Spirit within me, and they were also tears of release, in that I came to terms with what had happened and knew that it was most certainly for the betterment of all.
I prayed, continuing to spend a lot of time with those that cared about me and made me feel welcome. I spoke with my co-workers, my friends, and some family about The Cause, and continued to do my best in practicing the ideals of peace, love, and understanding. And in keeping close to my friends and God, I was lead to meet a special person in my life. She is a constant reminder of the grace God has bestowed upon me, for the words of any language lack the ability to even partially describe the connection she and I feel with each other.
In returning to the life of college, I felt like I should share the story with all of you, if nothing else but to show the wonderful love that God has for each of us. Yet when I was praying about it, I was again compelled to wait for a sign. I waited, and sure enough one came. And while I was still later than I would’ve liked in sharing this with you, hopefully it gives you hope or inspiration. I fell into despair and called for help, and God guided me to safety. He brought my mentor back to me, strengthened me not only with His love but with the love of my friends and family, and opened a door not only to new friends but to my girlfriend. I leave you with a few lines from the book of Job, and hope that you too, will be aided in your time of need.
“But as for me, I would seek God,
And I would place my cause before God…
…So that He sets on high those who are lowly,
And those who mourn are lifted to safety…
…So the helpless has hope…
..From six troubles He will deliver you,
Even in seven evil will not touch you…
…You will be hidden from the scourge of the tongue,
And you will not be afraid of violence when it comes…
…You will know that your tent is secure,
For you will visit your abode and fear no loss…
…Behold this; we have investigated it, and so it is.
Hear it, and know for yourself." (Job 5, 8-27)
~Z
First and foremost, I must apologize for my lengthy absence. I assure you that it is not due to a fact of faith either in The Cause or the power above, but simply that I was called to focus on other things, so that I might grow and learn, waiting for the time at which I was called back to you now. Let me explain.
In the recent previous months, a number of things came to pass that caused my silence: The death of my uncle, the tragedy of a co-worker’s life, and my own broken heart rank among these things. In the shade of these events, I prayed fervently; indeed, it was the only thing that brought me hope. I prayed for protection, for wisdom, and for deliverance from the pain in my heart and mind. And during a particularly hard moment while I was praying, an image appeared in my mind: the smiling face of my old mentor. In past years, my mentor had discovered a similar ability we shared and helped me develop it. But she and I had not spoken for some time, as our last meeting ended in a fierce argument. Yet I was compelled to seek her out, to tell her of the things that had happened. And when I found her, all remnants of the argument had completely disappeared. We spoke as good friends again, and I relayed to her everything without sparing details. As I finished, I felt the rust on my heart falling away, the mountain on my shoulders removed, and tears in my eyes. I am not ashamed to admit that I cried. They were tears of happiness, in that I felt the Holy Spirit within me, and they were also tears of release, in that I came to terms with what had happened and knew that it was most certainly for the betterment of all.
I prayed, continuing to spend a lot of time with those that cared about me and made me feel welcome. I spoke with my co-workers, my friends, and some family about The Cause, and continued to do my best in practicing the ideals of peace, love, and understanding. And in keeping close to my friends and God, I was lead to meet a special person in my life. She is a constant reminder of the grace God has bestowed upon me, for the words of any language lack the ability to even partially describe the connection she and I feel with each other.
In returning to the life of college, I felt like I should share the story with all of you, if nothing else but to show the wonderful love that God has for each of us. Yet when I was praying about it, I was again compelled to wait for a sign. I waited, and sure enough one came. And while I was still later than I would’ve liked in sharing this with you, hopefully it gives you hope or inspiration. I fell into despair and called for help, and God guided me to safety. He brought my mentor back to me, strengthened me not only with His love but with the love of my friends and family, and opened a door not only to new friends but to my girlfriend. I leave you with a few lines from the book of Job, and hope that you too, will be aided in your time of need.
“But as for me, I would seek God,
And I would place my cause before God…
…So that He sets on high those who are lowly,
And those who mourn are lifted to safety…
…So the helpless has hope…
..From six troubles He will deliver you,
Even in seven evil will not touch you…
…You will be hidden from the scourge of the tongue,
And you will not be afraid of violence when it comes…
…You will know that your tent is secure,
For you will visit your abode and fear no loss…
…Behold this; we have investigated it, and so it is.
Hear it, and know for yourself." (Job 5, 8-27)
~Z