I am weak and poor, O Lord, but you have not forgotten me. -Psalm 40:17
I have been away for the longest time. Just goes to show how weak and poor I am before my God.
The past weeks, I had been struggling with things within myself and had been busy with a flurry external affairs... that I started to pull away from my Lord and cut my line to Him in the process. Because of that, I felt so distant and unworthy once more... kala ko nag-tampo na Siya sa akin. I had this crazy idea that the Lord was not in speaking terms with me because I just could not feel His presence and decipher His message in His Word... which explains my silence in this blog.
But of course I was wrong to think that the Lord has kept Himself away from me. He is just there, waiting for my return. Just like the Father in the Parable of the Prodigal Son, which was yesterday's gospel. Maybe it was His simple way of telling me, "Trina, uwi ka na."
The Lord really has His ways of pulling me from the pits I dug up myself. I've said this then and again - He never fails to bring me back from the "dead." The passage above is the affirmation that I have been waiting for. Yes, I know and shamefully admit how weak I am, how in a snap, I find myself back to my old ways, my sinful ways. Yet... He does not forget. He never will forget me. I am God's favorite no matter what, no matter what I do or how I turn out to be.
Now, I am back. Back to decluttering my life from the skeletons kept hidden in the secret closet of my heart... from my negative thinking... from my recurrent sins and bad habits. I need to arm myself with a mightier and sturdier broom, which I call "Jesus" to help me sweep away the dust that has been piling up already.
Time to clean up the mess. Time to be restored.
I shall not worry for He makes all things new.
Ciao!
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