I write to expose my internal universe, to capture life and its absurdities, and to testify to the reality of God's unfailing love through difficult seasons of our life.
Blow one’s top Go berserk Let off steam Mad as a wet hen A bull in rampage These are the idoms in my writer’s tickler that fall under my scribbles on anger. Alongside are words evocative of the same meaning – rage, indignation, wrath, ire, fury. For the past weeks, I have been brooding over this negative emotion that has caused many an earthling to make brash decisions and actions that have damaging consequences. It has also caused needless grief and heartache. I have encountered people who often display this emotion – at school, at work, at home, in the grocery store, in the parking lot, in the restaurant—practically anywhere. I have also observed that its display is not confined to a particular class or age group. When piqued, kids fight back. When scolded, teens lash acerbic words. When bored or ignored, wives nag. Fathers spank. Bosses shout. Employees backbite. Soldiers shoot. Still, others kill. Where did this ticking time bomb of emotion originate? Why do we experie...
So much has happened this week. I have been bombarded with yokes one after another--all trying to weigh me down. Business hangs in the balance. Office life has turned mayhem with all shameful squabbles and issues challenging the soldier in me. Mundane concerns try to knife healthy passions. Businesswise, we have not received any good news from Jing's "business partners" whose transaction we hoped would change the entire landscape of Jing's businesses.We have been waiting and praying since June all along keeping our faith that everything would turn out as we hoped. Well, the waiting is still on, but one thing I am thankful for is the fact that the process we as a family went through and still go through is making us appreciative more of God's timing. How He has taught my hubby to wait patiently and trust everything to him is what delights me inwardly these days. Patience is a virtue that does not happen overnight and this was one area I was so pissed off with...
Today marks the first day of my one year sabbatical leave from government service. I am officially off the hook as far as the eight-to-five shackles are concerned. On the other hand, I feel kinda at a loss as to what I need to do first with the domestic concerns that have long been waiting to pounce on me, like a pup poised to welcome a returning master from a long trip. Well, the homebody in me has been itching to do the house spin and stretch both the physical and mental physique. Another year is fast approaching and I need to unload the cramped quarters with unnecessary stuff for other hands that might have use for them. The review for my TESOL final exam is a top priority, too, otherwise I'll be knocked down by mundane, less important concerns. I now have ample time to blog. I have no more reason not to jog. I will assist hubby dear with the paper works in his businesses. And of course, keep a focused eye on my kids' homeschool program! (Isn't it the primary reason fo...
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