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Sunday, August 06, 2006

If only every mountain in our lives could look as idyllic as this. but my mountain of troubles do not. Yesterday (Sat), this large event that i was in charged of should have been the last bump on the mountainous range that i've been trekking for some months. But things went horribly wrong as we approached the summit such that, after the event and now standing on the summit, all i see is another long mountainous range in my path. And i'm sick of screaming, ranting and crying about it. So i'm going to do something very different now.

I'm turning to look back at the mountaintop moments and thank God for them. Sure there were the valleys but i have not thank my God for the many things He has done for me.

- He has given me friends/colleagues who are very understanding to me and are always encouraging me whenever i feel depressed especially as an extremely difficult passage loomed on my path. Whether it is that individual in the office or that single sms, things like these have helped me keep sane.
- He has given me a great husband who has to put up not only with my long absence from home (especially the last three saturdays) but also my horrible moods when i come back home, being emotionally and physically spent. And he even cleans up the house without me asking too!

These two things have helped me to be where I am today. There were many times as i was planning for this event that I got so frustrated that I hated not only myself but God. Yet these two things have rallied behind me; put some perspective in my telescopic world of dirt, grime and cold. Such that when i look back now, I believe that the reality was not just about the treacherous paths that i took and the precipitous cliffs that overlook the abyss. Although i cannot see, i believe. I believe that the real picture of my life the past 2 months has been this picture above.

Another picture-perfect moment in the lifebook of eternity.

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posted by happyhannon at 8:42 AM