How grateful I am, to hold the experience of the moment in my hands, to grasp it and get enlarged like the cosmos.
How God preempts everything, how God has given me the compassion of His grace, what an entirety, I am a moment of being, the continuity of human predicament, in which in this particular call, I am breathing exactly, on the purpose, what comes of the purpose is an instilment of faith.
There is an existentialism in me, the secular way of thinking, to question the nature of things, to reveal every single phenomenon, to the eye of the truth, to be its incipience, my life is all I have, and that I am a conceptual framework.
When things go wrong, remember to want a different outcome is to fool yourself
into thinking the reality you’ve imagined is better than the one chosen for you.
To want a different outcome is to assume the path you walk was not crafted out of love.
To want a different outcome is to forget you are only at the start of the tunnel
and the One in charge of all outcomes sees the light waiting for you on the other side.