2009. What a year, a wacky one for me in a more painful topsy-turvy emotional way. Around May, I was absent from work for more than a week, an emotional fallout from work-related stress. Never was there a year when i got sick this long. By the last quarter of this year, i picked myself up again and pretty much, my biking activities have helped my stamina and immune system. I skimmed my personal journal today: entries were tug-of-war of emotional meandering and a sense of a growing solitude. It is filled with quotes from Scriptures, vignettes of family escapades, and an in-depth look at Desert Spirituality. If i am to remember 2009 with a sense of gratitude, it is these 2 things: those little dark corners of my being exposed into the light, needing some growing up but resistant enough to get sick at times, and the rediscovery of Silence that solitary writer Maggie Ross had “gifted” me with.
Ironically, it was still a beautiful year. What’s coming ahead is still veiled before my knowledge. Time to bring on the faith again, one more year, one day at a time. Like author Henri Nouwen, i hope that Silence will continue to guard the fire within, keep it focused.
I hope yours is one read through the eyes of faith, telling you: it’s always a safe one, gentler than the previous, regardless of any circumstance because all time is under Him.
Happy New Year to you and to your loved ones!