I am still recovering from the sickness that I had contracted 3 days ago. Painful and awful. Lying on bed all three days and three nights, not being able to do anything, but to take medicines and fluids, one cannot wonder how great it is to be healthy. Or all the things one would trade to get back to the healthy self… especially when the body starts to get ached and the cold just sifting through your veins and the warmth just rises up your skins. I am thankful to be alive and well though the sore throat needs to recover still.
Those 3 days felt so long, but I was thinking how I could spend my time better. I was a hard-working fella before, and now I hardly work. I tried to earn up my credits so much before, but I barely care so much about my credits. The reason was that when I work too hard, I lose sights and I need to make myself relax more and rest up. Thus, the switch. Now I am taking too easy on myself. Maybe resting too much without disciplines is the problem. Resting must have its own things. Resting, that honors God, cannot come with my own terms and conditions. Nothing that that pleases God comes from human’s terms, but on His own. So, what needs to be added here are the disciplines. I can get back to that, I think.
With this little faith, with this little knowledge
With this little time, with this little space
With this little body, with this little motion
With this little boy, with this little strength
To magnify (to make much of) the Almighty King.
To His precious nations. To His precious creations. To His precious redemption.
Heaven & hell.
Condemnation & salvation.
Resurrection & death.
I must use best of this little time of mine.