Many stories are being told about climbing a mountain; this one's about faith. |
I keep reminding this self how short life is. And I keep on thinking what good deed must I do today to keep myself fit, I mean keep my soul fit. Here I am in the middle of business. I say business is good, I mean money is here. I don't have anymore that problem. Although there is not much. Years ago, I was digging in mine tunnels, figuratively that is. I didn't what to do to acquire material things. Now, I have my children to help me. And I have forgotten my soul's everyday food. Sometimes, when I meet a beggar, a thought comes to mind - why does he allow himself to become one? Yes, I tend to blame somebody for his misfortune, because I also tended to blame myself for my misfortunes. Years ago when life was so harsh, I mean I could hardly even eat three times a day, I would ask myself as to what things had I brought to myself. Why was I so unfortunate to not own the things that others had? Why was I born poor? Now, what should I do to thank the Lord for bringing me into this lucky world? If I had to rewind, I could really surmise that the long and winding roads, the tough life that I had, led me into this present state. And I can say that in the road ahead I have to follow what is being dictated by God. I can understand that these are God's words implanted into my soul. |