Which side of glory ?
People tell me my future is bright. Got a good degree, found a cushy job, working towards a specialist degree that promises good returns ...
I tell myself I am happy with where I am and what I do. I had worked hard (looking back, it's been close to 20 years of studying) to get where I am now. I enjoy working with people and doing my research work. The future seems so promising.
And yet there is this nagging dissatisfaction and discontent in my heart. A reminder of a calling more than 10 years ago. It had remained dormant all these years, and now is getting stronger, louder, persistent.
Why now ? I ask. Why not earlier when I had little to lose ? Why not later when I will have accomplished more ? Why now ? When I have so much at stake ?
Someone told me yesterday - But He gave His all for you.
I cried buckets a few days ago, kneeling at the foot of my bed, wrestling with myself, and Him. On which side of glory do I stand ? What will I choose ?
I cannot see the city at the end of the road. And yet I am called to begin the journey. Will I have enough for the trip ? Will my future still be bright ?
Will I pick the chaff or the gold ?
Which side of glory ?
I tell myself I am happy with where I am and what I do. I had worked hard (looking back, it's been close to 20 years of studying) to get where I am now. I enjoy working with people and doing my research work. The future seems so promising.
And yet there is this nagging dissatisfaction and discontent in my heart. A reminder of a calling more than 10 years ago. It had remained dormant all these years, and now is getting stronger, louder, persistent.
Why now ? I ask. Why not earlier when I had little to lose ? Why not later when I will have accomplished more ? Why now ? When I have so much at stake ?
Someone told me yesterday - But He gave His all for you.
I cried buckets a few days ago, kneeling at the foot of my bed, wrestling with myself, and Him. On which side of glory do I stand ? What will I choose ?
I cannot see the city at the end of the road. And yet I am called to begin the journey. Will I have enough for the trip ? Will my future still be bright ?
Will I pick the chaff or the gold ?
Which side of glory ?