How many times I have failed to see the love and goodness right before me just because these did not come in the shape and form I expected? How many time I have taken love and goodness in my life for granted just because I have gotten used to seeing and receiving these without fail everyday? How many times have I missed appreciating love and goodness in my life just because I was busy with trivial and mundane things or was looking in another direction?
I long to be loved but often I would dictate the manner in which I should be loved. And when this does not happen, I get hurt or disappointed. I begin feeling I am not loved. And in the end, I miss out on the love that is expressed in the simple touch and embrace, in the forgiving heart that refuses to dwell on my faults, or in that abiding deep affection that refuses to give on me even at my worst behavior.
Sometimes, I wish my life were something else; or that I should be somewhere else, or that I could be doing something else. But I have learned not to brood over regrets. As my life has turned out, I could not have written it better myself. In allowing myself to be guided by the continuing Divine Presence in my life, I have been endowed with blessings too many to count and too marvelous to describe. For I could not have dreamed them up even in my wildest imaginings.
Yes, often, I lose sight of my many blessings because I am not listening or looking closely enough at the Source of all these blessings.
God upholds his city for ever.
Jesus began to reproach the towns
where most of his mighty deeds had been done,
since they had not repented.
“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida!
For if the mighty deeds done in your midst
had been done in Tyre and Sidon,
they would long ago have repented in sackcloth and ashes.
But I tell you, it will be more tolerable
for Tyre and Sidon on the day of judgment than for you.”
Matthew 11:20-24