I usually have a lot to say on my mind. And I sometimes tell myself that I can probably blog about this, to share my views on some things that are happening. But too often, these words escape me by the end of the day.

Being slightly on the lower side of life recently have provoked many thoughts and self-reflections; and I have gotten some answers while wrecking my brain over these issues. Things that touched, in some cases, wounded, my heart, causing me to rethink about some of the values that I’ve been holding on, and in some extreme cases, even my own identity as a person, as a Christian.

Maybe it is the sheer complexity of things that caused me to be unable to put them into words, maybe it is an unwillingness to expose my own weaknesses, maybe it is a fear of rejection of my own views, or maybe it is just pure laziness. In any case, words and writing aren’t really my best of friends.

Well, at least the climb to the higher side of life have started, and though it is slow, I’m glad there is some progress. I am delighted that God has picked me up once again, but I am not going to simply relish in the goody feeling. Make no mistake, I’m no pessimist. But life is a cycle, what goes up must come down. Failures and setbacks, and even backsliding to a certain extent, are inevitable, for they are the tools with which our character and faith is honed. By simply relishing in the goody feeling of being on the high, I am only allowing myself to forget about lessons learnt, and to be hit harder when the setbacks in life throws a punch at me. So I’m going to have to constantly remind myself of how it feels to be down and to be picked up, the promises that God has given me, the faith that He has showed to an unworthy, insolent fool like me, and the immeasurable amount of grace that He has given to me.

Growth will be present as long as there is faith that involves action.