My Journey Through Life

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Good Friday

As the performance started in the church on Good Friday night, I sat quietly and watched the play.

As the performance actors took every single act seriously, I was amazed with their seriousness.

As the cries of people were acted out on stage, I sat and restrain myself from leaving the seat.

As the act of Jesus suffered from pain was acted on stage, I felt nothing but sorry for HIM.

As the person goes up the stage and sing, I took out my glasses and looked at nothing but emptiness.

As the person behind me started to cry out, I felt nothing but wanting to rush to the toilet and puke.

As everyone around started to cry together after the performance while praying, I felt more sad and sorry for Jesus who died for us.

As everyone stood up and looked at the cross with sympathy, I stood up and close my eyes with sorrow.

As everyone left their seat and talked about how wonderful the world is because of Jesus who died for them, I left my seat with a heavy heart because of Jesus who sacrificed His life for people like us.

As I walked pass the bars and discos along the streets, I wondered what these people are so happy about because all I saw and heard was unhappiness and complains about their life.

As my friend dropped me outside my house, I wish I was dropped outside my home.

As I sat down and had my personal time with Him, all I can think of was nothing but disappointments.

I wanted to stop the personal time with Him as soon as possible, for the burden in my heart was getting too heavy to bear in the dark room.

After trying so hard, I then laid back on my chair as a give up sign for not able to think of a word to say to Him.

Then I remembered what my Aunt said
“It does not matter what you say when you pray, just go to Him like a child and He will know”

So I stood up in my dark room, faced the window and closed my eyes, and said with a sorrow smile on my face:

“Sorry... but thankyou. Amen”

Friday, April 03, 2009