For at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.

I’m not really a religious man, but recent events had brought me into contact with this faith called christianity.

No, I’m not gonna engage in blasphemy, neither do i revere in its glory.

To be honest, i never believed in God, or Gods for that matter. i’m a strong advocate of religion as a form of assurance that there is somebody, an entity that you can lean on and count on whenever you are facing problems. this being is all powerful and all knowing, simply because for someone that you can fall back on, you wouldnt want an imperfect being would you?

Which leads me to my contact with “him”.

A friend gave me a card today. It wrote: “for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. -GAL 6:9″ Perhaps it was because i look dejected in recent times. Perhaps it was purely a coincidence, I will never know. But what i do know is, i was giving up. But this simple verse that is scribbled on a scrap piece of grey cardboard that could have been leftovers from model making gave me strength.

A simple gesture, but such a powerful message.

We chatted a while. People are funny. We are constantly judged by what we do, what we say, that sometimes you wonder whether the actions that you are going take is gonna have what kinda impact on others. Most of the time, we please one, but not the other.

Living life would perhaps then, be the most difficult task of all. Life itself is a lesson that one constantly fall and pick himself up. Those who couldnt, simple gets left behind.

I’m trying to run away from the reality. Which is why i wanna travel and see the world. It is only when i am not in the company of the ones that i know, that i feel calm and at peace. People have become so superficial that sometimes you wonder whether is their laughter really from the heart or just to pacify you (i too, am a culprit).

I digress.

throughout the different phases of my life i constantly get people who are trying to convert my faith. when i was just a small kid, in college, my friends. I often kept a distance, because i was afraid of the commitment and the time. Also, as mentioned, i’m not really someone who is keen to give my life to the hand of another, especially someone whom i have never met. still, religion kept coming back to me, in many subtle ways, the most recent being the greycard.

Is God really looking out for me? is there really a GOD in this world? If there is, save me.