Truth

Even when I have NO idea what I'm doing - I have the promise that God's got my best interests at heart.

The truth? Life is a fairytale - a Grimm Faerie-tale, but with the happy ending guaranteed. If we look hard enough at every day - every hour if need be, there is a gem, a priceless treasure that he has planned for us since the beginning of time.

Whether this is just in the way the light catches a particular leaf - or just a quiet moment as the pieces from the last few days fall together - it's as beautiful as the day it would have been when first designed.
It's easy to believe that life is planned. It has a purpose. There's a reason ... blah, blah, blah.

But when you are caught up in these moments - the rest of the world just fades away slightly in comparison to the pure Glory of God.

Pain is still there - but numbed slightly. And I have good reason to believe that over time - a thousand years or so, it could be allowed to pass from memory.
Then, I suppose, eternity will truly begin.

Something cool I found ...

Just yesterday I found something really cool written on the inside cover of my maths book - below the half angle formula of course.
(Tan theta = 2t/1-t^2) :D

I don't know when I wrote it, just earlier on in this year when I was in a more confused frame of mind. However, the encouragement that it gave me was priceless.

I don't live in a fairytale,
I'm not the heroine of the next blockbuster.
I'm not a protagonist in any tale.
My life is not filled with heroes and antiheroes.
The nearest knight in shining armour - well someone else has dibs.
And continuing this fantasy, the miracles that will happen, they will cost a heavy price ~ my sanity.
If you want to be a prophet, get used to it.
What if I can't?
You will, I'm counting on it.