Butterfly

I am not a writer... Yet I pour out my life to whomever that either faithfully comes to read, or stumbles upon this blog. So everything I write do not always seem to make sense, like the one I am writing now.

Making hard decisions is hard for one reason... and that is we do not favor any of the outcome and consequences from it... well at least for the moment. Yet many at times God allows situations to take place for His own reasons and we may never get to know why until we meet Him again. Nonetheless, everything is an experience that happens within the grace and providence of God.

Grace is not an element of God that can be easily understood, much of it comes from only what we can see through the effects of it. But there is somehow great comfort in experiencing grace that we do not fully understand, it reminds us of such comfort that is much bigger than us.

Many cliche through movies where hope is depicted through some sort of sign. One of which I remember clearly is in the Lord of the Rings, where hope came in the form of a butterfly. The butterfly itself is not the saving hope but a sign, and I have met a butterfly that came to remind me about hope in the midst of uncertainty.