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Sunday, October 24, 2004
Deep breath. I've finished my powerpoint slides. In record time, I might add. For the first time in a long time, I'm sending my bit to someone else to collate - Nartz to be precise. Feels kinda strange not having to stress about putting everything together, but OH NO, I'm not complaining. I'll enjoy this while this lasts. Thanks a lot Nartz. :)
I remember one homily a few Sundays back that really stuck in my mind. The priest had said something about how praying is very important in cultivating a person's relationship with God, and that we should try to set aside some time for prayer everyday. Then he said that our prayers don't have to be fanciful or particularly eloquent for God to hear us. And that hope is the simpest form of prayer. He also said that if a person just sits down and hope for what he/she wants with the belief that God will fulfill that hope... it's a veryvery simple prayer too. That set me thinking, 'cause I'll admit that I don't say the most eloquent or beautiful prayers. But the knowledge that God listens to everyone's prayers - even if it's as simple as a sincere, fervent longing and belief that God will make everything all right again... it's comforting. I'd thought about what if I'd found out one day that I've been living in false hope all my life, wouldn't that be completely devastating? But in the next second, I decided that I'd never know whether my hope was false or not until I went on hoping. So there you go.
I don't have beautiful prayers laced with layers and layers of deep meaning, and all I have in me is my belief that if I hold out in spite of it seeming extremely impossible, God will one day somehow answer my simple plea. But I do know that I do have plenty of hope for all sorts of improbable things, and that has to be enough to sustain me and keep my head just above the crashing waves when it seems I'm about to drown. Disillusioned and deluded maybe? I rather not see it that way, but just as keeping that tiny flame of hope alive inside my heart, not letting the spark be extinguished by the torrential winds outside that threaten to blow me and my hope away. I'm hopeful.
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