From My Perspective

Ever felt like this: you’re in an empty room with doors all around you.

some are wide open.

some ajar.

others are opened just enough for you to have a glimpse of what is in store, beckoning you to enter.

and then you’re in a dilemma of which to choose.

i’m kinda in that situation.

some doors, i’ve opened on my own.

some we’re opened for me.

others doors pose an invitation for me to consider.

how do i decide?

these doors represent opportunities. the potential of things to come.

they also represent commitment. when i enter one, there’s no turning back. i set foot, and i’m there. choice made.

they represent time. the time needed to what i have commited myself to.

they can mean growth. growth in my personal walk with Him.

sometimes they always represent responsibilities.

and then my pastor and great friend says "Sounds like life… hahha…" and i can’t help but to reluctantly agree.

still. i have decisions that need to be made.

Isaiah 30:21 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it."

in your lifetime, there will always be people whom you find VERY VERY hard to love.

they get on your nerves.

they irritate you.

they just don’t listen.

and you have to take lots and lots of effort just to be nice.

sometimes ppl say that i’m a nice, friendly person. well, it probably has to do with my sanguiney-temperament. BUT it doesn’t really mean that i can tolerate everyone.

i can’t.

there’s a few things i can do when faced with a hard-to-love person.

a. lash out in anger and say what i think.

d. choose purposefully to love, to be nice, to look at the positives instead of the negatives in them.

i realise that i’ve been doing b. and c. i don’t think they are the solutions, though. because deep down, the matter is not dealt with. i’m not loving. i’m just merely tolerating, with no intention of being genuinely friendly or nice.

i’m trying, though. i’m trying to choose to love.