This year I have been surprised by the kindness of God through the gift of a most-sweet love. Who would have thought, especially in the midst of the pandemic? As one who has walked through a prolonged season of hiddenness, these months have rendered me in awe and gratefulness. And so here I pen my own recollection of the pain of loneliness, and the faithfulness of God, with hopes to encourage other with hearts that long.
Penning down some reflections on my 26th, and reminded, yet again, of the simple Truth: that I am not my own, but belong, wholly, to my faithful Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
Over the years my birthdays have been a time of reflection of how the Lord has kindly led me through the seasons. Perhaps this year, specifically, calls for the thoughts on the Theology of Work, especially, as I step into the workplace for the first time. I am thankful that these have been restless months, and I pray that this post may be one of many conversations to come about what it means for us to “work as unto the Lord.”
