Thus arrived us at Easter.
But what significance is there? Would Jesus still come down to die for us knowing that we have descended into such sad state? Where people lose faith in the institutions that bear His name? Where the world is the church and the church is of the world?
Would He? Or would we picture Him weeping in Heaven and the tears becomes raindrops that water the earth, hoping that if all else fails, at least the flowers would still be beautiful and elegant as they were meant to be?
It is time for reflections, and I have gone astray, yet, hopefully clinging on, but slipping, may the last finger that holds on be the one to pull me to where I should be.
I have a dream. A dream that seems far fetched in dire times like these. A time where you wish you had never left Neverland, a time where you would dream dreams.
Sometimes we think watching movies and listening to music is nonsense and people should be more productive, but i really think movies are there to remind people life is more than what they made it out to be. People enjoy movies and songs, not for the sake of escapism, but to keep their focus on things that were meant for them to enjoy - the world and all created things.
To break free from monotony, to have autonomy, to live.
I have a dream, a dream that would seem foolish in eyes of others, but a dream that at least another share.
A dream.
It keeps me moving forward. Let's move forward.
1 comment:
He already knew it was all gonna happen, and how sucky we humans are, long before He hung on that cross... He's God ma, omniscient. knows all things. yet He still chose to die for us... that is Love.
what's your dream lordson? can share? =)
hope that you'll hold on to it... and that, insya-Allah, it will come true someday. =)
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