Remember The Days of Our Youth.

Drove quite a long distance on my own today. Times such as these had been good opportunities for me to linger in deep thought and reflection. I have much to thank for and much to look forward to. God's hands are working in my life and that of those around me. Aware or not, it is not relevant to him, he works in mysterious ways, he knocks and waits for us..

I paused to think of the days when I was very active in the ISCA, for the uninitiated, it stood for Inter School Christ Ambassadors. We were proud of belonging to a group conscious of the fact that they were representatives of Christ here on earth. We were full of zeal, enthusiastic of every program, no event was too small or insignificant for us. Come rain or shine you can count on this group of energetic youth to be there. To a point of being fanatical about all things spiritual, we sought every opportunity to proof ourselves worthy of the calling which we had received, to be ambassadors for Christ. We pray on our knees each day, we bring our pleas and petitions right to the throne room of God Almighty. In our zeal, we could do no wrong as we endure ridicule from our friends and foes alike. God is who we want to please.. everything else is but shadows..

Fast forward to the present day.... sad, real sad, we have 'mature', less idealistic or should I say less inclined to the spiritual 'things'. We are buffeted left and right till we are now flowing along with the mainstream. Forget about undercurrents dragging our feet, we are in deep waters, we drift along with everyone and everything else. We allow ourselves to be carried by the happenings, the pressures of life, the petty need to be better than the guy next door, keeping up with the Joneses is our prime goal though we hate to admit it. We crave now for the better things in life or should I say the finer things in life. We drift slowly but surely downward into the abyss of self deception, assuring ourselves that this is perfectly normal and expected of us. Picking up the cross and walking up the hill really does not sound so appealing now and going the extra mile just doesn't make sense. We remain apathetic, indifferent and powerless to react much less to respond. We sleep in the light while the world perish in the darkness. We aren't a people of power and light, our light is dim, our lamps are low in oil.... will we be accepted when the bridegroom returns? How many of us would make it? I don't think I would if I remain in the present state. Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy. Lord have mercy on me.

To you I call, O LORD my Rock;
do not turn a deaf ear to me.
For if you remain silent,
I will be like those who have gone down to the pit.
Hear my cry for mercy
as I call to you for help,
as I lift up my hands
toward your Most Holy Place.
Psalm 28:1-2