Being tossed back and forth.

We are experiencing our annual summer now. Looking at the rubber trees you would think it is autumn, the leaves are changing from green to bright red. I remember writing about this transformation last year, about not having to travel half way round the globe to see the autumn colours when we can witness the same spectacle here. Only thing is the warm temperature instead of the nice cool sensation of autumn.
Time flies and waits for no one so they say, I think it isn’t sensible for us to look back with regret at how fast time flies, the lost opportunities and countless ‘what ifs’. Might be worth our while to reassess our purpose and calling. We seem have lost our youthful zeal and idealism as we are tossed with the ebb and flow of the waves of the masses. Each day in the world reinforces our insecurities cementing the need to pursue the riches and power associated with success stories. We are lost, bearing little semblance to the early Christians. Our lives of little consequences to the will of the Father for this world. We believe in Jesus only in form, our hearts are cold, our minds dull, spirit breathless. It is getting hard for me to comprehend how we can go on in this sad form of Christianity, all done in the name of Christ.
I pray for mercy, that I may wake from my slumber, cleanse me of my iniquities, restore to me the joy of my salvation, give me the courage to stand up and be counted as worthy of your calling. Lord, forgive me.