Not my way

It's sometimes strange that in times of sorrow and difficulty, God sends His comfort in ways you least expect it.

Not in finding someone to whom you could vent out your sentiments and frustration, but when you get out of your way and take time to listen to the angsts and whines of someone else.

Not in hearing the best advice you could probably get, but in sharing those words of encouragement where one could draw strength and hope.

Not in getting the reassurance you think you need, but in letting someone else know that things are going to be okay soon.

Not in finding a friend who will sympathize, but by being a friend who empathize.

It's when you get out of the "I, Me and Myself" zone and learn to reach out to someone else, that you realize how your burdens which seemed insurmountable to you, pale in comparison to what the others are carrying. And how it is somehow selfish of you to complain about your own share of sorrow and pain in this world, when there are many others needing that much desired comfort more than you do.

And what would compare to the relief you get the moment you see those enlightened eyes and hear that sincere gratitude from someone? Because eventhough they might not necessarily get from you the answers to their questions, somehow their burdens seemed lighter because you are there for them inspite of your own situation.

I couldn't agree more to what this quote says: "The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up." It may be frustrating when we don't receive the answers to our prayers the way we want them to come. But then I began to appreciate that quotation's paradox. And though I may not fully understand it, I'm grateful for God's unique and creative way of giving comfort and assurance to His children. Based on results, it's effective. You can take my word for it. (",)