Day 134

((This is probably another important post I am writing here. Again, I am dividing it into two parts. It's part 1 of "Eventually, everything connects" posts. . .))

Before I continue, let me remind myself and the whole nation that IT'S THE LAST DAY OF AUGUST! Can you believe it? Summer is officially over and we are only 4 months away from 2016. How am I doing so far? How is the world doing so far? Let's leave this subject for another post.

I am going to start this off with my favourite phrase:

Do you believe that? I do.
Here is a simple example.

When my friend recommended me a foreign film: 'La Famille Bélier' a few months ago, I was disappointed I could not find the link to watch that movie with subtitle on the Internet. Then I thought, it shouldn't be a big deal because maybe one day I would find it. Yesterday, I surprisingly did! It was a delightful film with moving story and great casts. It successfully made my sister and I laugh and shed tears at the same time. In short, the story is about a family of deaf people (deaf father, deaf mother, deaf son, and a normal daughter with singing talent). Can you imagine having a beautiful voice, yet your loved ones are unable to enjoy, or in this case, hear it? :'( In an ideal world, these deaf and voiceless people would hear and speak at the end. But of course it didn't happen.

Later on the same day, we went to our church's evening service. Oddly enough, the title of Bible passage we were reading was, "The Voiceless Break Into Song" (Isaiah 35). My sister and I smiled as we remembered the movie we just saw. Glad I watched it on the right day. There's no 'coincidence' in the INFJ world :)

Just when I thought I had noted my highlight of the day, I heard the pastor said,

"Are you longing for something that you have lost
or do you feel like you are not where you're meant to be?
Guess what, you may actually be in exile!" (paraphrased)

Wow, wait, what?

Something inexplicable began to stir my heart as the pastor explained further this 'strange' thing called exile. On the spur of the moment, a consuming wonder and reverence captured me. It made no sense, but I immediately recognised that irrefutable Voice spoke gently to my restless heart.

And that's just the beginning of the momentous Sunday night.

--> continue to part 2