Yesterday, I attended a very enlightening sermon. It is very captivating to listen to the deacon and he got me thinking and pondering throughout the whole session. He talked about little wave and big wave. Little wave is afraid of dying when he saw another second little wave hit against the rock. The big wave assured him that it is alright because it will turn into an ocean, a much bigger presence. But little wave is still afraid. At the end of the sermon, the deacon asked if we are the 1st, 2nd or big wave. Probably, many people will not get what it meant because I saw a lot of blank faces and sleepy eyes, some yawning away.

But for me, it hit me. Once, I thought my life is well-planned and things go according to me. I was like the 1st little wave, moving along with no big rocks. Then, I hit the rocks but I didn’t die. Now, I see life as one big ocean. All of us are intertwined.

Just yesterday, I was all emotional about the things I had failed to do, the people I had turned away and the broken hearts that I refused to lend an ear to. I felt like a failure. But today, I received an email from out of the blue from a young man and I found out that four years ago, I had somehow touched his life, make him a stronger person. I didn’t know he exists. He didn’t know the blogger in me is the person he knew (through my son’s website). But he found out yesterday and here I am today. I felt a lot more worthy. I know God has sent me the little message that He knows, He hears and He understands. I cannot do everything all the time for everyone. But even with the small things I had done, it has turned into an ocean. A force to be reckon with. For that, thank God for showing the effects from the ripples I made.