It may not be for me to see
The meaning and the mystery
of all that God has planned for me
Till 'afterward'.
I read this poem sometime last year when I was struggling for answers I was unable to find. It seems the same struggle, the quest to find the answers, which may never happen.
An overwhelming feeling is clouding me again tempting me to ask the same old question 'WHY' and then I skimmed through my emails to find these four lines to give some peace to my mind and heart. I assume myself to be a traveler, persistently traveling far of lands on a vast ocean of life. All alone, on my way I sometimes find others on the journey and then one day I find a green pasture, a land I thought I could firm my feet. But little did I know I will be sent back on to this journey yet again. What is this quest? Where is destiny taking me? What's my future plan?
I have heard people saying, you are the master of your destiny. I think that's a fatally wrong statement. I am only an executor of the destiny plan. I do as my destiny directs my paths with little control on changing lanes I am pretty much on an auto pilot with an occasional liberty to turn the knobs on the dashboard.
While I don't mean this is demotivating to not be in control of what I want to do in life, it's a thing to wonder that there is a power who is in control of me. Which also means I am never alone. Someone somewhere is guiding my paths....and maybe I cannot understand it now I will definitely know the reasons sometime in future as to why my route map was slightly crooked or the reason why I had misleading information on the journey or why I was not good enough for people and at too many occasions gave up very easily.
Or maybe I will never know the answers. Still it's not for me to see.
