Last Saturday, I arrived home
from a school interview, the warmth of the afternoon pressed shyly on my skin,
and it was very sunny outside. In the backyard,
birds were idly chirping, and all around the house there was dead silence. So, I
got settled in the house and tried to work on my other school applications only
to realize I had lost all motivation to do anything; and fatigue, both from
mental and physical exhaustion, was draining in my veins slowly, slithering
like a venomous snake. However, I had a remedy ( It was time to PRESS PAUSE) – the basketball court in the
park just right across from the house had an alluring invitation, and I could
not resist the temptation. I dropped everything I was doing, with excitement I
was on my way.
Once
there, I monopolized the court with a deep sense of admiration and possession. I
rolled the basketball in my eager hands, bounced it against the ground, and
focused my mind on the pleasant sounds of bouncing basketball, squeaking of my
sneakers and swishing net. Measuring
with my eyes the distance to the basket, looking back at the ball that kept
bouncing under my hand, looking back at the basket – I stopped for a second,
pushed the ball up causing it to twist three times in the air and finally the
ball came back in my hands. This time my
gaze toward the basketball was like that of a predator at its prey, and I threw
the ball in attempt to score. My breathing stopped for a moment as I waited to
see if it reached the target, and hooray I scored! Pride settled deep inside,
and I picked up the ball with more vigor. I dribbled, dribbled but yet, after a
few successful and failed attempts to score again, my anxiety managed to kick
back in. The ecstatic experience I felt at arriving on the basketball court
just minutes ago slowly sunk under the rush of the feelings that kept tormenting
me. But I refused to give in into this temptation to stress out but instead
decided to get my mind right following the steps we learnt in the “ R” Factor
series class the Sunday before. I pressed pause, re-framed my thought process, and refocused to stay above the line. As Tim Kight said I was telling myself “Don’t
believe everything you think”.
In my distress, I dropped the
ball, lifted my eyes up to the serene sky and cried out to my God saying “Father,
I cannot take it anymore!” At that moment, a gentle breeze brushed against my
cheeks. I closed my eyes and I heard His voice as a soft and comforting
whisper: “Hang in there, my dear child. <Do not fear, for I am with you; do
not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will
uphold you with my righteous right hand>”. He was there with me, and
at that moment all the chaos surrounding me disappeared; it was just me and my
Lord. And the light breeze kept coming at me and taking away, with it, the heat
of the day, my anxiety as well as my burden. In my head I was thinking: “I want
to keep this sacred moment and cherish it forever. He is my strength. He is the
one who raises me up and holds my hand. He is the one who will never let go of
me.”
I
picked up the lonely ball and restarted my game. After I was done, I returned home
feeling renewed more than ever. I had
inner peace, I was motivated to get things done and meet the deadlines; new
ideas were flowing through my mind like never before. It was a great way to
wrap up my day for sure.
Let me end
on this note: One thing I took away from that evening is that in life we think
that we may never have/enjoy inner peace in the midst of challenges and
hardships; this is NOT TRUE at all. Most of the times, when I hear the word
peace it seems to be something that has to do with having ideal conditions
in every aspect of our relationships as well as other areas of life. Truth
is that , in this life, it may never be the case. If you want temporary peace
you might have it in transient circumstances. But if you want
lasting peace you might really want to learn how to find it, and keep it in the
midst of ups and downs. TRUE life story!!!
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