Sunday Reflections

Today is another Sunday of my almost a month stay at home. Truly, nothing beats the comfort of our own homes. No matter how far you’ve already gone you will always be coming back home. It is our very comfort zones. This is the reason why I always keep coming back home. I love its laidback ambiance and I could pull back together the memoirs of the delightful past wherein everything is simplified. I love how our home seems to be. It may not be that grandiose for a home but it is beyond compare. Just as what my mother used to tell me, “it’s where we build our foundation towards achieving our aspirations in life”. At home, I can just be me. I don’t have to clad myself in posh clothes. I can just dress up shabbily and I don’t have to put on anything on my face to make myself presentable to the public’s eye. I can just be me. If I’m not mistaken, this is my fourth Sunday at home. This is by far the longest stay that I’ve had since I left for college. My parents even already find it hard to make me come home in the first place. I was all too resistant to their pleas. However, things have its natural order and there’s this force which you cannot repel. It’s as if there’s this big magnet that pulls you back home. So, here I am now, at home, secured and enjoying all the comfort that there is. Today, I have just realized that leaving home is such a poignant thing to do. I mean, I can no longer bring the past and this is the best time for me to spend the best time of my life with my family, while my parents aren’t old enough and they can still appreciate our presence. I have also realized that there are so many things in life that I would personally like to fulfill. I have so many dreams that are yet to be unfolded and these dreams keep my spirit high and my heart aglow. Probably, the reason why I was brought back home is for me to find the missing pieces of these dreams and put them back together once more. God knows what my heart desires and I’m letting Him lead the way. Sabbath day is meant to be spent in His house. Sadly, I wasn’t able to do that. But I’m more than sure that He would always be seated in the deepest chamber of my heart. Have a blessed Sunday everyone.