Following my heart.
Psalm 103:1:
Bless the Lord, O my soul;
And all that is within me, bless His holy name!
Psalm 118:17:
I shall not die, but live,
And declare the works of the LORD.
Lately, God kept telling me to follow my heart.
"Follow your heart."
Follow my heart. Not my mind.
My mind tells me to think and think and yet over-think my designs. In the end, nothing productive gets done. My heart tells me otherwise. It leads me to just do it and flow creatively.
My mind reminds me of all the bad points and flaws of my father. I realised that I couldn't forgive him up till today, an hour ago. My heart tells me that deep down, I still love him alot and he was once the best father ever.
That's the problem with following your mind. Too much logical reasoning and thinking creates doubts. It's the reason why most people do not believe in God. The logic that they cannot see something in front of them automatically means it does not exist. On the contrary, we His children, know in our hearts, that He exists. And what an awesome God we serve! The mind is something that can be brain-washed, or controlled by the events of this world. The heart, on the other hand, cannot be influenced from the outside fallen world. Only His love can change a heart that's deceitful and sinful from the start.
Love God with all Your heart. If my heart belongs to Jesus, all the more I should follow it, for God leads it. Follow your unique path, guided by the Holy Spirit, do amazing things for God. Indeed, quitting the accounting course for my design course is one good example. Money (logic/mind) vs passion (heart). I have faith in God that I can one day do more for him and earn and accomplish more than I ever can in accounting, as this path is set by Him. Never have I forgotten my orphanage dream. I am where I am, where God wants me to be, right here, right now.
"Sometimes the strongest people in the morning, are the people who cry themselves to sleep at night."
Nope.
The strongest people are those who cry in front of God and out to Him.
Psalm 56:8:
You number my wanderings;
Put my tears into Your bottle;
Are they not in Your book?
Its time to renew my relationship with my father.