Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Don't take it so literally, for heaven's sake.
The moment I stepped into the train station this morning, I looked down at my hand and exclaimed in despair: "Shit..." I had forgotten to wear my watch. The last time that happened was about three years ago, when I was still at my first job.
Not wearing a watch for me, was as bad as trying to survive without a
handphone for a day. It's as bad as going to the toilet and discovering that there's no toilet paper available. It's like walking around with a wedgie that you can't get rid of.
Uh huh...I know that there's a clock on my
handphone and on my computer desktop. But but but, it's just different. Each time I took a glance at my wrist and noticed that my watch isn't there, I cringed and growled under my breath.
Yes, we all have our quirks and eccentricities. Mine just happens to be the fact that I need a watch on my wrist whenever I'm out of the house. In an odd, indescribable way, that helps me keep sane; it helps me to be in control; to be in touch with the world. Yes, I'm uptight and proud of it.
I remember my first impulse prayer this morning. I said, "Oh God, what am I going to do? I'm gonna be so lost today."
Lost, being the key word.
And obviously, He had to take my harmless rhetorical prayer so literally and add a pinch of wicked humour just to prove a point.
For as long as I can remember, no stranger has ever walked up to me asking for directions before. Somehow, they gravitate towards everyone else and stay away from me, much to my delight. But today alone, I had two complete strangers walk up to me at two different times asking for directions. It bewildered me. The first time it happened, I was glad to help. Pointing the way for others didn't seem like such a bad thing or a chore. But the second time it happened, I was like "Huh? Again?"
Then I saw it: The satisfied grin. That annoying laughter. And He said, "See, you're not lost what..."
Posted by Jo at 10:21 PM
