Shifting Seasons, Shifting Paradigms

I find it ironic at times when I start praying for something, I end up getting both what I want and what I don’t want.  Just like the other day when a friend of mine confided her problem with her boyfriend with me.  God knows that I really like this girl for the longest time, and yet I still ended up giving her advice to do all that she can to save the relationship and pray for the healing of the two wounded hearts.  I commend the Jesuits who really did a great job of instilling a great sense of morality within me, its frightening sometimes.  I knew I had to say the right thing.  I had to pray for those two.  And it worked. Moments later, the boyfriend texted her and she was happy.  I was happy for her that there was a resolution to her problem and yet I remain unsatisfied with regards to my feelings for her.  It’s weird yet it’s true.   

Thank God its over!  Sunday School is out and I’m leaving for good.  New horizons await and I can’t wait to go there.  When will I ever meet my Lisha? I’ve prayed so hard and waited so long, yet no reply seems to be in sight.  I still consider patience as a great virtue yet my impulsive nature seems to get the best of me at times.  For now, I cherish my moments of solitude.  It’s the least that I can do.