A God sent tear..

She sat there, at the window. The breeze caressing her face lightly. She felt the calm, the silence – it spoke to her sometimes. It told her stories of the past – like a doting grandparent. Played them like a movie in front of her eyes. And every time she listened and watched intently mesmerized by her own life.

She had always been the curious sort. And impatient. Always wanted answers for everything. It seemed that she liked quizzing herself, challenging herself to hit the bull’s eye. But today was different. And today’s question wasn’t an ordinary one. She had pondered over it for the last 192 days, 13 hours and 18 minutes. That’s roughly a little more than 165,679,023 seconds. And, she was STILL confused.

She believed in God, had faith in Him and His powers. Some times. She never understood why He would make a person ‘go through’ pain to get some sort of ‘learning’ out of it. She never understood WHY life was just a vicious cycle of pain and learning. Today again she was stuck. Trying desperately like a helpless frog to jump out of the well. Confused by conflicting views and opinions. On the one hand, people said, some experiences are just so you learn. They come and go. On the other hand, it is said that if you want something really bad – you get it no matter what. You might have to wait an entire lifetime, but in the end, you’ll have it. She wished someone could tell her which logic applied to her. She needed some direction, a guiding hand in the darkness. Should she wait? Should she hope? They said hope is what kept the world going. But was there any point of all this? Today she could feel her faith loosen..

If God created everything and had all the answers, couldn’t He just let her know how her story ended? At least that way she wouldn’t have to keep waiting endlessly. No amount of pleading mattered anymore. She was tired. Of waiting for an answer. Helpless.
What was NOT different today was that; like every other day - all she had was a God sent tear...