saving. grace.

there is no respite, from farewells, workloads, readings, responsibilities, relationships. there is no end within sight, not from where i am anyway. but i can only draw strength from the only constant source i've known. and i think i enjoy this dependence. its good.

when one really reflects on these two words - "saving" and "grace", its impossible to complain any longer about the situations that one is stuck in.

social work is a bittersweet lesson in itself. the fallenness of man is overwhelming. children pay dearly for mistakes that adults make. and sometimes, even those adults are powerless to rise up against a self-serving society, concerned only with economic gain and material wealth. the injustice done against children is beyond comprehension. it is a depressing and draining topic to mull over, because, sometimes the doubt that flows in clashes so hard against the standing truth that it feels like fighting battles without even lifting a finger. sometimes.

in a way, i hope that this inner turmoil will never cease because it means i still have a heart. and because it means that i have not become just another callous member of society who runs over the trampled lives of God's precious people. the downtrodden, the sick and the poor had a special place in Jesus' ministry, and i pray that i will never be allowed to lose this.

and so it returns to the idea of a "saving grace". that, by that grace, i am where i am. by the saving power of that grace, i am able to stand against the onslaught of obscenities and the resulting carnage left behind, and that, in the near future, i will be equipped to stand my ground alongside these people and reflect the abundance of God's saving grace into their lives as well.

and this long exposition was the culmination of having to think & write a personal statement of why i'm choosing to take development econs module, and two social work lectures rife with examples. to not have any reaction to lectures is still strange when this is what social work lectures include: this photo essay on the rights of a child.