Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Trust

Trust, a funny word with a deep meaning.

On most case, I preferably say that trust is like fingernails, useful, hard, soft, easily clipped.
It's really funny because when i was younger, this is just some other BS, and then again as age eats me, it makes me thinking why can't I clip those, but always other people seem to cut my fingernails.

True they always grow everyday and we must cut them if they starts to rage and uncontrollable.
Sometimes when someone has to cut my fingernails for some good reason they have, I just never want to have those fingernails growing again. And at other time in my age, i got new insight that it is okay to clip that nails a little just to make it more beautiful, true when the cut is too deep on the flesh, it may bleed, it may scratch, and only time will heals.

I started to think, what is it in me that people want to cut my fingernails so bad.
Is it my attitude, is it my wrong doings? Or is it just plain karma?

God will never give answer to these questions, but The Almighty gives another way, you know that God works in a funny way that human can even logically interpret, but what?

I'm not asking for much, just a clarity, when did I do wrong.
Am I not worth of having a fine fingernails without having someone close to me accidentally or on purpose cut them?

Current mood song

Ed Sheeran - Lego House