Star

     He was a star.

     I chanced upon him one night not too long ago. He was perfect. He resided mighty high up in the sky where no mortal can ever reach him; yet his luminosity reached far across heaven and earth. His brightness in the skies was dazzling; juxtaposed with all the heavenly bodies that make up the constellations, his light radiated the most.

     I loved looking at him from afar. He was so distant and yet he illuminated my dark skies and helped me get through those long nights. I didn’t mind that his glow wasn’t mine alone. It was a fact I have long since accepted. He was mysterious. He was elusive. And he was way out of my reach. I could stare at him for as long as I want and he would shed his light upon me for nights; yet, we would still be just where we are - satisfied with what we have.

-oOo-

     This essay was written on a cold winter night in Japan, December of 2006.  It was written as swirling drifts of snow were falling outside my window.  You’d think that I, being safely inside my room, would’ve been safe from the dreadful cold.  But the chill that blanketed the world outside was no match to the icy draft clutching my heart at that time.

     It has been over a year since that night, and the cold winds have long since been replaced by gentle breezes.  And the person who used to be an unattainable star came down from the heavens and turned out to be an angel who has been with me every day.  Sometimes, life has a funny way of immersing you in pain and desolation, only to turn right around and give you much more happiness than you ever thought possible.  And as always, I reiterate the greatest lesson that the fulfillment of the greatest love taught me…

     Never ever think that God’s delays are God’s denials.  In the grand scheme of life, He makes everything fall into place in His time.