Remembering God’s Promise

My life at the moment is kind of fleeting.

I am waiting for an examination result that will be released at any time from March to May. Until that result comes out, I will never know what to do next with my life. The result of the bar exam will determine how my days will turn out for 2020 and the coming years. The waiting game is kind of difficult, but I’m happy to know that some things can keep me preoccupied and happy at the moment.

However, I also have free days when I get to go online for the entire day and see the latest updates from my friends on my Facebook feed. There are those who recently got engaged and announced their upcoming wedding by posting beautiful pre-nup photos. Some of them also decided to tie the knot with their long-time partners while others are enjoying the moments as they start their families. Aside from these, I also see most of my friends enjoying their lives as practicing lawyers in the Philippines. 

While I may be happy for their success, I couldn’t help but wonder how I’m left behind. 

No amount of positive thinking and happy hormones can prevent me from thinking that I’m kind of stuck at this point in my life. As a matter of fact, there are tons of uncertainties ahead of me. All I could do at the moment is to pray that things will get better soon. I hope that I get my heart’s desire when the time is right. Despite all these, I’m still proud of myself for surviving every single day. Even if I feel left behind, I am still hopeful that my time will come. It is the time that God has prepared me for. It is the time that I deserve. It is the time that everything will fall into its right place.

At twenty-eight, I’m still single (in a relationship but not married), far from having kids and still not a lawyer. 

But what I failed to realize is that everyone has his or her own journey. As such, there is no point in feeling bad for not being “at the place” where I want to be or getting the “status” that I aspire for at the moment. Again, I believe that my time will come. It is the time that I have been praying for. It is the time that all my worries and heartbreaks will make sense. It is the time to rejoice. 

I just hope that my “time” will come soon.

I am always willing to wait for the perfect time because I have God’s promise with me. This is what keeps me going: