God dwells with us where we are

A colleague shared and prayed that God dwells with us where we are. 

Even though it is such a simple truth, it's something that I tend to take for granted. Sometimes I'm just too worried about the future, about thinking of what I should do to improve my present circumstances and wishing that I could get better or be better that I forget that even in my present state or situation, God is still with me. 

Am I too anxious for things to be moving and "improving" that I forget the present?

Am I too prideful to think that the present circumstances and the present me are not meant to be, because in my eyes, things are not good enough?

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This week has been tough (not surprisingly, it is a rarity that a week is not tough). I've been discontented with many things. The idealist in me can't take it when things aren't what they should be, especially when things can be quite ridiculously illogical, political, rigid and hence, sometimes I don't really see the meaning in doing many things - and when there is little meaning it really drains a lot of my energy. 

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My reflection in view of all these things happening around me, to me and within me is - with whose eyes am I seeing these things and seeing me? And how are these eyes seeing things and seeing me?

What is good and what is bad, and how do we really know? 

Such difficult questions. No easy answers.