Many questions run in my head. They don’t stop, but keep running. Why am I still alive, when I could have been dead, many times? I am anxious, how am I to do with my life? Should I stop the fight? Or should I give another shot? The job, I have been studying for, worried me. We all are going to die one day, and on and after that day, what’s all these for? They ain’t going with us. It’s all futile. So, why fight the fight if they mean nothing to eternity? The qualifications, the certificates, even the most precious thing we held dear wouldn’t save us from that day. I feel so pointless. All these, because I lean on my own understanding, when Proverbs (3:5-6) tells us not to lean on our own understanding, but to trust in the Lord with all our heart, to acknowledge Him that He will make our path straight. There’s a soft voice telling me that there is a purpose, a reason behind every trouble, behind my life, a reason to live. I just don’t know the reason yet. The same voice tells me to keep going, and to cherish every moment I have been given pricelessly. There are people who beg for their lives to save, and there are people who beg for letting go of their dear life, who don’t see the point of living another second. Life knocks me off my feet and there I am on my knees, beseeching Him to speak to me. And once again He let me see how He never left my side, through the valley of death, through life’s troubles; He carried me, through it all. He let me feel He is the ‘peace in my troubled sea’. I, once again see the pointlessness in worry about life, which is beyond my control but just to trust in Him. “Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you” (Matt 6:33).