the shenanigans of eenamorata

I was on a regular commute yesterday to school, was comfortably seated at the back of the driver's seat and I was just sound tripping to some random playlist on Spotify. As the bus traveled from Los Baños to Calamba, a tall, dark, well-built, and modest looking guy with a shirt saying that he comes from a government institution sat beside me. Was a little bit pleased to have a bit of an eye candy on a seemingly regular trip to the metro. Nothing extraordinary happened, he slept, I continued to let my thoughts fly etc.  Now, the bus really started to get jam-packed as it stopped in the last station before doing a non-stop run towards the expressway. This is where an old lady got in; and since everyone was standing already, the driver's assistant had her sit in front--on that part of the bus where they put the machine underneath. Not a comfortable position for a lady that is probably in her late 70's or early 80's.  I was comfortably seated on my favorite wind

Today I am asking God of two things from 1 Corinthians 1:25. For the foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men. At this point in time, I need a little bit of God's foolishness to handle things that my cerebral heart could not understand. A little bit of God's strength to keep my heart steady and focused into the tasks that He wants me to face. Irregardless of how willing I think I am to entertain seemingly welcome distractions that are not pursuing me anyway. Giving up for the nth time, letting God take my heart for safekeeping. So that my foolishness will be cured by His and my weakness be supplemented by His strength. So that if anyone wants to have it, the only way to get it is through the pursuit of God alone.