Day 1
I traveled to Philly with a heavy heart. All the losses, all the pains, all nostalgic memories bubbled up simultaneously. Day 1 was cloudy as I walked around Philly downtown. It was rainy too. As cheesy as it sounded, I soaked in the rain, the tears and the hopes that died. I was also looking for the signs of divinity. Perhaps, divine interventions have always happened, yet we are too caught up in our own understandings of this earthly world to have realized it.
I walked around and I blended in with the City.
I walked in gratitude, in joy and a sadness.
Day 2
This trip was about the wedding of my cousin. He has been through quite a journey. May God bless him and his little family and so I prayed! Upon arriving at the house of the bride, I captures these frames. They spoke peace, simplicity, perhaps, struggles.
There is this frame, named “holding everything together”. I wrote the newlywed this and I prayed that their listenings to the words of God would keep everything together.
3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
9 What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
10 I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.
11 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.