beyond the peak what will I meet?

More than a month has passed since the best times of my army life. Well I can't expect it to be an escalating high. Minus the after-training life and great company. Minus the unrestrained laughter past the lights out timing. Add in the avoidance of politics and mistakes (sometimes too inconsequential yet blown out of proportion, sometimes too harsh for my meagre paycheck). Everyday, for a long time more.

Seeing my female counterparts furthering their studies soon, I feel frustrated. Still, knowing that most of my male friends are worse off leaves some consolation. Yet more than optimism, what I need is faith. Faith that the Lord is there and will guide me through each step. I need not be alone and I need not be helpless.

The fourth love of the Four Loves

Out of all the encounters with a patient, it is upon his discharge when one feels the happiest and also, the saddest. Yet the joy, of selfless love, overwhelms the sadness that is selfish love.

For I know that they will move on and face new things in live, while I will meet many others poor in spirit and in need.

Lord, thank you for this chance.