A month ago, as I rode the MRT going to QC, an interesting thought came to me…

 

That evening, I had again fought to get inside the MRT with other passengers. The line at the Ayala station became horrendously long, and trains would come every 10-15 min. While waiting for the train to come in between intervals, I felt people around me running out of patience.

 

Once a train had finally come, though, I saw that it was jam-packed with people, and only a few alighted the train. I then rushed inside with the other passengers, but only a few of us managed to get inside. People pushed against me to the point that I couldn’t breathe for a few minutes. Later, however, some of the other people stopped trying to get inside the train, and went outside to wait for the next one instead…

 

As the train left the station, I was reminded of a Gospel I heard recently at Church, wherein the door to heaven with God is narrow, and that only a few will be able to enter. It then made me imagine how difficult it would be to enter such a doorway: if I had found it hard to enter the doors of the MRT with hundreds of other people who wanted to go home, how much harder would it be to enter the doorway to heaven with the millions of others who are on this earth?

 

The thought scared me for a while. But later on, I was reminded of another Bible verse I came across recently: “For man, it is impossible. But for God, it is possible.” Then I remembered that, though I had faced many impossible situations in my life wherein I wanted to give up, what got me through those trials was faith in God, and the belief that He won’t ever fail me. It would be arrogant of me to say that it was by my own effort that I got to where I am now, when in fact it was God all along…

 

Thank goodness that, in the end, we have a God who enables us to pass through any doorway we encounter in life, no matter how narrow it may be.

 

Written by Patrick Tiongson

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