One morning while on the way to the
office, I noticed the bus stop was empty and I took a photo of it. I said to
myself, commuters wait for the bus believing that the bus will pass by. If it’s
delayed, they can always contact the transit and ask for information.
I thought to myself, life is like a
bus stop; it is a constant waiting. When we are young we wait to grow and when
we are teenagers we wait to become adults and find a place in the world. When we get sick we wait to get well, or when
someone is away we wait for there return. Life is waiting and to wait is to believe,
believing that somehow our dreams and desires will pass by. If it’s delayed we
can always phone God by praying.
by aats
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