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The Sand Wind
I was raised as an only daughter of an atheistic father. My environment was easy and I was a smart girl, but deep in my heart there was a sand wind blowing because of the question about the meaning of life. And at that time, hymns, the Bible and listening to pastors made me feel so dull.
But the sickness in my heart exploded when I reached adolescence. With the entrance examination of university approaching, I did not study, but avidly read philosophy books and literary works. But constantly they said that life was empty. If life were to study well, enter an excellent university, get married to a successful man, bring up a smart boy and die, I would want to die at seventeen, rather than sixty.
When I had felt like I wanted to die, I heard the happy news of salvation. Through my good friend, I heard the gospel. My life was death changed into sunlight. But the sand winds inside did not come down, but blew again. While attending a denominational school, I went to its church meetings. In my school, 70 percent of the students were Christians and I could earn points if I attended two chapels. But my life that should have been full of Christ had faded away. The sand wind in my heart blew harder.
In the spring of my third year, a heavy sand wind crossed campus by the sandy dust phenomena, it was in my mind that I declared, “God, now I return to you to end my wandering.” When I enjoyed chatting with my friend in a coffee shop, I overheard an unfamiliar male talking: “Until I went to graduate school, I did not go to church. Nowadays my life is wonderful by contacting God.” Though his testimony was not extraordinary, I felt fresh life in his testimony. “Right, that is what I want”, and through him I started meeting in the local church.
I realized that life is not a money box where you search for money, a bookshelf where you search for scholarship or a chapel where you search for a religion. I realized the meaning of life, the value of living.
Every day sand wind still blows at my heart, but in the local church I enjoy Christ in the wind, and I find the secret to overcoming the environment. Now, there is a flower garden as the climax in my heart.
H.J.L.
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