Learning to Trust Silence

“Sometimes silence isn’t empty — it’s full of answers.”

Today has been one of those long, draining days — the kind that tests your patience and quiet strength. But even through the chaos, I’m grateful.

I woke up with a full list of things to do, yet only managed to complete one — raking the village rara (or loma ni koro). It wasn’t a full cleanup, but I did my best, and that’s what counts. Half done is still progress. Tomorrow, I’ll continue with our side of the compound, slowly but surely getting there.Today was also supposed to be the day we delivered the TNKs letter and AGM agenda. I was genuinely looking forward to it. I had placed all my trust in Marama Tau to organize the transport, believing everything would fall into place. Unfortunately, it didn’t. And that, I guess, is where the lesson hit hardest — never rely too heavily on anyone when it comes to getting things done, especially volunteer work.

It’s frustrating, yes. But also a humbling reminder about work ethics, responsibility, and accountability. Not everyone will move at the same pace or share the same urgency. And that’s okay — it just means I need to plan better and act decisively next time.

Right now, I’m not too worried about the fact that the youth meeting hasn’t happened yet. What overwhelms me more is the pile of things demanding my attention — death gatherings, school functions, family events celebrating milestones. Everyone seems to be moving in their own direction, and here I am trying to figure out where to fit my own priorities, which, to me, aren’t just ordinary tasks, but meaningful and purposeful goals.

When I say I mean business, I truly mean it. I can’t wait for this madness to settle, for some sense of calm to return. But until then, I keep pushing forward — with grace, patience, and trust in God’s timing.

Nei Ela & Tavale Matai: always reminds me of how blessed I am in every season we're in, #family. 

As the day turned to night, I couldn’t help but feel like I hadn’t done enough. But then I reminded myself — progress, no matter how small, is still progress. Sometimes the real work isn’t in how much we finish, but in how we show up — tired, stretched, but still trying.

I’m learning to trust silence more. To stop defending my place or my pace. The people meant for me — in this season or the next — will stay, by hook or by crook. My part is to keep walking faithfully, managing what’s in my hands, and being a better steward of my time, my choices, and the opportunities God lays before me.

Life must go on. Stop wasting time, Luke — just beat it and keep moving.

✨ Reflection Note: Today taught me that trusting silence isn’t about giving up — it’s about surrendering the need to control everything. It’s about doing what you can with what you have, and trusting that everything else will fall into place when it’s meant to.