‘Yield’— A simple word but it’s as heavy and as difficult to swallow as our pride. When we’re told to yield, we’re hesitant and stubborn because we continue to believe that we can acquire whatever it is we sought after. We endlessly chase a dream that is at the tip of our fingers but never reaching our grasps. We religiously pray that we be granted our wishes as soon as we ask for them, but they still aren’t given. Frustrating, isn’t it? Left with no other choice, this year has taught me how to yield. A few months ago, I believed and I had prayed that I was going to become what my years in college had prepared me for. Little did I know, it was going to be temporarily taken from me by life’s endless surprises. Now, I say ‘temporarily’ because I still believe I’ll claim it someday in God’s perfect timing. This is me surrendering. This is me putting my trust to God, that when the time is right and when I’m ready— I will receive what I have been praying for. As they say, “Let go, and let God” —yield. **This polaroid bookmark is one of my recent paintings.