Hello, once again, my friends. 🙂 I have come back to this site after a very long time. A lot of things have changed since then. I have gone through so much. And I believe this site was made not just for you, but for me as well.
I was reminded of the truth by my own words. When I reread lessons 1 and 2, I was comforted by my own insights.
I believe I have been lost for a while. I almost gave up on being my own friend, because all I could see were my own faults, imperfections and mistakes.
I suffered from constant self-depreciation. The whole world has been hailing me with words like, “Oh, you are very intelligent, beautiful and God-fearing. You are amazing!” I’m pretty sure so many people would want to hear words like that.Â
I smiled, and was humbled. I sincerely thanked the people for being so kind. But truthfully, I felt like a very rich man who had everything in his arsenal; gold, silver, or any form of wealth. But also unhappy, as though something was terribly missing.
I realized that I began valuing the opinions of others so much. If someone said I wasn’t worth loving, I believed it. I have let myself down. And I feel bad for this.
I want to cry and share what I feel to my friends. But the moment I try to say something, I am lost for words. It’s like I can never explain to them the vastness of my pain. And I feel like I do not have to justify what I am going through, because I am entitled to feel whatever I want to feel, because I too, am human.
And then, I remembered Lesson # 1: Erase the self-doubt. I was doubting, and doubting, and doubting.
Why must we consider ourselves our greatest foes, when we are with ourselves all of the time? Our true self knows our true beauty and true imperfections. If God loves us just the way we are, and if He knows our hearts more than we do, why do we despise what we see? If the Perfect One sees beauty in us, why do we only see what hurts us?
And then, I remembered Lesson # 2: Share how you feel.
I think that if I just share what I feel and start what people call a “pity party,” I’d be making no use of my experiences. First of all, I am no fan of pity parties. But I am a big fan of compassion. Compassion means understanding someone out of love and patience. When I feel absolutely terrible, I pray. And then, miraculously, God sends my mom to me. I can never fully understand how a mother’s heart works. Mothers seem to know telepathically that their children are in immense pain. Perhaps God must have implanted that seed of compassion in my mom’s heart. Whenever I am in need of someone to listen to me, my mom has always been there.
This is why I pray that every child gets to have very loving parents.
My mom taught me Lesson # 3, to reawaken the child in me. I have not used the word, “awaken”, because the child in me had already been awoken. But I had put the child back to sleep. I must have told the child to shut up. The child must have cried.
I put myself to sleep. I told myself to shut up. I cried.
I gave up on the strongest part of me: me, as a child.
Children are not so easily intimidated by the opinions of others. They play, laugh, and have fun whenever they want to. They say what’s on their mind. They pursue happiness. They live in honesty, and they are so quick to say “Sorry.” Â They are brave, and they do not think too much. THEY KNOW HOW TO TRUST.
Perhaps not all children are like that. But I used to be like that.Â
I didn’t care if I had to play alone, because my childhood classmates didn’t want to play with me. I used to laugh out loud and see happiness even in the darkest of circumstances. I seldom used to be scared, because I would put my hands together in prayer and close my eyes and say, “Kuya (meaning “elder brother”) Jesus, please take care of us. I know everything will be okay. Amen.”Â
Not all things about me as a child have changed. I am still quick to say, “Sorry” if I know I am wrong. And I still live in honesty. I have never let anyone stop me from being true to my words and deeds.Â
But I have began thinking too much. I am not that brave anymore. And I have forgotten how to trust. I know I declare Jesus as my Lord. But I have forgotten what it means to say He is my Lord.
I have forgotten that He is indeed watching over me, and He is thinking of me and my safety all of the time. I forgot that He loved me. I thought He couldn’t love me because I couldn’t see myself as worth loving. I thought I didn’t deserve His love because I didn’t earn it.
We all try to earn love, nowadays. That is why we try to please others, often in staggering and excessive ways. There is excessive concern over what the perceptions of others may be to us, because we are so scared of losing the love we are trying to earn.
But we can never earn our Savior’s Love. We don’t have to earn it, because He gave it freely. But just because He gave it freely, doesn’t mean it’s cheap.
It’s actually a very free form of Love. That is why the best way to embrace it is with our whole selves. We must dedicate our whole beings to our Savior. But, oh my, that is very difficult.
I struggle with it everyday. When my prayers don’t get answered quickly, I wonder if my Savior is really paying attention to my needs.
But if I were to remember how I would take it all as a child, I would probably say the same words: “Kuya Jesus, please take care of us. I know everything will be okay. Amen.”
Oh, how I wish I could have the faith of a child.
That is why, my friends, I say that Lesson # 3 is to reawaken the child in you. Do not tell your Inner Child to shut up. Let him/her grow in the fullness of Christ.
I know I’ve practically spilled my guts over here. But I have noticed that when I spill my guts, something touches the hearts of my readers.
It’s like, I am letting you know that: “I am going through what you are going through, too. So do not believe the Devil’s lies when he tells you that you are all alone. You never are. I, as your friend, am going through it, too. And Jesus, our Friend, has been with us the whole time. He has never left our side. Hold on to Him. He always helps. He’s a Friend till the end.”
I hope I have helped you, if only a little bit.
Remember my mom’s advice: “Reawaken the child in you.”
God bless you all. 🙂