IMPERFECT BUT PERFECTLY PUT TOGETHER

Whenever I look back to the life I have lived (something which everybody does once in awhile), it makes me want to smile. Generally speaking, that is. Because at some point or points somewhere there admittedly I cried buckets, too. 'Was angered -- disappointed several times – frustrated – confused – betrayed – worried mountains -- dealt with illness and losing loved ones – saddened over broken promises -- hated some and wished them banished to hell -- loved many -- surprised to the hilt -- delighted to the bones -- lost hope at some point but got it back again -- inspired by moments with every beating of my little puny heart -- questioned my God over some difficulties but which He simply shrugged off with a smile and with a tiny miracle which got me back on my feet again (how do I know He did that? Simple, felt it in the heart.)
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Well, don't we all? We each in our respective spheres of life and living go through times which eat up our morning, noon, and night and everything in-between. We are one or the other at certain points in our human lives. Rising and setting with the sun... and sparkling with the stars or not. Sometimes staying long enough at a certain point with stuff on our minds, hearts, and souls engaging us physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. These things build us up or break us down. We become what our experiences make us to be.
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That is our story….. Our history….. Our book of life. It’s made us who we are today. Both the good and the bad in our humanly flawed self. Imperfect but perfectly put together, for a reason by divine design.
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But ...

🌺 notwithstanding all that has happened to us (good or bad), we must come out of it all as much better each time. It is what we have made of ourselves or who we are today, which truly matters. It is how we respond to everything that is life that makes the cut. Sure that can be quite a struggle or a challenge to many of us. It is to me. Always will be. But 'anything that does not kill us, will only make us stronger'. Remember that line?
It is learning our lessons well and becoming authentically the person God meant us to be. It is when we grow, develop, mature, progress to become better persons from the persons we were yesterday. It is when we become better that puts a smile on God’s face.
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That, by the way, is the goal of our temporary lives.
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Have a great day, dear friends. God bless you all!🤗🌹

A MOTHER'S EXPECTATIONS ISN'T THE ONLY FORMULA TO LIFE AND LIVING

                               

 

--- My mom held expectations for me in her heart. Perhaps the same way her mom had hers for her daughter in their time. Mom, though poor, persevered and graduated, but I didn't know if teaching was her dream job, and she married before 30. 🌷

I think I've missed a few things in her list. Life had other plans for me and laid down challenges on the table which were stoically meant for me to hurdle. Not always easy; I had my share of hurt and pain but something was undoubtedly happening. I sensed my life moving... evolving.  I can  understand it now as I look back to it all. 🌷

Yes, I better understand it now that a mother's expectations though with good intent and love isn't the only formula to life and living. 🌷

Because life is not all about what others may think is best for you. Rather it should be lived according to you in your own lived circumstances... in your own allotted time and space and moments... in your best of who you are and what you are, by God's design. God, by the way, always knows best.🌷

Happy in the heart. I hope wiser too. It's still an imperfect life --- but, Mom, it's a good one.💕🌷🤗

I HAVE NOTHING AND YET EVERYTHING IN MY BACKPACK

I was sitting there enjoying my green tea frappe... yes, Starbucks... where else?! :-) While waiting for my daughter who went to National Book Store on an errand I overheard this conversation from the next table not far from mine. In a group of middle-aged women, one matronly-looking woman spoke.... "Ay naku, pera-pera lang yan. Tingnan mo lang kung gaano kabilis ang solusyon kapag nabigyan mo na."  -- In essence that meant ... "It's all about money. Money buys everything."

That got me to thinking. Back in the house as I sat at my desk the thoughts came tumbling out and I wrote...........

There’s nothing else I know. There’s no supernatural formula I could easily summon up to solve problems with. There’s no wise guru to teach me some special mantra to erase worrisome cares and woes. There’s no big fat bank account to ease my way through the rough and tumble grind of earthly struggle and strife. There’s no magic potion on my shelf which I could conveniently pluck out and slip into a mean person’s coffee to bring about a change of heart or mind.

But I know this.....

I travel through life’s journey with this special thing packed tightly inside my backpack. It’s a small thing lest you think it’s a grand magnificent piece of heavy treasure stacked in there alongside other stuff. But it is a treasure indeed and it glows albeit often small, sometimes strangely, at times falteringly, even faintly, neglected at some point, at odd moments I don’t feel it and yet its flame won’t snuff out nor disappear into thin air as you think it easily might. It glows steadily and amazingly considering it’s just the size of a mustard seed. It’s there regardless of how I feel.

I have my share of tough times too just like we all do and those things don’t and won’t stop because that is just what life is made of. I'm just a weak puny human being trying to make it in this crazy world. Yet I can say this much that it’s like I always land on a bean-bag each time. Faith is like a soft self-inflating bean- bag which catches you every time you fall. Oh maybe you’ll get some bumps and bruises here and there but who wouldn’t with a fall no matter its size. And yes you will feel depressed, lonely, disappointed, angry, afraid, sad and everything else miserable in the book of life. All of life is about feelings, too.

But it doesn’t kill you. In fact, it’s like warm comforting arms wrapping around you in a big glorious divine hug. It simply makes you feel so good that you always want to cry so much relieved. It’s like something or SOMEONE tells you ... ‘It’s okay, don’t be afraid; I’M here.’

It’s just wonderfully there. I, with blessed joy, thank God for this gift and treasure.