Happy first birthday, Denisse. I love you so much!
I have never asked for these kids but you have given them anyway.
Things just happened the way they did and so here I am, sometimes lost, sometimes bewildered…
It feels like everything that I do is never enough for them and even I admit that I have never been anything good with regards to rearing these youngs.
And so I ask these things so I may be able to at least do something right in being a mother of these children. Help me, God.
- Keep them away from my anger, so they may be able to take refuge somewhere else safe;
- Don’t allow them to be impoverished by laziness, over indulgence, pride, overspending, and the like;
- Refine them from being boisterous, loud, and proud;
- Guide them daily, so they may be able to discern wise from unwise;
- Let them befriend wisdom;
- Help them learn cleanliness and orderliness;
- Make them appreciate all the simple things in life, that they may take a break from gadgets, televisions, and many more; and
- Last but the greatest, take care of them and make your word and glory known to them, but never testing them, only delivering them from evil as was said in the formula prayer that you taught your disciples, Lord.
These I ask of you, my Dear God, my saviour, my provider, my everything.
P.S.: Have I ever thanked You, Lord, for giving them to me? Thank you for these little ones. Them three (DEXTER, DAVIES, DENISSE). Sweet little creatures who came from my womb (2011, 2016, 2019).
I already know something about filial piety. I know as well you already know this. But I have come to understand something more about it.
I recently got into some trouble. A scandal. Financial scandal, if you ask me. During those days I prayed very hard. And very hard that I almost always cried whenever I had the chance to hide from questioning eyes. I prayed again. I asked God for miracles. I know that my faith is very little, but I said to myself, at least I still have that little.
I prayed and prayed. I did nothing in particular. Just this, praying. I held on to the teachings I heard about faith. About God doing impossible things. I held on to that. There’s nothing more to do. I surrendered my soul to Him.
My prayers were answered!
You guess how it happened!
I have come to believe that God’s love is shown to us through our parents. The unconditional love they give to us is God loving us. Who else will go to your rescue if not them? Who else will help us if not God? They are the very symbol of God’s love for us. And so I say this unashamedly and it is now coming from me…
“Let us show love to our parents. Let us give our compassion to them. Let us respect them and listen to their words. A fool is someone who does not obey his/her parents. No parent will wish for his/her child’s ruin.”
Dad, live longer so you may see… Mama as well…
P.S. I love you, Daddy. And Mama…
You know how my situation is right now. And I could only feel that you are burdened as well by my circumstances. I hope that you will be more patient as I keep on asking for your help and support. I’ve been talking to God everyday for the past weeks and everytime, He answers through you. With all these that I am going through, I have come to terms to the things that are “must-be’s” in this life. Of being down to earth, and being Godly, meek and kind, and gentle. And never extravagant with finances and promises. I am not promising anything but someday I know what I will do. I won’t be ashamed to say this, “I love you all. And I hope you will be able to bear with me until I overcome or be able to solve these incongruities in my system.” Hope to see you all the soonest available break.