It may not show but I am a very religious person. I may not look like
those Pentecostals because I don’t wear my skirts right down to my ankles and
tie my hair in long braids reaching my butt… but one thing’s certain, I am a
strong believer of my God.
A couple of days ago, I was fixing some of the clutter in my room and
in one of the drawers I found one of the birthday cards that my dad sent me. It
was dated September 20, 2000 which was my 9th birthday. It said,
To my dearest daughter Sophia,
Happy birthday. I thank God for this day because
exactly nine years ago from today, God bestowed upon me his 3rd
greatest gift for me-you. Your mom is my second greatest gift and you are my
third and your sister is the fourth. But God’s greatest gift to me is God,
Himself. I want you to remember that, my daughter that God will always be there
for you as the years pass. Your mom and I won’t be able to guide you through
every step of the way as you grow up but God will be there for sure. He will be
there in your times of doubt and He will be helping you reach your dreams. Remember
to pray always and just trust God. I am sorry if I have spanked or reprimanded
you at times when you were small but that is just my way of showing you how
much I love you by disciplining you. If you were hurt, the hurt that I felt was
twice as much because I love you and I would never want to hurt you. Always
remember that you are a blessing to me and I will always be proud of you. I
miss you terribly and I love you, Attorney Kamille Borromeo.
Love,
Papa
Yes, my parents are very devout Christians. Since I was a kid, they
would FORCE my sister and me to go to mass every Sunday to attend every
religious program that ever existed in our parish. Proof is that I have been a
very active member of the organization of Lectors in our parish since I was in
the third grade up until now (10 years and counting). I thank my parents and
the people in our parish for inculcating in me the mighty faith that I have
now.
This Holy Week, I was so pleased that I was away from school, away
from friends and most of all, away from temptation. I was able to ponder about
a lot of things. I am not one of those people who vow to themselves that they
will be living renewed, sinless lives after Holy Week but I was just stimulated
that faith can conquer everything, even move mountains and part seas.
Whenever I have a major problem that I can’t share to anyone, not even
my mom or my best friend, He was always there to listen. See, I am not fond of
sharing my problems to other people because I don’t want them to feel the heavy
load that is against my back but God is always there even when I don’t tell him
to. He eases the agony and lightens the load. That is why no matter what the
odds are, suicide has never been one of my options because I know that I’ll
make it through. I may not make it through as triumphant as what I would
imagine myself to be but I’m sure I’ll make it through and that’s all that
matters- regardless if I fail or succeed.
Right now, someone very close to my heart is having an immense problem.
This person is at the top 5 of my “Favorite-beloved-I-would-die-for” list and
seeing the person laden burdens me almost as much. If only there was something
I could do to alleviate the person’s load but the sad reality is that, there’s
really nothing I can do but to lift it up to God. I continue to believe that this
is all a part of God’s perfect plan.
You may laugh if I will say that I believe in miracles. Everyday is a
miracle and the greatest miracle is love- the imprudent, all-encompassing love.
We don’t just see God when we love but God is love, Himself.
I am just 19 and I know for sure that life will be giving me additional
loads to carry. I never ask God to give me a light load, rather, I pray for Him
to give me a strong back. I might fall but I will stand up with my head held
high because no matter how many times we fall, God will always be there to pick
us up and all we have to do is just believe in Him. Faith, mighty faith is everything.
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