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Thursday, February 6, 2014

AT THE POINT WHEN WAITING BECOMES THE HARDEST HIT


How will I measure ENOUGH of my heart's desire?
When my soul seems getting tired of loving the path.
How long it is to wait to hear sweet songs of lyre?
When this l'ttle patience will start to grow into wrath.
My faith , now frail, please give me reasons to believe
That your great words are not empty dust in the wind.
But gold! It shines in my heart and not to deceive
That hope is here at hand to let us both ascend.
And so when my SELF loses strength for this last chance
Of bringing back the love in this midst of the Dark.
Grab me at once for I might fall far in a distance!
DEEP! Deep down the cliff where there is no trail, no mark!
      Though hard but this is the point to just put a bet,
      That something better is going to happen yet.


AT THE POINT WHEN WAITING BECOMES THE HARDEST HIT
Thursday, February 06, 2014
1:30 AM

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

The Shoebox, you and I, and Mother Teresa: On Helping Others



This is actually an old letter from a close friend. I hope this is worth sharing.

Dear friends,

I will start to write this letter with a smile, with my heart hoping that a smile will begin your reading with peace.

Most of the lines in this letter are inspired by Mother Teresa of Calcutta. I am associating her as she has been my personal champion on being a servant to others. I am not trying to own though her statements. I am only trying to share this wisdom which in my life became part of my stronger foundation in the love of God and fellowmen.

One day, I went to a place I never imagined to exist. I saw a real picture of uncomforting scene moving from the very least of my vision. The place was somewhere in Tondo, Manila. I have been to a part of it where all seem to be so dark and bad. And I have more words to describe it but I don’t think I have to mention all here in details.

Then I met these little angels of that place. For them it is their heaven. It is where they live and play; it is where they thought life is just like that. But that was totally a heartbreaking encounter because I don’t think it is the right term to call their home as heaven not even at least a home to live.

When I had a chance to talk to one of them, I was really startled. He asked me one question that almost caused me to cry. "Kamusta kuya?" He asked it with his genuine smile, his arms on both sides and his legs that are a little bit opened. I was not able to help my knees to bend and to reply, “Mabuti! Ikaw?” The next part was then a memory that tattooed in my very soul.

Their pure heart has inspired me to love more. And this inspires me to help and to be their voice to my family and friends and if possible to the world. But of course, it is not that easy.

The first question was for me. "Can I really do it?” The second questions were for others. "Can someone help me do it together?"


Reality shows that some would express rejection when I ask others to help these children. They would throw to me to better teach especially the parents on how to fish and not just feeding them with fish. And this breaks my heart again. I wonder why the billionaires of the world cannot do this with their means. I wonder why I should have thought it when I can only do small things.


Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.

Then Mother Teresa has helped me realized what is the deeper meaning of fishing and fellowman.

Fishing is not all about on how to become self-sufficient in terms of physical needs. Fishing is also knowing the right direction and at the end, on how we share this catch to others. We have all our own roles and it is up to the person which one should he act.

I realized that I may not directly teach them how to fish because of my small means. But there are these people who are dedicated to help these children on how to fish. At least with my small effort to support these servants, I become their source of big inspiration to love without getting tired. I can do things you cannot, you can do things I cannot; but together we can do great things.

Just like Mother Teresa, I believe that we the small ones cannot feed a hundred people but at least I can feed one. You can feed one. I can help one and you can help one too. We can really not do great things as those with much wealth but we can do small things with great love.

At the end of the day I know God won’t give us anything we can't handle. Like my champion, I just also wish He did not trust us so much for we cannot really change the world. However, we can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.

If you are interested to help too, please don’t hesitate to send me a message. Let us help these neglected children in Tondo by being a volunteer or a donor. A pair of slippers worth Php50 or less and some candies, chocolate bars, a notebook and a pen, soap and shampoo, a toothbrush and toothpaste, all in a shoebox will let them feel the love.

They have been very hungry for love just as how they try to pass a day with leftover foods from a trashcan. For these innocent souls, life is really a challenge. But let us hand in hand meet it with them. Sadly, some of them would consider life as a sorrow, but we can help them overcome it. And that somehow, someday we will let them feel that life is a game and a song. Let us play with them and sing it with a happy heart.


Very truly yours,

Ben

p.s. "Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies." -Mother Teresa of Calcutta.

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I also want to share this video. Credits to the owner of the video whom I could not search in the internet at the moment.