Due to my desperation leading to confusion state in putting an end to my writinglessness, I browsed all the pages of my journal from 2009 to 2016 in good faith that I would be able to break the spell. I did not get any out-of-this-world nor never-been-told inspirations from my revisitation of old journals, but,…Read More
I drew – out another annual goals for this year of 2019. Writing is easy but thinking and choosing the priorities are the hardest.
Through the years, I have learned that the bottle neck of all my dreams is not about other persons but me, myself and I.
An essential amount of maturity led met to realize that dreams and fulfillment are all about me, myself and I. The rest will be just secondary to the me, myself and I.
I have learned trough the years that I have to avoid the feeling of frustrations because the moment that feeling sets in, I loose hope to carry – on. I have learned that as a person I can bear sadness, loneliness and aloneness but the fire to continue to work on whatever kind of endeavor that I am acting on is put – off once the feeling of frustration knocks and stays.
With that knowledge in mind, I need to avoid the feeling of frustration.
Avoiding and Recovering from Feeling of Frustrations Led Me to Self-Awareness
As explored that discovery about myself, I was led to train myself to be aware of things that make me feel frustrated. I have two ways to win over the feeling frustration, first is to avoid (when the frustration is knocking) and second is to recover (kicking – out the feeling of frustration out of the system).
I am no great achiever, but I tried to execute these two ways through prayer time, my quiet
time with the Lord, every. single. day.
Prayer Time Is Building Your Relationship With the Lord
When I joined Singles for Christ, a Catholic charismatic community, in 2001, I was thought to pray from the heart. In no time, I fell in love with the Lord. I started talking to Him quietly by spending few minutes every start of the day. I was told by my Catholic renewal leaders that prayer is a communication and is a dialogue. Since this is a dialogue, I should not be alone talking here. Otherwise, this will be called a monologue. This was where reading the daily gospel came to the picture.
That silent moment from the world but actively in tune with God is the avenue to express my being without limitations and hear His Word for me.
I can be me and He can be God. What was most beautiful is that even though I can be me truly me, He never has given me bad words about me, myself and I. Not even a single, short word.
I guess that’s the first thing that made me build and continue the silent time with God, He accepts me.
“I must be wonderful to be accepted by this God.”
Eighteen years after the day I fell in love with prayer time, I still get teary – eyed to believe and feel that, “I must be wonderful to be accepted by this God.”
Believing my own kind of wonder, I was led to discover about me, appreciate about me. This me I realized has weakness and strength and as years progress (Thank God), age comes to play with my beautiful complexities.
When in the first place I wanted only to build a relationship with Him, God introduced me to a person special to His eyes. He reveals to me that He got the thrill of His Lordship when His created this person – Me.
“God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. There was evening and there was morning: the sixth day.”
To be continued…. (Knowing Me Means Being Compassionate to Others)
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