“So what do you do when you fall down? You get yourselves back up because you find yourselves walking…. But then I tell you, there’s just sometimes in your life, when you fall in, you feel like you don’t have the strength to get back up. Do you think you have hope. B’coz I tell you, I’m down here. Face down and no arm and no legs. It should be impossible for me to get back up but it’s not! U see, I will try 100 times to get up and if I fell 100 times, if I fail and if I give up do you think I’m never gonna get up? NO! if I fail, I’ll try again and again and again and I want you to know that it’s not the end. It matters on how you gonna finnish.”
These are some of the words the strikes deeply into the core of my weak, sensitive heart. At first, I thought it was merely a humorous video but then it all turned upside-down. Every now and then, as I reminisce his poor yet angelic face, I could really appreciate what God’s mightiness had offered me. It really penetrated into my entirety how his voice bounced back my emotions.
We aren’t imperfect. Some says we does but then and again, we were created by a perfect God, therefore we are perfect. We are blessed by all means of significant parts. The question is: did we either use it in a proper manner or did we bless others out of these blessings we have right now? Sometimes we come to meditate and realize that others especially disables perceive themselves useful than us. They tend to give more importance of what they’re available of than what we usually do. Isn’t it a huge shame to us? Its message is not that complicated and not that simple. It’s just by how a certain one had it in their own perceptions. It teaches. It elaborates. It convicts. And mostly, it really inspires.
Inspiring in the means of appreciating we once neglected before. Anyone could be a moral model. One that could inspire others because of what one had and how one could gave that certain thing a special role in his/her life.
As an older sister, I have numerous morals that I had to unleash in order for my sisters to learn and adapt. A street child can be one of these examples. They tend to limit the dreams (like what I’d watch earlier in a multimedia) in their lives. Some of them just wanted to be a sikad driver because they knew no person in this material world would shed a blood for them. Reflecting this scenario is somewhat a check-up on how we are to manage life’s abundance. It’s still an inspiration. Even a 16-year-old lass like me would inspire others same way as that inspirational video and street children could do not to say that I have to be also like them. In some other ways, spiritually, I was changed by God. He led me to the right direction and knowing that I’m in my refuge is the best part ever happened in my life. I was once a lost sheep found by her shepherd. I was once a party-girl, and a happy-go-lucky one. I never really did appreciate life. And through this ego I have today and with the Holy Spirit’s conviction, I could inspire others to be like the renewing me. Not just an inspiration but a lifetime living. Like what the lame in the video had taught, if I fail in my Christian life, I’ll try again and again and again and know that it’s not the end. What matters is how will I’m going to finnish the battle with my God.
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