Life as it is.
What is the meaning of life?
A time for everything...
Songs of Solomon 3:1 has this to say;
"There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven."
When I was about 5 years old, my Dad left me and my 3-year-old little sister Lily in the house of my Auntie Tutay. She was older than my Dad and she was a Language Teacher, teaching Spanish in College.
In one of our dinner time, for all the dinners that had happened during our stay in that family for about a month or so that our Dad left us, this was one of those very significant events in my experiences that left a mark in my belief system.
There were lots of food on that long table. Our nine much older cousins whose ages ranged from 12 to 32, also surrounded that long table-full of variety of food.
My sister and I were the "babies" and felt so tiny and insignificant in their midst; but they were very accommodating, loving and caring to us. My Auntie was a very jolly and energetic old lady and would always raise some thought-provoking questions.
My sister and I only had one fried egg for each as compared to their crabs, roasted pork, fish, and name all the food, they got them, in all the dinner time that we were there. I can see how they enjoy all the food on the table.
No, it was not because they were selfish that they did not share their food to my sister and me; it was because of my Dad's religion which was different from my Auntie and in which my Dad warned my Auntie never to feed us with "flesh food" while he was away. My Auntie knew what would happen if she disobeys my Dad...he was the brother with the worst tantrum in the family.
While everybody was eating, in which my 26-year-old-nurse cousin Benita, noticed me watching them eat sumptuously, asked me this question "Jenny, aren't you envious of us eating all these delicious food while you and Lily only have that fried egg?"
That question actually made me think; I was 5 years old but everybody would attest that I behaved like a matured person in my speech; they labeled me "little wonder girl" because of my questions that needed sincere and serious answers, especially from adults.
My answer to Cousin Benita's question was "Papa said that if we eat fish and meat, especially pork, God will burn us in Hell." This answer caused some sort of provocation to all my cousins around but they were all considerate; but then Cousin Benita had this to say, "Our God is very kind and loving, He would never burn us in Hell no matter what we eat, for as long as the food is good and we enjoy them."
This answer and a lot more probing on this subject between me and my cousins, convinced me of their sensible contentions. From then on, I started eating meat and would always question my Dad for any rules he would impose on us children, on me specifically.
But since I was just a child, my Dad always won, at least for time being. In my adult life, my Dad found me very difficult to control because I had learned to live independently and I had learned to choose what to believe and live my life according to my own convictions. It all started from that dinner conversation when I was 5.
Living my life now
Just living my life
I had lived my childhood;
I had lived my teen years;
I had lived my youth;
I lived them in my every moment;
Nobody lived my life for me;
But I learned from every person who came along;
Each of them doesn't need to be agreeable at all times;
But certainly, each had taught me a lesson or more;
That contribute to my being me in my here and now;
And even in my years to come.
Every phase of my life is an achievement of a goal;
Every failure or success is a force to keep me going;
Life as it is as beautiful as you can perceive and live it.
Count your blessings, and see to yourself that they are more than you can ever need.