Friday, April 02, 2010

My Holy Week was spent with a lot of reflections and recollections. It made me think about the past year, the sufferings, the heartaches and even the joy that came after it. To sum it all up, I am thankful to the Lord for carrying my burdens and making sure I was safe. He has always been my confidante and my source of going on with my life.

Every Lent, my family does not indulge to frivolous vacations, nor do they let me into an out of town trip. At first, I find this all absurd because holidays are the only vacation where I could have fun. And thankfully, this year made sense to me that I stay here with my family and really dwell on the spirit of the Holy days.

For the first time in my twenty four years of existence, the Seven Last Words marked into my heart. Not that I was enthralled by the stories of miracles from the television, nor the preachings of the priests, but looking back, the burden that I long carried inside was taken by Him. He never failed to carry my own cross. He never made me do something that I would regret after a few years. He never failed to give me my happiness, and he never left me in times of distress.

The Seven Last Words:

1. "Father, forgive them, they know not what they do." Lk. 23: 34
2. "This day thou shalt be with me in Paradise." Lk. 23: 43
3. "Woman, behold thy son." Jn. 19: 26-7
4. "My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?" Mk. 15: 34 (Mt. 27: 46)
5. "I thirst." Jn. 19: 28.
6. "It is finished." Jn 19: 30
7. "Into thine hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit." Lk. 23

I know that my heartache could never amount to those who are sick, but I'm just thankful that finally, God made plans to make me feel happy again. And feel loved like I wasn't been hurt before.

Spend the rest of the lent with your family. And may we all be blessed. :)

Share your stories with me

Sugarsmile . 2017 Copyright. All rights reserved. Designed by Blogger Template | Free Blogger Templates