Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Free

I felt so good these past few days that I am convince I am really healed. Criticisms are still there and oppression are my daily struggles. But the grace of God sustains me to overcome such. I realize it is okay if there are negative reactions. What important is how do I really deal with it. I admit before I have hot temper and harsh to people who I believe are in the wrong side of the fence and been abusing my goodness or stepping on my rights. But now I can say I have hold that temper, able to just breathe out all the negative feelings, then later act for a better good. I still do stand for what I think is truth. I hate lies. I hate dishonesty. But now I'm more prayerful and careful to choose my words. Although there maybe times hurts cannot be prevented. But I guess it is still love. For love only rejoices on the truth. 
I remember before I lose my identity that I've been asking my love ones to describe me. I've got irritated remarks so I journey on my own. Little by little, I was able to know myself, my likes, dislikes, wants, needs, my own principles, my dreams. Through past hurts I learned how to be firm on my principles and what I believe on. People often based their respect if they see you clearly on your stand. They wouldn't understand why you would behave the opposite and the reason was just because you love them. I learned also that through these I would love myself more since I see my worth as a person but not also stepping on others. I am so happy to move freely, express my ideals, my opinions even if it is unconventional thinking. In the end, friends are able to see things somehow in my perspective and it boost my ego since I conclude then that I'm not really weirdo. I have so many things inside my head since I love to learn that sometimes they cannot understand my language. Simply because they don't know the idea behind my proposition. I guess it is a wonderful gift from God to uncover the mysteries in this world and be able still to glorify Him and share to other people.

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