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Healing Life Spirituality

It’s such a hard work to rest!

It used to be so easy to rest, back in those days when “recess” was our favorite subject in school, or when Friday was our favorite day of the week because we’d finally have a hard-earned weekend to indulge in a lazy Saturday afternoon.

Yet have you noticed how many people today find no more satisfaction in the simplest activity of all?  We get anxious with our vacant hours and we try to fill our days with as much activity as we can just so we can avoid that time when we have nothing to do but be with ourselves.

I recently had colds and it necessitated a leave from work as well as a leave from the many activities I enjoy, including writing.  How I prayed that it be over, how I desired to get back to my normal routine.  But the body it seems, knows when to go on and when to take a pause, when to wake up, and when to get some time to sleep.  It’s the rhythm of life, the ebb and flow, the natural course of nature that keeps everything in balance, and that makes everything fresh and renewed.

But why the unnatural response from many of us?  Why the difficulty in surrendering to rest?

1.   We’ve lost our ability to wait.

The modern times have provided us with so many tools and gadgets we need that make our life easier.  It has enabled us to do things in an INSTANT, in a single click of a button.  We do things real FAST! 

Rest is waiting.  It is downtime, a healing time both for the body and the spirit.  We just couldn’t accept the fact that we are not after all as perfect and as powerful as we thought we could be, that we can be on the go 24/7 much as we wanted to.

2.  We’ve lost our ability to trust.

Rest and healing is doing nothing necessarily active on our part, but trusting that our body knows what it is doing to repair itself, to grow, maybe even to be better than before.  We believe that only our conscious efforts can accomplish something, and if we’re not doing anything therefore, we’re already doomed!  We don’t trust anybody, not even our own body when we know we are not consciously in control.

3.  We’ve lost our ability to receive.

Our culture has impressed upon us the necessity to give; giving is a concrete sign of being alive, of being of value.  When we are not able to give or to do anything productive, we quickly lose our self esteem.  Our self worth is so connected in doing what we do, that when we’re unable to do anything, we feel empty and worthless inside.

We  do not realize that receiving is also an integral part of being.  Receiving is actively cooperating to the one healing us, actively acknowledging that we are worthy of help, of being assisted in times when we couldn’t help ourselves.  Receiving is honoring ourselves as being worthy of notice and honoring others as being able to endow upon us something that is an important part of themselves.  Receiving, like giving, is being able to share and be a channel of the flow of life.

I’ve learned that even times of sickness and unproductiveness can teach us something.  I’ve learned that in times like that, it’s quite okey to wait, to trust the way of life, and to receive healing from the God who never abandons us whether we’re living our lives energetically, or whether we’re merely trying to while away our time sneezing and teary eyed in the comfort of our cozy beds.

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Healing Life Spirituality

A beggar’s plea

 

I saw that boy yet again

sitting by the stairs near the street

his little hand raised infront of me

his clothes tattered

his feet with no slippers

his future bleak and beyond my reach

 

What can I do for you dear boy?

I cannot give you work with which to eat

Neither can I send you to school

for my pay is just enough to meet my needs

 

What can I do for you dear boy?

Can I give you a kiss and a hug

Can I make you feel someone noticed you

and that someone prays you find your way?

 

What would you rather that I do?

What would I prefer I do for you?

 

No, today I have no bread

No, today I care for you more to give you a few coins of mine

I am so sorry little boy

for today I plan to give you dignity

and things like that can’t even buy you

a single piece of bread

  

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There is morning, and there is evening

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There is morning and there is evening,
yet there is only time;
there is toil and there is rest,
yet there is only life
there is sorrow and there is happiness,
yet there is only beauty;
there is pain and there is laughter
yet there is only peace
there is body and there is spirit
yet there is only man
there is holding on and there is letting go
yet there is only lovewhat seasons come
and what seasons go
shall we take one and not the other
or shall we know both
and shall we know them true
to know that there is but one good
that makes up everything
God has created

Tell me now my friend, how many times have we deserted the more important things because we were not willing to embrace the crosses that comes along with our glory? How many times have we preferred to abandon life because of its sorrows, love because of its pains. It is no womder then that we often find ourselves left with nothing, without joy, without peace, and without the beauty that comes along with the pureness of our tears.

In the past I knew only what others had told me, but now I have seen you with my own eyes.- Job 42:5 TEV

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If my beloved isn’t here…

What do I look forward to
if my beloved isn’t here
what do I live for
what do I strive for
whom do I cheer for
along the way?How do I drag my feet to move
each day that I won’t see her face
How do I smile
without seeing her kind face
smiling back at me?

How do I listen to songs
now that all music had been a dirge
How do I find the courage to stand
without someone who needed me to
without someone who yearned to be close to me
without someone who’d lean on me

Long have I wallowed
in my emptiness
long have I travelled
in the darkness that spurred from my misery

Yet the more I dwelt
upon those shadows,
and the more I cursed my breath
and the warm blood that runs upon my veins,
yea the more I chased death
the more I did not find her
and the farther away
she seemed to be

For my beloved is not in darkness
nor she in my bitterest grief
My beloved dwells not upon the empty chasm in my soul
nor in the nightmares
that torment me in my sleep

my beloved is light
and my beloved is joy
my beloved dwells upon those dreams
we dreamt together when my soul was whole
and the light in my eyes still bright with hope

my beloved is in my laughter
and in the peace that dwells upon my heart
my beloved is in the arms of God
who watches over me
and who seeks me constantly
until I’d have been found

And hard as it may
I would try
to find my way through my tears
to lift my eyes beyond the fog
and maybe there
close to the glorious sun
early in the morning
when everything is new
maybe then I would find her
maybe then I’d catch a glimpse
of her beautiful smile
and maybe then I’d finally say
my beloved
my most beloved one
is here

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How do you save someone who is lost in the dark?

how do you save someone lost in dark 2012Someone groans in the darkness. Someone cries endlessly and writhes in terrible pain. Someone wants to find her way out of the pit she’s sunk into, but she’s frozen in fear and does not know the way. How do you save her? How do you bring her into the light? Shall you shout unto her and tell her she’s got to get up and try to find her way out? Shall you direct her shaking knees to go to the left, to the right, make a u-turn, crawl under, jump, tread the narrow and winding path that lies before her?

Shall you encourage her how wonderful it is to bask in the light? Or shall you tell her stories of people who made it through the difficult path she’s going through?

Shall you tell her to group with the hopeless man nearby? Shall you tell them to lead each other out of the pit they’re both in?

You must have guessed it. There is no other way but to go into the darkness where she is and lead her back into the light!

No, it’s not an easy thing, never will be. But if we are to truly desire to share the happiness we have where we are, we must be willing to leave it for a while so we can accompany those who do not know their way.

Are they in poverty? Then you must be willing to eat the bread of the poor. Are they in prison? Then you must be willing to sleep where homeless men dwell. Are they weeping? Then you must be willing to have your heart broken, so you may understand, and so you may not judge where their tears are coming from.

But make certain also that you bring enough light with you; otherwise, you will both be stranded in the darkness.

Bring as much light as you can, as much joy in your heart as you can possibly save. For it will usually be a long journey, and you do not want your light to be swallowed up by the deep darkness that will surround you.

Be prepared for opposition, especially from the one you’re trying to help. Change is never an easy thing, and fear is probably the greatest enemy to overcome.

Keep the vision of your home always fresh upon your memory. Do not forget who you are, where you came from, and for what you have set forth to accomplish. Otherwise, the people around you, who do not know of it may convince you that the darkness you see is all that’s ever existed.

Such is the way to rescue someone who is lost, and such is the way each and every one of us have all been saved.

For God Himself stripped His Glory and Divinity, becoming flesh and man like us, that He may bring upon this dark and lonely world an inextinguishable flame of hope, and life beyond everything we’ve ever hoped to have.

I have never heard of any other God who would do the same so He can save His people, who would do the only thing possible to bring them all into the Light, which they do not know.

And yet that was what He did. He knew hunger for us. He knew how it was to be tempted. He laughed, He got angry, He wept. He was judged, and mocked and betrayed. He knew how it was like to be deserted by all of His friends in His darkest and most painful hour. He even knew how it was like to die. He who is Life itself, has hung upon the cross until His very last breath had been taken away from Him.

All these He did that we may understand and believe, and that we may know what we should pray for. Heaven is so far above us that we could not possibly figure it out no matter how hard we try. We needed to witness the truth right before our very eyes. We needed to be healed so we may know wholeness. We needed to be truly loved so we can give true love away.

How do you save someone who’s lost in the dark? Take a very good look at the cross today, you may just realize what it really takes.

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