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> A life lived before God

> Having a child-like faith, believing and trusting in God in every circumstance

> It's my silver year this 2008

> Loves: JESUS, my family, brewed coffee, chocolates, the beach, sunrise and sunsets, the clouds, cookies, the color purple and blue, butterflies

> I am: a daughter/ a sister/ a friend/ a cousin/ a teacher/ an online travel specialist/ an employee/ a bestfriend/ a roommate/ an atenean/ montessorian/ a hopeless romantic/ one man - woman/ a teammate/ Sio beh/ unica ija/ Gemini/ bio grad/ petite

> Frustrated: artist, painter, actress, singer, writer, athelete, doctor, nurse, pianist, guitarist, marine biologist

> Dreams: to travel around the world, a stable future family, a faithful and loving future hubby, 2 kids, marry someone I can be my bestfriend

> Enjoys: travelling, long rides on a bus or a car, a walk in the beach, conversations over coffee, reading books, classic music, classis stories, singing with the piano, time with my family, a kiss on the forehead, hugs, laughing, watching sunsets and sunrise, good food, fresh air, painting, crafts, teaching, book hunting, bargain shopping, green mangoes with bagoong

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Daily Devotional

when reality is black

Thursday, March 17, 2005

The article was sent to me from a friend who I know cared enough for me, for reasons only she can say... read on below...

PEOPLE WHO ARE TAKEN

are more interesting most of the time, right? And I've been battling whether it's because they're really interesting, or it's a thrill for them to take notice of us.
Recently, I heard from a friend that she got to talk to her "one-who-got-away" and they finally admitted how much they feel for each other. Problem is...he's already married.
But is it a problem, really? Or just a problem created by the society?
When I was younger, and very much trapped in the dictates of the Society, I would carelessly call those who become causes of breakups sluts, whores. See how much bias there is? What do you call guys who cause breakups? Nothing. Nada.
But now that I'm older, and more exposed to others' experiences, I have come to realize that it's not easy to be the "cause". Nobody wants to be called a slut, or whore, after all. In most cases, these people are the ones those in a relationship meet too late, or the ones they call their unfinished business.
And these "causes" have feelings, too. Name-calling to swallow, loved ones to sacrifice. But love is just so powerful it allows them to hold on. Hold on to a feeling they're not sure will be reciprocated by the other. It's so easy to think negative of them, but until you've experienced it yourself, or someone close to you experiences it, you can never really understand the situation. You'll never understand how hard it is to resist temptation even though you do not intend to hurt others. How hard it is to stop communication long after
you should have. How hard it is not to think of that special someone, and how happy you guys would have been. Sure we may argue here that the taken is stupid if he left an unfinished business. But it's not that easy, really. Sometimes, they have to be practical. Sometimes, they have to play it safe. But practicality and love are not on the same level. That person may be selfish for pursuing his/her feelings towards someone who's not his current partner, but isn't it human nature to be weak? We are all weak at certain times, and his/her only fault is that s/he gave in to a weakness considered evil by most people. This post is not intended to make you cheat on your partners, or pursue those who are already taken. It's only my way of showing the other side of the coin. My way of sharing my realization that cheating doesn't always mean evil. Bad, yes, but sometimes with considerable reasons. Life is really uncertain. Sometimes, we think we are so in love with somebody and later on find out that we're in love with someone else. And commitment and convenience are the very reasons why it's hard for us to let go. It's true we have a price we have to pay for every decision we make. It's true we have to learn how to control ourselves and practice the art of being just. But when it comes to feelings, to strong emotions, is there such a thing as being FAIR?

the original author is however anonymous but to some degree, I truly agree with him or her. I can very much relate with the article and I can only be honest to myself about what I feel inside. Though feelings come and go, but it never hurts to be honest... I have nothing to hold on to but a figment of a memory of him, his smile, and the way he looked at me at that moment. His smile so precious that brings sunshine on my otherwise "rainyday" A few moments with him, even if it only meant seconds was worth to me than a lifetime of not meeting him at all... It was never meant to be and I have repeated that phrase to myself for a hundred times that if God meant for us to be together, there would be some cosmic form of activities on the heavenly realms for us to be together.... but again, it was never meant to be , maybe not now, not even tomorrow and not even forever. So I cry but not really feeling helpless, I cry with bitter sweet memories of a boy who refused to grow up... Droplets of memories is what I have compared to a vast sea that is seemingly endless.





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