Dad tried to wake me up at 7:30am, he was trying to convince me to eat the congee that he cooked (and literally prepared on the table near where I was sleeping) while it was still hot. I was silently resisting the idea since Mr. Sandman came at almost 6:00am. Admittedly, there was a voice in my head saying to stay asleep and just ignore his call but somehow my heart was telling otherwise -- stand up and obey. There was a brief negotiation between my head and my heart but eventually I decided to follow my heart instead for deep inside I knew it was the right and most respectful thing to do – Obedience, to my earthly and heavenly fathers.
As soon as I sat down to thank the Lord for the congee, He suddenly reminded me how much my Dad loves me and I can’t help but be emotional about it. Yes, I am used on the fact that dad prepares my daily meal (that’s why he gets frustrated when he has no means to buy a decent meal for her unica hija) but this one seems to be different, more heartfelt (even if it cost my sleep), can’t explain it in words, all I know is that this morning etched such an insurmountable joy in my heart. There was nothing special on the congee, in fact it was the simplest and most uncomplicated congee I’ve ever tasted in my whole life (get the picture?)! But I know deep inside, it left a heartfelt memory which I know will always remain vivid and would always bring me a happy tear.
It’s truly a blessed morning! God forcibly woke me up (hehehehe…) to remind me how wonderful life is and how wonderful my dad is. Often, God’s blessings comes in the simplest form; Sadly, sometimes because it is too simple, we choose not to obey or even heed, without us realizing what we might have missed.
I am glad the Lord woke me up by His grace, I will never trade nor exchange my congee experience this morning for anything. I would miss the world to have that brief experience again with my dad.
I can never thank God enough; Yes, there may be times of weakness and frustrations but looking back, such is the kind of experience that I would not dare notice, being the kind of person that I was, a proud and broken person that was too busy with her distorted priorities, who allowed the world to define who she should be. My greatest aches, tears and disappointments lead me to the revelation of my utmost thirst, to the people that I should care most and to the divine being who loves me the most, unconditionally.
Thank you Lord, thank you for always reminding me that you hear my desperate pleas, your mighty hand is truly easing my sufferings one by one in spite of my iniquities.
Thank you for continuously loving me and for allowing me to walk in your daily sufficient and unspoken grace.
May 6, 2011 morning congee experience – PRICELESS!!!
