HELLO MY QUIET CORNER!

No more excuses...I have been so lazy again...

I wish I can say goodbye to Facebook especially Mafia Wars so that I can write again.
What happened to you Cerella???

Parts of this essay was written 4 years ago, and I would like to use this again because I just feel that the message fits so well considering the tough times most people are going through. For some reasons, I removed certain parts of the article. But my good friend who inspired me to write this years ago, will understand:



Wisdom speaks to me in many ways especially the past months when I was trying to transcend from the “there of the past” to the “now of the present.” Every phase, every journey, every stage in one’s life is all about owning and standing as a witness to the unfolding of this concept (wisdom) in our lives.



All that we went through which we may have judged as wrong (based on our age old belief system) is not wrong at all because it gives us wisdom. The rightness or wrongness of a certain act can never be made aware unless we know and experience its opposite. And we can never judge an act as wrong or right unless we see how it was used by the beholder. Wisdom is that which makes a certain condition right in all ways.



A lot of times, when we are in so much pain we would tell God to “show me your wisdom, Lord that I may be able to rise up amidst the pain.” In my case, I always seek for an understanding of things so that I would know how to traverse through the unknown paths. I always believe in what Friedrich Nietzsche said: “He who has a why to live, can bear with almost any how.”



And yet, there would be times when no matter how hard we search for the “whys,” we can never have the answers at once. There is a desperate longing for answers as if our capacity to endure would depend so much on it and yet, no answers, no guidance, no light would come to lead us out of the confusion.



Then do we stop walking? Do we give up on life? No. We continue to walk, quite blindly, as other people would perceive it. But deep inside we know, we are just waiting. Waiting for His wisdom to be revealed to us. Waiting for all the pieces of the puzzle to fit in order to have a lucid grasp of the whole picture.



Waiting could mean a lifetime. Yet we never should stop walking. We should never stop in our journey. And we should never stop striving to be better persons amidst the blows that hit us.



I always believe that whatever would come before us has a specific lesson to teach, a value to hone, a lack to replenish. And I also believe in another Nietzche’s quote: “That which does not destroy me, makes me strong.”



But strength should not be misconstrued with hardness or toughness. By strength, I mean, strength to rise up, to live a better life, to fix that which our understanding has adjudged as faulty or wrong or chaotic (ie. If we have eaten the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of both good and evil, then do we choose to condone with what is evil and hurting?)



By strength, I mean, to simply live life anew in the hope that there is a God who desires for the best to come out in each of us.



People know of the pains I had and of the pains I am still dealing with. Yet, forgive me if you cannot see in my face the misery that you expect to be there and forgive me if there is no indication at all that I want to be liberated from what you perceive as miserable. I just believe in so much more than what this pain would usually make out of an ordinary person. I have a BIG God. And I believe that He will cause all things to work for good for those who love Him and who clings all the more to Him when the storm of life blows harder. As I have always said in so many articles I have written, the best revenge is a life well-lived.



At the end of the day, the Lord will still answer our fervent prayers and endless questions. In the end, we still would say that indeed, there is wisdom in waiting.