Mga Tula (Poems)

Submission

The more I dig deeper of this,
The more I learn about them.
The more I search for the truth behind,
The more I learn about their marriage.

I first thought it was pride.
I thought he just refuse for her every suggestions.
I thought his manliness was taken down of her becoming fiminist.
Never would have thought they overstepped God's sovereignty.

Their marriage was a testimony for me.
They married in God's right time 'cause they waited.
She told me he was her first kiss on their wedding day.
He told me he cried when he knew she was going to die.

He was a sinner like all of us,
He was that youth on his church.
She was a sinner too like all of us,
She was that Bible woman who just visited his church for an event.

They met and exchanged a few words.
Then they went on their lives in service to God.
His relatives ought him to marry that midwife,
All thought she will never marry anyone.

They met years later, gratefully, they met again.
They became good friends and him pursuing her.
He asked for her hand which shocked her dearly.
And preparations happened and they married months later.

Sounds like a good Christian marriage.
That, too, was truly inspiring for me.
A living example to learn about
Saving oneself for the man I will be brought unto by God.

Hearing the stories of their lives,
Witnessing their downside; I must say,
Her traits were like of a man,
And his traits, sadly, were like of a woman.

She was raised to be independent,
She was raised to do the work of men.
He was raised in an abundant household,
He could rely on their maids for chores.

Living in the house of her mother-in-law,
They violated God by not leaving his parents.
But he left to embark on earning more,
And she followed him months after.

He was the head of the family,
She was the submissive wife for a few years,
Fulfilling the roles God designed them to be.
But one call broke that small Christian home.

It all started when her mother asked for her existence.
Given as the weaker vessel, taken by emotion,
She left him and brought her kid with her,
Went back to her mother's home, sacrificing her own.

Perspirations and fightings for two years;
Taking care of her mother by herself,
And feeding her baby for school:
Her mother died in the hands of her older sister.

She was expected to go back to him,
But she liked the life she was living.
She wanted him to be with her in that place,
But he didn't agree, resulting him coming there rarely.

The child lost a paternal love and guidance;
The baby lost the time she could learn from him,
To learn more about life and God from him,
That she might never be someone who is afraid of men.

Battles of calls every night of hour,
Convencing him to live with her,
Explaining how to earn money there.
But he reasoned of his illness into living.

As a man, he was threatened,
Not by other male but by his own wife.
He wanted her to live with him,
But she pointed out the points to not live his place.

The fact was that, he was not threatened,
But his ability to provide was challenged.
He knew she could do the works of both men and women,
So he wanted not to be a sinkstone if he"ll live her place.

He was not discern into making judgement,
But she must be his first supporter not opposing him.
She was an emotional decision maker,
He must have learned her traits.

They're both too prideful and selfish,
They forgot the true meaning of marriage,
They forgot to open their Bible at one piece,
They forgot to open their hearts to the One they must serve.

He wanted to remain the head,
But she was acting like the head.
They forgot 'Submitting yourselves one to another in the fear of God' this first.
Resulting the child to cannot describe what is home.

He remained in his place for those long years,
Committed fornication, and he admitted.
She was so affected and shuttered
That she died of heartbreak.

I pray that God will touch his cold heart,
To come back to Him in spiritual repentance,
That he could step foot into a church,
To stop judging the church, but into worshipping Him.