In my mind, I have confronted death face to face.
Beyond my control, I was blessed with incompleteness.
I was born with insecurities and self-doubts.
I was born with a hole in my heart.
Through internal struggles and sorrowful pains,
I was able to discover who I was, a child of God.
I quickly understood the realities of this world.
I quickly understood the meaning of this life.
My Father had to break me down and rebuild.
He had to organize and heal my wounds.
Still today, it's an ongoing process.
Still today, I give my God thanks.
For the most part, I am healed.
I don't make people my Savior.
I don't define myself by other's words.
I look for love at its Source.
I look for my pride up above.
I used to look upon my life in sadness and despair.
I woke up depressed on many of mornings.
I realized that internal pain struck deeper than any physical abrasion.
I realized the sweetness of heaven.
The realities of this world all are limited,
But the world that awaits us has no borders.
Life seems miserable, waiting for heaven.
Life seems enjoyable, living it while on earth.
Like my sister saint, Therese of Lisieux,
I await for celestial glory, while on ground.
I find joy in offering my sufferings for Christ.
I find joy in spending time with those forgotten.
The cavern in my heart has been filled abundantly.
My love for Him and others is like none other.
I love my God above all things.
I love my family, friends, and strangers with openness and trust.
My parents have served to be my imitators of Christ,
My siblings have been a testimony of truth.
My family extends towards my Blessed Mother, Mary.
My family extends to the angels and saints.
Mother Teresa exemplifies my new matured heart.
She loved until it hurt and then loved some more.
I will do the same in my daily life activities.
I will do the same for my future wife and kids.
My greatest desire is to give of myself freely.
I practice this, beginning with God.
He fills my cup, water overflowing.
He fills my heart, to love some more.
I want to serve, sacrifice, and honor my wife beloved.
I will protect her from the evils that exist.
Loving her by dying to myself.
Loving her past--the hurts and selfish desires.
I will love my daughter as my precious gem.
Embracing her with my strong arms.
She will know with confidence that she's special to me.
She will know with assurance that she's never alone.
Just the same, I will love my son,
A servant leader-in training, under his dad.
He will know how to become fair and honest.
He will know how to provide for those unable.
After you experience a plethora of sorrows,
After you stand up, never giving in,
You will realize Christ's suffering and death,
For what the reality it was.
You will realize he did so with redemptive love.
As for me, I will love until it hurts,
In this paradise of sands.
I serve God's people, awaiting His second coming,
I serve God's people, making a choice.
