SniperAngel

I woke up peculiarly early this morning. It is odd because I usually wake up by 9:00am just on time for the morning church service, so it automatically equates to late. As we reached church it was surprising that we reached the praise and worship part even though we’re late. Fact: Church is 45minutes away from home.

The topic is about struggle. As in all types, financial, social, spiritual and the others. Our pastor cited lots of examples about poverty, about school scenarios, about relationships. But I cannot squeeze myself in any of it. We’re not poor [can't consider ourselves rich either], the family is intact and harmonious, I am on the moment that everything is fine. I’m a nurse that is currently training as a preparation to my actual career.

I can’t really say where can I actually start if I’ll list all the things I should be thankful. I’m thankful for being a person that was able to enjoy living. I’m thankful I was able to graduate from college. I’m thankful I have a great family. I’m thankful I have a handful of friends that are always there despite the immeasurable distance. I’m thankful I have someone yet so far but yet so close I can feel her heart beating. I’m thankful for virtually, everything.

I was very blessed by the life of a church member named Ryan. He is a very brilliant young man, charming and is very talented. But some people say fate turned its back on him. They suffer financial instability at the moment, his sister Sheela is suffering from a rare type of epilepsy. But despite the odds and shortcomings, he is still there having a firm grip on his faith.

I whispered to myself. “I can’t be as tough as this man.” If I’m in his shoes, I might be sulking on the dark corner of my room crying. I’m a pessimist. I think a lot of worst things that can happen, and not giving a pinch of hope in my brew. But I guess I should be more faithful, and be more positive. As my mommy tells me each and every time. “Have more faith.”