Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Ah, Valentine's Day.
The day of a Christian martyr's death, brutally murdered. Funny how its all so flowers, chocolates and lovey-dovey stuff now. I actually wanted to post a bunch of love-related posts leading up to Valentine's since Monday, but my internet was cut off for the last few days due to unpaid bills. Zzz. Fine, so I'll just post one now. See my mood if I'll post any more in the coming days.
I read a very touching story once. Through email. Yeah, I know all of them are corny and everything, but this one struck a chord. I can't tell if its a true story, but its still a nice read anyway.
Once upon a time, a man punished his 5-year-old daughter for using up the family’s only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve, he saw that the child had pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a shoebox to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, "This is for you, Daddy!" As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction. But when he opened it, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. "Don't you know, young lady,” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package!"
The little girl looked up at him with tears rolling from her eyes and said: "Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full."
The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later and it is told that the father kept that little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. And whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us as human beings have been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love, hugs and kisses from our children, family, friends and God.
There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
I read this story many, many years ago. It's still in the inbox of my Yahoo! mail account, which I realized I haven't checked in years. It's that old. Till now it's still the most vivid email I have, nothing compares to it.
If there's one thing I've seen, its that the greatest gifts are unseen. They are especially unseen when given, and only after you receive it do you see the gift as it was meant to be. Think about it. We value presents, gifts and blessings. We appreciate and give thanks for them. But only after some time do we understand how they were meant to be seen. Sadly, sometimes people never see it the way they were supposed to be seen.
That's what really hurts the most, doesn't it? When you give such an important part of yourself but its not noticed. Sometimes we're so busy living our lives that we fail to see the gifts people around us have been giving. I do hope that you will open up your eyes and see all the gifts you've been given. Let them not be gifts ungiven.
I've realized that I've never celebrated Valentine's Day with a girlfriend before. With friends? Plenty. With other couples? Yes, that too... weird eh? I do want to get attached, that's no secret. I've always been open to relationships, because I know of a real case, a man who never opened up his heart. When he died, only a brother's family visited him. Other than that, no one attended his funeral. That's the result of closing your heart for all your life, never opening it up, never allowing it to be broken. Your heart will remain safe, but what's the point if it never does what its supposed to do? To feel?
I know a lot of girls who are scared of getting their hearts broken. So they close it up, until they find the wrong guy to open it up to. And pity me, a lot of the girls I've liked fall in this category. Add a lack of pursuit on my part, and that's why nothing's worked out so far. Often I hear from girls that they don't want to be in a relationship because they want to focus on their studies. That's the most common and pathetic excuse. Most of the time its not true, even when the girl thinks it is. In church, there's another variant. I want to focus on God first. Yeah, but they can focus on ministries, cellgroup, service and so much, except relationships. Another pathetic excuse. One I hear now very often is that they're busy, and they don't want to focus on relationships at this stage in life. Okay, fine. You're busy with school at this time. Then in the future, you'll be busy with starting a career. Then what? Only after 30 then you'll be ready to have a relationship? It's stupid, but you'd be shocked at the amount of girls who actually use (or believe) this excuse.
There's never a perfect time for anything. Since there's never going to be a perfect time, anytime is a suitable time. It's like they assume there'll be a suitable time for them in the future for them to worry about relationships. Work and studies first, boyfriends later. Sure, around 30 years old, they'll have a settled career. But do you really want to get a boyfriend at that age? Marriage is another thing, but getting into a relationship at that age is really sad. That's why I'm always open to it. I've thought through what they've said, and for a very brief moment, even believed them. However, after thinking carefully and seeing how love works myself, I saw all the flaws in what they said, but it just amazed me how many girls believe with things along those lines.
That's what's kept me open to it. Not to mention being single for 6 years kinda sucks, personally. Anyway, its a nice feeling to love someone and feel loved back isn't it? And we'd all like to be loved. God gives us His love too, for a price. The death of His Son. The greatest gifts are unseen, but they all have costs. For salvation, its Jesus' death. For the gold-wrapped box, the girl probably had tired lips from blowing in all those kisses. We spend money and time for our loved ones because we want to, but they too, have a cost, on our wallets and energy.
But love is worth it, isn't it?
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.