I find it really hard to love the unlovable side of others.
It’s a challenge for me! I play as Cinderella in every role in life.
Life as an adopted child will never be easy especially when
there are loads of people who are against you. I am not excused for being
vulnerable. It hurts so much that I feel so small and worthless. I know we can
never please people but all I ever wanted was respect. Some would tell us,
“it’s okay don’t mind them”, but they will never understand what it feels
unless they were in our shoes.
God’s works mysteriously. He used these people for my eyes,
heart and mind to be open.
Yesterday, I was reading a book of Arun Gogna. In chapter
10, Receive the unlimited scoops of love, He was telling a story about his
childhood. It touched my heart and I want to share it with you!
When he was 8 years old, his whole
family went swimming. While enjoying the water, he heard the bell of an ice
cream man that made him get out of the pool and run! Two of his loves in one
day – swimming and ice cream! He ran towards the man.
Looking at the delicious ice cream
flavors, his mouth started to water. But he realized that he didn’t have enough
money to buy even a scoop. He sadly turned back, then he saw his dad coming
towards him. He looked at the ice cream man and said, “Give my son a scoop of
that.” And then he went back to swim. Holding the ice cream cone, he smiled.
His cousins called their Daddy but no one came. They were so
busy swimming. But not his dad; he was there. He bought him a scoop.
Then out of jealousy, without warning, one of his relatives
pushed him, making him drop his ice cream cone. In disbelief and anger, he
cried silently. He looked down at his spoiled ice cream.
Then he felt a touch on his head. He looked up and saw his
dad. He came back! And with a sure voice he told the ice cream vendor, “Give my
son THREE scoops!”
That’s his earthly father, loving him in his own way.
Now imagine our heavenly Father whose love is infinitely
greater. (Enjoy God’s Best for Your Life by Arun Gogna)
I shed tears after reading this.
My dad died when I was 6 years old. As I look back in my
life, I may have lost my earthly father but my heavenly father was always there
for me. I just don’t know how to listen.
God has worked through my pain. It is only necessary for my
growth. Letting go is a continuous process, it sets us free. What others say doesn’t matter because I have a big Father who knows me
very well and would give me unlimited scoops of love!
Today, I thank those people who have had treated me badly.
Because of them, I was able to:
Pray more.
Learn to forgive easily.
Be more Patient.
Love more.
Be more humble.
I'm no longer "the maid" but a princess with a diamond shoes! ;)
“If God is for us, then who can be against us?” Romans 8:31
