I am confused

That every time I prayed

“Thy will be done”

The people I thought

And said they loved me

Disappear.

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Thy will be done

Dear God
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A Prayer

  I asked God,

          “Why are you taking me through troubled waters?”

He replied, “Because your enemies can’t swim.”

Holy Tuesday

“Can you imagine a life with no fear?

What if faith, not fear, was your default reaction to threats?”

-Max Lucado –

Holy Monday

I always wanted to learn how to swim.

It’s a common knowledge, when thinking of a vacation the first thing that comes to mind is swimming. Filipinos love the water. Well, aside from the fact that we’re located near the equator and considered a tropical country, we just loved  the smell of ” bagong paligo“.

So who wouldn’t want to be in the water?…

No one but….

Not everyone knows how to swim.

And I was one of them.

Swimming for me was like a DREAM.

To enroll in a swimming class was not an option because it is usually out of the budget, though, not really that expensive. Actually learning how to swim is more of experienced. You learned the art of swimming by experienced.

So, every time I’m on the beach or pool with families or friends I envy those who can swim. Several times, I attempted to ask a friends or relatives to teach me how to swim, but every time they will let me on my own I just sink.

Until it happened again, I’m on the beach walking in the water (not above the water) about 4 ft below and asked again one of my colleague if she can to teach me how to swim.

Me: Can you teach me how to swim?

Colleague : Oh you don’t know? But I thought you’re swimming?

Me: Hahaha just pretending I’m swimming, actually I’m walking in the water.

Colleague: Okay then, first you must know how to float. Try it. Relax.

Me: (After trying to float several times) I can’t. I don’t know how to relax. It’s a bit tiring to force someone to relax, lol.

Colleague: Okay, I will hold you first and released you once you learned to float.

Me: (Every time she releases her hand I sink). I give up, I guess I would never know how to swim.

Colleague: You’re afraid of the water?

Me: I don’t know.

Colleague: Let me put it this way. Imagine that the water is the hand of God. What will you do?

Within a minute, I try again.

And I did it.

peter
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