95th Anniversary: Proud to be INC

07-27-2009 Monday

On the outside, I may not look like the most religious person who ever inhabited this cruel world, but trust me, I do have a religion, I'm a christian and I believe in God. Whenever I recount the rebellious days I had before and how bad I was, to the point that I always hurt the people I love, I still couldn't believe that I'm still here, back on the right track. Though not as perfect, I still commit mistakes but at least now, I know how to admit it and learn from it instead of always insisting that I'm right and rebelling when other people disagree.

I have always been an INC member from birth. At a very young age, I joined the children's choir and sang hymns of praises during worship services.Also at a young age, I was a witness on how my parents got separated because of religion differences. My mother chose our religion, my dad chose to leave us behind. At first, I couldn't quite grasp the fact on why it has happened to my family. Instead of having both my parents around, instead of having a good life that my father can provide, instead of probably residing in Canada by now, we are left here, poor average people with a broken family. That's also part of the reason why I used to rebel before. I envy other kids my age who has a decent life and someone to call a father when things get tough. What makes me different from them?

When I look back on those things that has happened to me and my family, I feel a mixed emotions of pain, relief and joy. We may not be rich but you know what, growing up poor made me realize that I have a God beside me, holding my small hands to guide me all the way. I was just thinking that maybe..maybe God made things happen that way so that I'll know how to pray and put my trust in Him. He never failed me.

Most of the times, I feel ashamed when I pray because I feel like I don't deserve all the blessings He has given me, all the second, third, fourth, hundreth chances just so I can correct the mistakes I made and start over. I got tired, pissed, even mad at Him before but He has always been understanding and always ready to accept me whenever I pray and ask for forgiveness. I also realized that I may have lost my biological father when he abandoned us, but silly me, I almost forgot that I still a Father, who watches over me and has always been there for me.

There's nothing that's so special about me that's why to even think that I'm an INC member, who was promised salvation, is definitely a blessing. I don't know what He saw in me to make me His child, to give me the right to pray to Him and call Him my Father but for whatever reason is behind that, I will always treasure being one of the few that He chose.

Like I said, I may not look like the religious type and I rarely talk about religion but inside me, you'll see a girl who's pretty beaten up by trials and hardships and the only reason she's still surviving is the love of God for her. I'm not rich, my family is not rich, matter of fact, we're one of those people who sometimes cry at night, wondering if by tomorrow, we'll still have food to prepare on our table. We're one of those people who's the most angry when prices go up,or when the economy gets worse, yeah we're at the bottom of the food chain but still, I can never complain because I believe, I really do believe with all my heart, that all those hardships has a reward when the Judgement Day comes.

So for all those INC members who happen to read this blog entry, hang in there my brothers and sisters, we're almost at the end of our journey. This is our 95th Grand Anniversary celebration. Let's rejoice, praise our Almighty God and continue to walk, if that wasn't enough then RUN, run towards our most-awaited salvation.

Labels: 95th Anniversary, God, INC, pink crimson, salvation

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 9:13 PM