“You are the light of the world…your light must shine before man so that they may see the goodness in your acts and give praise to your Heavenly Father.” Matthew 5:14-16
when I was kid, my mom had that habit to pick out what she’d seen as my really bad traits and to smack them right into my face like a tennis ball. it hurt really, really bad. other than that, she also made it a point to find someone to compare me to. and that someone, in her eyes, would always be better. that hurt even more. but i always thought it might just be her way to shake out from me what could have been my best. maybe she was forced to do that out of love. and for my own good. if her intentions were just that, maybe she got what she wanted because somehow i made some remarkable achievements in school. even though she never really showed she was proud of me at all, i think she really was.
as i ventured into the real world, the manifestations of my emotional bruises caused by those constant ‘put downs’ became more evident. i grew timid and self-conscious. i felt comfortable only with those very close to me. to sum it all, my self-esteem was low, low, low. indeed, those factors hampered the natural course of my growth as a person. instead, i tried to stay in my cocoon, and restrained myself from growing my wings and fly.
but time has a way of transforming me. it gave me the opportunity to meet people who somehow served as mirrors from whom i saw myself in a different light. it took me to places where i felt needed and useful. it allowed me to gather valuable experiences which became seeds of my self-worth that started to grow and bloom. most of all, time slowly but surely became witness to the grand plan that my Maker destined for me to fulfill.
now that i am older, i have come to realize that my birth was never an accident. and for whatever reason i am here where i am now, the Lord meant it to be. the same can be said for all. we are all of great value, no matter what our circumstances in life. unless we give ourselves that DEFINITION which is true to how the Lord perceive us, only then shall we find our life’s MEANING. on hindsight, it’s not for me to judge what my mom did. whether it was good or bad. but it did gave my metamorphosis a deeper meaning in more vivd colors at that.
it is never too late to find our own star within us. and it is never too hard either. we just need to focus our eyes on the Lord, and our own individual light would start to shine. so that others may also see the beauty that He bestowed on each of us.