Pogi points kay Lord (a memorable experience with my cousins)
Last August, my cousins from Orange County, USA came here to the Philippines for a vacation. When my mom told me that they were coming, it placed a smile on my face cause it has been almost 7 years since I last saw them and I was just a very small kid back then so i couldn't actually remember the last time I saw them. So anyway, I was shocked on what they are right now, cause i was expecting the wrong things from them. Yes, they are good people, with a good sense of humour, but I can't deny the fact that we are different, cause I remember before that we used to like the same thing, hate the same thing. We all look the same and think the same, but as I've interacted with them, things have changed.
It only shows that the environment is a big deal for the molding of ones maturity. I come to think that if we migrated to America before, I would behave like them too (which, i don't want to happen). When they left, I realized that God indeed wanted me to be holy, cause before, my dad had the option to migrate to America and start a living there with the whole family family of Escobar's, but no, my dad chose to stay here. If it wasn't for his decision, i would not be this holy at all, instead, i would be like my cousins.
You might be asking what it is about my cousins that i don't like, well, there is nothing that I don't like about them. I don't have the right to say the things that I like or dislike about a person, I'm not God, He's the only One who has the right to do that. I was only shocked on how they behaved.
During their stay here in the Philippines, I asked Mikee (the youngest of my 3 cousins) to come with me to the church, he looked at me with a strange facial expression, and asked, "are you joking?" then I said, "no, come with me to the church and help me CONVINCE your brothers to come too". Mikee did not want to go but he said yes because I asked him to. Migui, Mikee's twin was a hard one, he really did not want to go to church, he'd rather sit on a chair and listen to his iPod rather than attend a mass. He kept on asking me questions like, "why should I go to mass?", "what will i benefit there", "what good it will do to me? I can pray and talk to God, what's the point in attending mass?"... In the end, he did joined us cause i told him that i'll "introduce him to some of my beautiful Filipina friends" (that's practically the reason of why he joined me). That was actually "pogi points kay Lord" cause I was able to convince him to go to church. They said that it has been months since they attended mass.
Then a week later, I asked them again to come with me to attend a mass, but this time, I entered the "next level". I wanted all of them to come with me, and hear mass together with my mom, dad, and ate. I first asked my tita (aunt) to join us but she said, "ayoko mag-simba, wala ako sa mood" (i'm not in a mood to hear mass)... I suddenly cracked, my heart broke, and out of frustration I said, "kailan ba nawalan ng mood sayo ang Diyos?" (when did God did not have any mood for you)... It slipped off my mouth, and my mom was there beside her, I was expecting my mom to scold me cause I delivered my words disrespectfully, but instead my mom just kept the silence and decided to talk. In the look of my mom's eyes she was like cheering, "go Diego! tama ka! your right!). Then after that I walked away, and tried to asked my tito (uncle) to come with us. When I asked my tito to come, he first laughed and then eventually he said yes. When my tita heard that her husband was coming, she came with us too, and that made me kinda happy.
Inside the church, I did not stop smiling. I was happy because I was able to convince a whole family to go to church and worship God. My mom was saying that it was a "dag-dag pogi points mo kay Lord".
I miss my cousins, and I hope that I may see them again within 5 years cause the last time I saw them was about 10 years ago.
Keep Smiling... :)
It only shows that the environment is a big deal for the molding of ones maturity. I come to think that if we migrated to America before, I would behave like them too (which, i don't want to happen). When they left, I realized that God indeed wanted me to be holy, cause before, my dad had the option to migrate to America and start a living there with the whole family family of Escobar's, but no, my dad chose to stay here. If it wasn't for his decision, i would not be this holy at all, instead, i would be like my cousins.
You might be asking what it is about my cousins that i don't like, well, there is nothing that I don't like about them. I don't have the right to say the things that I like or dislike about a person, I'm not God, He's the only One who has the right to do that. I was only shocked on how they behaved.
During their stay here in the Philippines, I asked Mikee (the youngest of my 3 cousins) to come with me to the church, he looked at me with a strange facial expression, and asked, "are you joking?" then I said, "no, come with me to the church and help me CONVINCE your brothers to come too". Mikee did not want to go but he said yes because I asked him to. Migui, Mikee's twin was a hard one, he really did not want to go to church, he'd rather sit on a chair and listen to his iPod rather than attend a mass. He kept on asking me questions like, "why should I go to mass?", "what will i benefit there", "what good it will do to me? I can pray and talk to God, what's the point in attending mass?"... In the end, he did joined us cause i told him that i'll "introduce him to some of my beautiful Filipina friends" (that's practically the reason of why he joined me). That was actually "pogi points kay Lord" cause I was able to convince him to go to church. They said that it has been months since they attended mass.
Then a week later, I asked them again to come with me to attend a mass, but this time, I entered the "next level". I wanted all of them to come with me, and hear mass together with my mom, dad, and ate. I first asked my tita (aunt) to join us but she said, "ayoko mag-simba, wala ako sa mood" (i'm not in a mood to hear mass)... I suddenly cracked, my heart broke, and out of frustration I said, "kailan ba nawalan ng mood sayo ang Diyos?" (when did God did not have any mood for you)... It slipped off my mouth, and my mom was there beside her, I was expecting my mom to scold me cause I delivered my words disrespectfully, but instead my mom just kept the silence and decided to talk. In the look of my mom's eyes she was like cheering, "go Diego! tama ka! your right!). Then after that I walked away, and tried to asked my tito (uncle) to come with us. When I asked my tito to come, he first laughed and then eventually he said yes. When my tita heard that her husband was coming, she came with us too, and that made me kinda happy.
Inside the church, I did not stop smiling. I was happy because I was able to convince a whole family to go to church and worship God. My mom was saying that it was a "dag-dag pogi points mo kay Lord".
I miss my cousins, and I hope that I may see them again within 5 years cause the last time I saw them was about 10 years ago.
Keep Smiling... :)
posted by Diego at 10:50 PM
2 Comments:
Diego,
I don't really understand the Filipino language that you used in your post, but I wanna tell you: WELL DONE! Once I corrected my aunty (who's been a Catholic for a long time) but got scolded by my parents for being rude. Of course, she said that I was wrong, but in reality she was wrong.
Anyways, keep up your good work for the Lord! Cheers and God bless!
pare,
cool. natutuwa aq seo. haha. ng effprt ka pa para ma convince cla pumunta sa mass. :)
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