As I followed the footsteps to
the hallway that night, I kept of thinking of how I am going to start my
reflection about inner garbage. Before I reach my destination, I took a glimpse
on one corner of the pathways and read this line, “Happiness consists more in
small conveniences or pleasures that occur everyday, than in great pieces of
good fortune that happen but seldom”. I do agree with the statement. It is
plebian thing that we must do yet we find it unknown when we are confronted by
different concerns. It seems that this dictum relates on how to treat every
moment in distinctive way which I think owned by a person who experience fulfillment
and full satisfaction from little things he grasps and enjoys ultimately living
his life. He may be a happy person performing his own will putting great
significance to every pages of his journey as an errand.
There
was a story which subtle germane to this dictum. In the midst of survival and
competition of one’s own life, there was a man who was very busy in all his
life preparing for the good future of his only little girl. The child grew very
smart, jolly and loving in spite of the absence of her biological mother. All
the material needs were being provided by the father. The time for bonding and
recreation for the father and the daughter seemed to have a sporadic encounter.
It is because the father was busy in doggedly providing all her needs. One
time, the daughter asked the father to help her in doing her assignments but
convulsively the father refused to her favor. The daughter felt envious about
her father’s attention on his work. Vouchsafe his attention was more appealing
and vintage need than material things that the father was trying to live out
for her future. Until such time, she kept on complaining of mischievous feeling
at that time. But the father was incredulous of what the child had been
grumbling of; instead he berated her because of disturbing him from his work.
After three days, the child died. The father became plaintive and full of
regrets of what had happened. And he could not bring back the life of his
loving lost daughter.
Sometimes,
we tend so engrossed with the pressure we put to our goals. We forget others
though in some sense we do all these for them and for ourselves. We are
gullible of what future ahead of us. We are so worried about what will happen
tomorrow. We are so busy of building up for the next day and tend to forget the
essence of the present.
Personally,
worries are considered as my inner garbage. It is deeply rooted in or
complementary with fears. I keep on doing things so deeply infatuated, with so
much attention for the future without thinking of today. I was very
compassionate of putting things into action thinking of tomorrow. It is all
because of worries. It leads me not to enjoy the present and so worried about
the day ahead of me. I am very anxious of what will happen to me. Just like the
father in the story, I did it likewise. I used to disregard others. I used to
sacrifice my own happiness for advantage in the future. There is nothing wrong
about it but too much is not good. I felt that I do not enjoy anymore what I am
doing. I became future oriented. This sinner garbage brought me in despair. It
crumpled my time. It obliterated my energies to preposterous action. It killed
my enjoyment. It stymied my purpose to live my life – a demeanor that deprived
me to appreciate every moment.
These
worries tend to hang me up at the seclude horizon of arid place of my
consciousness. It leads me to impolitic decision in facing life’s vicissitudes.
It becomes a problem that I carry everywhere I go. It becomes a part of me. And
I do not want this any longer to prevail in my inner self. It is an
excruciating phenomenon that kicked me off on my designed purpose.
With
these circumstances, how am I going to transcend myself moving forward and
moving away those hindrances on my path? These worries must be replaced by
faith. Worry is a route that leads from somewhere to nowhere. I will never let
it direct my life. I will consider my goal as my endpoint of what I am doing
today. But in staidness we should not be over powered by such goals that may
stupefy and may lead of rejecting others. I must take every action in suave
manner. I will let each day to be treated as a special day. I will give
importance in every minute of my life. It is a part of me, a part of my goal
and a part of my future. It is my reveling intention to set aside the things
that made me worry about for tomorrow. I will live each day as if it will be my
last day. I will enjoy every second, minute and hour of my existence. I will
beat my best. I will believe that today is my own design for tomorrow. What I
am going to do to the present will affect my future. I must believe that I can
carry things with optimism and courage to face all these tribulations and
trails in life. I will treat these as a challenge to strengthen my faith to
Him. I am convinced that it leads me to self-reflection and a way of
discernment of what I might be. I will believe that today is the day and
tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be another day.
So
worry no more, for us not to enslave what is ahead of us. Live each day a happy
day. These small conveniences and pleasures may serve as good food for healthy
lifestyle – free from stress and internal pressures. Do not worry and do not
fear. Instead, I will take fear and worry to the Lord for I know He will care
for me and never leave me alone in my journey as I enjoy each moment I live in
his created world. Live today.
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