Lately, life has taken me a toll back. Realizing that at one snap, you’ll be dead, by accidents, or by sickness. Or just it. I had a memoir of knowing this for the past month as I long to say it loud to Him, I wanted to live. Please let me live.
I battle for breath of life as I struggle with environmental allergies. Though it’s just a normal phase of allergies, its effect on my psychological well-being is tremendous. It’s hard to fall asleep because you can’t breathe normally and when you just sit down there and feel the breathing, it’s slowly coming in and out. But sometimes, it’s not. I wonder if I developed asthma or more than that.
But every time I went to San Nazareno Church in Quiapo, it’s like a miracle that I can be just a normal breathing person. And believing that I am healed already. So I had my confession then to get clear of my souls impurities because when you’re sick, you’re in a very low state of mind.
But despite this, I am not giving up. Life is beautiful. There’s so much to live for. There’s so much to dream for. There’s so much to care for and love more. This is just a battle for me. God will not give something that you won’t be able to pass. I have to be faithful. I have to be prayerful. It’s the only I can always lift up myself, to his loving presence of kindness and believing in His miracles. After all, life is good.
