Be The Miracle

God: The wonderful thing–no matter how filthy something gets, you could always clean it right up.

Bruce: There were so many. I just gave them all what they wanted.

God: Yeah. But since when does anyone have a clue about what they want?

Bruce: So what do I do?

God: Parting your suit is not a miracle, Bruce. That’s a magic trick. A single mom who’s working two jobs and still finds time to take her kids to soccer practice, that’s a miracle. A teenager who says no to drugs and yes to education, that’s a miracle. People want me to do everything for them. What they don’t realize is they have the power. You wanna see a miracle, son? Be the miracle.

Bruce: Wait. Are you leaving?God: Yeah. I figure you can handle things now.

Bruce: What if I need you? What if I have questions?

God: That’s your problem, Bruce. That’s everybody’s problem. You keep looking up!

[from the movie Bruce Almighty (2003)]

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My Name is My Purpose

My reflection/sharing is sort based on the March 8 entry in the devotional entitled Discovering God’s Daily Agenda by Henry & Richard Blackaby where it mentioned Jesus’ other name Emmanuel.

Nowadays, most parents pretty much name their babies whatever they want. But many, many years ago, like during the Biblical times, parents name their babies according to their would-be purpose in life or perhaps a characteristic they want their babies to possess. Sometimes, even if they are already adults, they change their names that would best describe their purpose in life. For example, Simon who was later on named Peter or Cephas meaning The Rock (John 1:42).

I was born on December 27, two days after Christmas which is the birth of Christ. Since Emmanuel is one of Jesus’ names, my parents gave me the name Emmanuel. Emmanuel means God is with us (Matthew 1:23).

I really didn’t care much about my name or its meaning. I actually didn’t know about the meaning of my name until high school when our English teacher told me what it meant and how she loves my name. I also felt envious of my brothers because they have longer names: one is Rafael Andrew and the other is Angelo Miguel. But when college came and after I joined my ministry, I started taking my name a bit seriously. I’m not God. I’m no saint. I’m not perfect. But I want to be someone God could use to help other people, to show that God really exists. Just like what I’ve said in my previous blog, we already have the qualities that God and Jesus have. If we ask God for a miracle and nothing happens, it means it is up to us to make that miracle come true. We should “be the miracle” just like Bruce said in the movie Bruce Almighty (2003). Being named Emmanuel, I wanted to be someone’s miracle.

I always want to help. I always want to know the problems of other people and help in anyway I can. I feel useless if I can’t help them. Sometimes, this desire to help often got me into trouble. My friends would get annoyed because I will keep on asking them what the problems because they don’t want to tell me. Some problems are also not my concern. I’ve learned that, sometimes, the best way to help is to not help at all. But there are also those times when I’d get “lucky”, that someone would need my help and my advice. Sometimes, God will bring me to that person or He will bring that person to me. Actually, I’m not that capable or skilled to help others, and I sometimes give crappy advice. I’ve learned that I am much more help and give better advice when I have a better relationship with God. These skills and wisdom are gifts from Him after all. Just like any gift or “power”, it needs a source of energy and God is my source and He also has the switch that turns on those powers.

When those lucky days do come and after I am able to help someone, I always thank God for letting me help them. I know I couldn’t have done it without Him. It makes me happy to see other people happy. Sometimes, even when I have my own problems, I’d rather share other people’s problems instead and help them solve it so I could forget about my problems. And I need not worry about these getting into my head. I think that me having self-esteem issues is a my choice. My self-esteem issues keeps me from being proud and overconfident.

Anyway, this is how I see myself and how I am fulfilling my purpose for being named Emmanuel. I hope this gives people an idea of who I am and why I am doing this blog–to help and inspire people. So if you need help, you can always ask me. I’m no Jesus Christ but I’ll try my best to help you in any way I can. I could try to be your miracle. You should try to be someone’s too, even if your name is not Emmanuel. It doesn’t have to be anyway. =)

PS.

This is a song from Hillsong’s Live Praise & Worship album Your Are My World (2001). This song is entitled Emmanuel. An oldie but goodie. Hope you guys enjoy it. =)

God is Me

Ever had those days when you suddenly feel so sad or burdened and don’t know why? Or perhaps after talking to a friend with a problem, you kinda feel depressed as your friend as if you actually feel what s/he feels. I’m having one of those days…night tonight.

My friend and I hanged out today. Actually it was our first time to hang out today because I barely knew her just about a month ago. We talked non-stop for more almost 5 hours and it almost kinda felt like we’ve been long-time friends. We talked about family and friends, serious stuff, funny stuff, sad stuff, and even nonsense stuff. We both love having long conversations and that’s what we had.

Fast-forward to evening–we’re at our own houses. She texted, “Yups. Back to reality. Basa nanaman unan.” All those happy moments today *slurp*–gone! I felt sad because this person who I was with today, who I was laughing with today, is now very sad and I can’t do anything about it. I said it almost felt like we’re long-time friends–I felt like I was a useless friend. And because I’m that and I care about her, I feel very depressed. I almost didn’t feel like reflecting. Maybe i’m just overreacting? Assuming that we’re already that close? That I need not bother myself with all of this? Then I asked myself, “What’s wrong about caring? Do we need special skills to care about someone? Do we need to ask permission from that person so taht we could care about him/her?”

We are created in the image of God, and if God IS love, then love IS also Man. Love is surely one of the things Man knows how to do by nature. It is our job to love and care about people, and noone can fire us from that job–just like what Ted Mosby said, “You can’t fire me. I’m union b****.” (HIMYM S07-E12: Symphony of Illumination). I guess what i’m trying to say is that we don’t need a reason or a big reason to love and care for someone. Loving should be as natural, easy, and involuntary as breathing–you just can’t force yourself not to breathe and you can’t even forget how to. There’s no such thing as too much love. You will always need love, and you should always give it.

In the end, I learned to accept this depressed state. It just means that I care about someone. I know how to empathize. I know how to love. And because I know love is in me, I know God is in me. After all, God is me. So be a blessing to others. Be the miracle. Show people that there really is a God, by doing what God is known best for–loving.