23Rd Sunday In Ordinary Time Reflection
...preserve his unblemished reputation. It was Mr. Suave’s birthday. As usual, Dominic (our very own Dominic Derramas) made a fancy birthday card and placed it on the freedom board for seminarians to sign and write their greetings. I happened to pass by and so I grabbed a pen and wrote something on Mr. Suave’s birthday card. Do you wanna know what I wrote? Sorry can’t tell you, Mr. Suave might be throwing punches on me after this. I’ll give you a clue. It was something a birthday boy doesn’t wanna see or read in his birthday card.
Mr. Suave got embarrassed on what I did. He got mad. I never knew till someone informed me. He knew I was the culprit since we were fond of making fun of each other. I thought he was just overreacting. Maybe at that very moment it was just too much. It was really ridiculous.
The following day I realize that joke hit him below the belt. Indeed that joke was just too much. I feel like I was a complete idiot. However, I was struggling deep inside whether or not to approach him and ask for an apology. I was hesitant because he might reject me, humiliate me or worse case scenario-kill me. On one hand, my ego tells me not to reconcile with him since anyway he started all of these vicious cycle of jokes. Finally I made up my mind, I was man enough to admit my mistake, so I went to his room, brought a peace-offering and asked for an apology. At first he was kinda reluctant to accept both my peace-offering and apology. Later bumigay din pala… filler.
I realize keeping ill-feelings are like cancers that infect us and eat our organs and consume our energies. Clinging to them is like closing a wound and leaving all of the infection inside. The longer our bitterness bothers within us, the more energy is taken away from our journey toward a better life and a happier relationship. It’s somewhat like an unnecessary baggage...
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