Last night, while me and my sister were having conversations about the fundraising dinner i attended on sunday night my mom came and joined us. All the talk then led to something she remembered and she told me about some things that were kind of disturbing for me, because it was of me. She heard some people talk trash about me. I just don't understand the fascination "people" have on me until they have to say things like that. What hurts me the most was when my mom said this to me:
"As your mother, when they say things like that about you i am in a way affected. I feel sad, i am also hurt"
I just felt like crying right there! The last thing i want to do is to make my parents sad. All my life, i have tried to live my life as good as possible. I know i am not perfect, i make mistakes but who doesn't right?
Mom was with me for an hour or so. All we did was talk. I really believe that everything happens for a reason. During the Share Him program that we had 2 week ago, i had a chance to sing with our preacher, Mr. Pedro Moraes. The song was "More Than Wonderful":
I am so thankful for this song. Both me & mom found comfort in it. Don't focus on our voices, focus on the lyrics - that's more important.
He's more wonderful than my mind can conceive
He's more wonderful than my heart can believe
He goes beyond my highest hopes and fondest dreams
He's everything that my soul ever longed for
Everything He'd promised and so much more
More than amazing
More than marvelous
More than miraculous could ever be
He's more than wonderful
That's what Jesus is to me
I seriously dont hate those trash talkers who defamed me. I could sue them under the court of law for defamation but i'd rather leave it to God to take care of it.
The next time i hear about them trashing me (they'll never stop, trust me) all i have to do is brush it off my shoulder and have a good laugh about it
..For i know things like this aren't worth worrying about. I won't deny it did brought me down for a second. I thank my mom for being honest and open with me. Before i went to bed, i asked my mom if she would pray with me and we did. I almost cried when i heard what she said in her prayer.
I never felt this close with my mom. We are close before but now, we are even more closer.. It makes me appreciate more everything about her and i thank God for everything - the bad, the good. Everything.