When I was a child? I cried to my mom and my dad. I was only 3 years old when my parents went abroad; si mommy ning adto sa USA, si daddy ning adto sa Saudi. So it was quite hard for me growing up in Bohol because my parents were gone for a significant period of time. I was practically raised by my grandparents. At night, i would cry to sleep and whisper , 'Mingaw ko nimo, Mommy...mingaw ko nimo, Daddy...'
When my mom surprised me in November 1990, I was shocked gajud. Because she told me and my sister that we all would be going to the USA with her and daddy. So, in a way, I am happy and grateful to God for granting my wish in having my family unified again.
As an adult? I cry to God. I frequent the Eucharistic Adoration Chapel at night. Where no one can see my cry, except my LORD GOD.
For the trials and tribulations that befell on me in 2007, the loss of my best friend. It was in the silent hours spent in the adoration chapel where my anguished heart that bled for the loss of my best friend-- was comforted by the Grace of the Holy Spirit.
The stress , the exhaustion, the mental and physical demands and stress of medical school took its toll on me. However, it was through the blessings of God that I survived medical school.
When I was studying for the board exams, when i felt inadequate and incompetent , i cried to God. But he always provided a way. He always provided a path for me to go through.
Even now, when I encounter a situation that is difficult, I will cry to God. God help me overcome this barrier to my life! And He vindicates me. He truly does make a way for me....
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