While waiting for my delayed flight bound for Manila from Bacolod, I decided to get a foot massage. You see, I played basketball a few days ago and I was still reeling from what seemed to be an ankle injury.
I took my seat at the massage chair. As soon as the therapist touched my foot, I went through a near death experience. I felt like my spirit was trying to separate from my physical body. What went on in the next few minutes was pure torture. As in martial law torture. I was about to call the Commission on Human Rights hotline when I realized that the pain was slowly going away. In about a few more minutes, the pain was almost gone.
Life is like getting a massage. Initially, we will go through inexplicable pain. The pain of trials, rejection, failures and challenges. We then need to trust a Therapist to work on us. We need to let Him touch the painful parts. The pain gets more intense in the beginning but eventually goes away. Then bliss happens.
How do we find meaning in suffering? How can we make sense out of our sacrifices? Where can we find strength to go on? Is there a reason for all that i am going through? Today, we try to answer these questions.
I pray that you find what you came for today at the Feast.
Have a great Feast.
Everlastingly at it,
Randy Borromeo
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