It's been a while I know!

I haven't been blogging for quite some time now for no major reason at all. Time flies sooo fast. January na. Lumampas na ang yuletide season... I didn't even get to greet my online network of friends. Not even in Friendster. Pero online naman ako palagi. I realized nga na I usually blog when I'm feeling down or frustrated.

So why now? No! Hold that thought. I am neither feeling down nor frustrated today. I'm doing a lot of re-readings lately of the books I purchased few years back and I feel the need of reposting a part of this entry from Bo Sanchez's - Thank God He's The Boss! It's actually worth sharing...

BUGS BUNNY FOR NOW, OR DONALD DUCK FOREVER

When I was a small kid, all my classmates called me Bugs Bunny. Because my two front teeth were extremely gigantic for my tiny face, I looked like a rabbit.

I hated my teeth then. I remember myself as a lonely seven-year-old boy, staring at the mirror one day, studying those two thingamajigs hanging from my lips. I mournfully wondered whether I was really supposed to be a rabbit, but at the very last minute God changed His mind - He opted to make me into a boy, but using the spare parts of a bunny.

Even then, I had this unusually wild imagination. I pictured in my mind what happened in God's factory in 1966, the day I was born.

"I think we have enough rabbits for today. Let's make little boys this time...," shouted the Almighty to the assembly line...

"Yes, Your Majesty!" chirped the angels in blue overalls. Immediately, the winged creatures worked joyfully. However, one angel missed putting away the last rabbit kit from the conveyor belt: Package #149, Extra-large. So there it went, chugging along... Unknowingly, angels connected me, piece by piece, and there I came out of the chute, a fully made little boy - with front teeth the size of dominoes.

So there. "bugs Bunny! Bugs Bunny!" my classmates jeered.

To my relief though, after 3 or 4 years, they stopped calling me that name. Looking at the mirror again one day, I saw why: my face had grown large in age, and my teeth didn't look as humongous anymore. Like magic, they fit nicely. God is wise! Imagine: if I didn't want those twin towers potruding from my mouth as a kid but had normal teeth that fir nicely with my face, how would I now appear with this extra-large head of mine and that set of pee-wee teeth?

I would have probably heard, "Donald Duck! Donald Duck!" for the rest of my life.

Yes, God is really wise.

Because many times we don't understand why things are big, small, or medium-sized in our life. Why life doesn't fit? With sickness. Or money problems. Or relationship gone askew. Why does God allow this monstrosity in my life? This pain? Why doesn't He let my life fit? Doesn't He care?

Oh, He does. Very much. In fact, that's why He doesn't make your life fit. So that you won't be Donald Duck forever. Only Bugs Bunny for a while.

Look now at the mirror of God's eyes.

And soon, you will see the big and the small fit into your life.

Like magic.

That really helped me a lot on re-evaluating my plans for 2007. I've forgotten the meaning of "why" or "when". I stopped questioning "why this" or "when will it be". I live life one day at a time trying to absorb all the details of life. Those that I usually take for granted. I'm trying to be thankful for whatever I have right now. I know that life is a constant change and God is always preparing me for the next level... for the next challenge.

And right now, guess what! He's on the middle of repackaging my life. Thank God He's The Boss.