Daily Prompt: Might As Well Jump
What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to? What would have to happen to make you comfortable taking it?
I already did. I took the jump and it sure was a very huge blind leap of faith.
I am not a risk taker. I’m a simple person who lived a simple life. I love my family and friends, I enjoyed my work so much that it wasn’t really work for me, I even love my country despite and in spite of all the negative stuff about it. But I left them all to live in a place where I had no family or friends, no job, and in a country that is totally different from what I have been used to.
It wasn’t easy. If I had even considered my comfort level before I took that risk, I might not have done it at all. Nope, I would not have left. Why, you ask, did I do it then? Because I knew that it was what God had planned for me.
Everyday leading up to the day I needed to make a decision, I prayed. I asked God what He wanted me to do. I asked Him for a sign, and if He gives me that sign, no matter how hard it was to follow His will, I was going to say yes. So here I am now.
I don’t think there is any other risk I am willing to take that is bigger than that. There certainly are a few things I have on my bucket list that I would like to do before I meet my Creator, like sky dive or bungee jump. But those are bunny hops compared to what I had to go through. A 7,000 mile jump (or 11,157.52 kilometers from the Philippines to Canada) is definitely bigger!
Daily Post: Singing in the Rain
Safe inside, toasty warm, while water pitter-patters on the roof… describe your perfect, rainy afternoon.
I’m done! I say to myself while making a mental run down of my checklist.
Clean living room, check.
Bedroom, kitchen, washroom, check, check and check.
I guess that’s it. I have the rest of the afternoon to myself.
Hmmm, that’s odd…The house is too quiet. All I hear is the rain hitting the window pane. I wonder where those two are?
I couldn’t hear their paws on the wooden floor, or their playful barks and growls.
I listen again, that’s when I hear the snoring of my little chihuahua as he slept on the couch with my pomeranian on the other end.
That seem like a great idea, I thought.
So I poured myself a glass of wine, put on some relaxing music and settled myself between the two dozing doggies.
I open my book to the marked page and started drifting off to the Pacific ocean where I left my protagonist waiting for me to continue with his story…
You’re asked to nominate someone for TIME’s Person of the Year. Who would it be, and why?
The question is a bit too vague and undefined so I will make it a bit more precise for purposes of my entry. If I were asked if I could nominate ordinary, everyday people, who has inspired, motivated and encouraged me to be the better person that I am and yet still accepted the worst version of me, I’d nominate my parents (that’s two, individual persons, but both part of a whole).
They have gone through so much. They’ve worked so hard to get us the best education that money can buy, managed to put three meals, and some, on the table for us and yet shielded us from any money problems they were having. Though they weren’t able to give us all our wants, they provided us with everything we needed. Through tough storms, they’ve kept their composure and faith and even laughed at the face of suffering and hardships. They have taught us how to love. Love God above all else, love others with patience and understanding.
I am thankful for everything that they have done to make me who I am today. I may not be the next Steve Jobs, or Bill Gates or president of even the smallest country, but I am proud of the person that they have made of me.
So that’s my cheesy entry for today’s Daily Prompt. And I thought it was going to get easier as I do this everyday. At least I haven’t missed a day yet since I started 🙂