I believe in fairytales! Always have!
Some people say that fairytales are only for children or for those who refuse to become mature and accept life’s reality which is far, if not the exact opposite, from fairytales and happy endings.
But I am a child! And will always be because my Father happens to be God. Yihaa! He promised He’ll be here forever so that means I can be a child as loooong as I want!
What I like about fairytales apart from the fact that they are always beautiful stories with plots that develop progressively from bad to good, is that they always give me pleasure after reading or watching or coloring (haha) them because they never fail to have a happy ending.
I mean, that’s the reason why I really can’t understand why some people actually decide to show horror films on Christmas, of all seasons. Are people in so much misery that they’d rather escape loneliness by resorting to having emotions of fear and distress instead?
I’m sorry but I want my heart to remain warm, if not burning hot with love (wiheee), but not frozen with fear, dear no. I know it has its tendencies to become cold, very cold, at times but that was just the old way of survival. So back to fairytales, I love them because they keep my heart warm and cozy and light and hopeful!
The concept of happy endings is great! It gives you hope and assurance that you can endure whatever painful and miserable circumstances you have now because in the end, all will be well. Isn’t that great? Just saying it makes me feel so good already.
This promise of happiness, euphoria, peace and blessedness in the end is more than enough already. Really more than enough, knowing that what we do deserve is just the opposite.
Imagine having to have worked so hard, dealing with life’s battles and going through all miseries, heartaches and disappointments, then in the end even if you survived them all and lived, the moment of your victory is but temporary. You will die. Everyone dies. And so what of your hard work? OR of your success and pleasures? The whole book of Ecclesiastes very well discuss this. Everything is meaningless the teacher says.
So knowing that there’s something better that awaits you in the end, that’s really too much of a blessing.
But let’s face it. The waiting for that happy ending can be gruesome and disastrous! And that’s where the series of unfortunate events come in. I’m not going to discuss the details of waiting because I’m no expert at that. But what I just want to say is that God is just so kind, so out of this world but so near and involved in this world too. He’s so gracious, so sweet that He not only promises us happiness when all this is over but He gives it to us even in this wretched world here and now! Ayayay!
He doesn’t have to. It’s unnecessary. Love, joy, peace, these things are the valuables. They are what matters even if they don’t come easy.
As Beth Moore explains in her devotional study book Breaking Free, she fears that “we may have become so legalistic in many of our Christian circles that we’ve dropped the word “happy” from our religious vocabulary even when it’s appropriate.” Because joy and blessing seems more lasting and more Christianese I guess.
But it’s true sometimes God just makes us HAPPY! Beth balanced her statement when she said that “happiness is inappropriate when it’s our goal but it’s not inappropriate when it’s God’s momentary gift. Open it. Enjoy it. And remember it when times get tough.”
I certainly won’t forget this!
Haha! Happiness indeed. Almost happy in a funny embarrassing way knowing God has to do all this.
Okay so I didn’t get all these stuff. Haha, the bigger bouquet of roses was from my Pops to Mamu. Haha, I only got the smaller one and this! Shks I can hear growing old with you in the background, hay, sweet happiness.
This little black chocolate heart I gave to Mamu. But what I got in exchange was my favourite cookies and cream cake from Red Ribbon that I don’t get enough of regularly because they don’t sell it in single slices. Bitter. Haha. Too impractical naman to buy the whole thing. So thank you pops! I think I only mentioned it once to him in passing that that was my favourite flavour and he remembered!
But before Pops came home, when I arrived earlier and got to my room after my date (with my best friend of course haha, who else), I found this.
Ah thank you mamu! Hahaha, kafunny gid ya!
Thank you Dada. I really appreciate this kind gesture.
Haha, funny God! This was completely unnecessary. You don’t need to do something so little and lowly like this because You’ve already done the super big overwhelming gestures of showing your unfailing love for me. Thank you for everything You’ve done and for doing this little big thing as well.
Just when I thought I was already about to pass the test of enduring this world-made day of romance for lovers and tragedy for singles, you did this ha. Even using a stranger to give me a long stemmed rose? Now who can do that?! Only YOU!
All these cheesy stuff from morning to night just to say Happy Valentine’s Day to me? Hm what statement are you trying to make? Haha, okay okay. It’s official. This is the most unforgettable Valentines Day I’ve had so far! Plus that flower girl basket of flowers for France was also a super funny idea Dad. Haha, thanks again!
And how much more the happiness thereafter?
