How deep is thy mother's LOVE?

Inspired by a short story " My Mother's Heart"

Looking at the stars outside my room's window, I remember how my mother scolded me when I got home that night. Well, I had a fault but I could not understand why she terribly ridiculed me and told me that I was just good for nothing. I was almost helpless. I hated her. I wanted to run away. Yes, I will. Then I felt sleep with the tears falling down from my face.

Not knowing where I am, I see myself inside a cave. I try to go but don't know where to find a way. Nevertheless, I decided to go on. Walk in the midst of darkness not knowing what is the end of the journey.

I take several steps. I look around. Nothing I could find and recognize but doors on both sides of my way. Curiously, I draw myself near the door and hesitantly hold the knob, twist it and open the door gradually. Unexpectedly, I see my mother's face angrily looking at me. My heart beat faster. I close the door with all my might.

Thinking of what is on the next door, I remember my mother. No! I won't dare see her again. But there is a soft voice that whispers to my ear, "Go on and you'll be the most precious stone in the mud."

I go on. There are three rooms left. I open the door without any care what will I see. Suddenly, my mother appears like a beast and beat me like I'm not her son. My outraging cry echoes the place. I hurriedly leave the room and try to go back. But after taking two steps back, someone brings my feet in the third door. " I won't", I tell myself. But a voice convince me once more.

With the tears on my eyes, I open the door quietly hoping I could view something pleasant of my mother. Contrary to my wish, a big screen appears flashing back all what had happened before- my parents are terribly quarreling. I was four years old then. I was crying at the corner when my father push my mother with eyes piercing with anger. Because of great hate of my mother, she took a knife and drove it on my father's back who at that time is turning back on my mother's wrath. It happened so quickly. I saw my father's body on the floor lying with his own blood.

Disgusted by the scene, I bring myself to the next door. I stand firmly. "I will do this at once and I can go out of this place."

As my hands and knees tremble with fear, I grip the knob and try to open the door but it did not work. I try again but nothing happens. After a few seconds, the door opens, I am frightened. I take a deep breath. I almost collapsed.

At the corner, I see mother's heart - full of compassion, repentance, love and affection, understanding and not hatred, anger and wrath as what I believed. I could not believed if everything is true. I shook my head and came near to the light reaching with my hands. Without any expectation, someone embraced me tightly, held me on her chest with love and said, " I'm sorry son, I love you." As I heard the soft voice, I looked up and saw my mother's face with tears on her eyes. My heart was broken into pieces and then hatred vanished like bubbles in the air. I hugged and kissed her.

I almost can't breath but then I woke up with tears falling from my face and with a smile on my lips. I can't fathom how deep is my mother's love for me. Now, I realized that my heart has no room for hatred but has a mansion for my mother's heart.















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something about LOVE..

Last month, I have heard through GMA 7, a news and current affairs program, about a young lady who committed suicide by hanging herself in her bedroom. Why? Because she fell in love and it did not work the way she wanted it to be. That did not really affect me much because I thought she was just one of those crazy, young, immature girls who could not accept that love changes and fades away.

By looking at it closely, I have come to realize that perhaps there wwere more to it than justlosing and not to go on with life.

Our parents say that love kills and destroys. And more often than not, they make it a reason to forbid us from falling in love while still in school. They claim that it only creates more pressures and failures...destroying the hopes and dreams they have for us. Sometimes our closest friends tell us that an intimate relationship with someone can destroy even the strongest friendship that ever existed. Why? Because of rivalry.

But how did these assumptions come about? Is there realy some truth to what our parents and closest friends say about love?

We have, indeed, lost too many important people in our lives because of love or we just thought it was love. But are we really sure that what we have experienced was love? Think again.

True love does not destroy but builds. It may hurt a lot but itwil never come to the point of putting an evil thought in your mind. It's very sadto know that most of us do not understand what love realy means.We ussually think that it is synonymous to security and happiness. Well, in some ways, it is, but it depends on to whom you seek for it.

The trouble with us is we ussualy depend on others about our security and happiness and because of this, we ussually get into a relationship without realy knowing what we are heading. We intend to give so much of ourselves to the point of losing our own identity and sef-confidence. And when we think we have given everything, someone fals out of ove and decides to leave.

Perhaps, we need to experience a different kind of love first. If we want a lasting relationship, then let Him stand in between. It is wrong to think that nobody understandsour need to be loved. He is the only source of lasting joy and peace. A the people we meet everyday, and even those whom we share our intimate secrets with, are temporary and changing. In onen time or another, we will lose al of them.

But if it is eternal peace and happiness that we desire, then surely there can be only one source...the one who dwells above.

LOVE

Love is more than speaking words of eloquence
Love is more than knowledge can express
Love is not a fruit of man's intelligence
Love is not religious ordinance.

Love is more than feeling or emotions
Love is not just a four-letter word
Love is not a human devotion
Love, the sweetest story ever heard.

For love is always patient, loyal and true
Love will never selfishly pursue
Love will not uncover the wrong and review
Love abides when others are untrue.

Love can bear rejection or injustice
Love has faith when everything goes wrong
Love can face a million broken promises
And forever may there will be always faith, hope and love
But the greatest of them all is LOVE.

Echoes of Our Hearts

Sometimes we close our eyes and just listen to the echoes of our hearts-we fall in love.And there are times that we love so much that we lose ourselves in our emotions. More often than not, we wonder why there are love that grows and love that grows cold. We would start to search for answers and try to find where love has gone wrong. But in the end, we find ourselves to where we started.

We cannot question love when it has its own reasons. Love will always be as it always has been- silent, mysterious and deeply profound. Many of us believed that love is forever.....that love never dies...only to be disappointed in the end.

When we find our hands empty in our heart's longing, we mistakenly have looked at love to be fulfilled. But love is only a gift given to us. We should not hold it in our hands for we may never find the strength to let it go when it decides to be. We should only embrace its warmth and glow while that lasts. and the fully open our arms when its time to say goodbye.

When we fall in love with someone, we don't want that feeling to end, for it is everything we are and everything we want it to be. We pray that love would stay and grow in our heart. But if it doesn't, then we should never let our lives be taken by it, for life should not end where heartaches begin. There is always a reason why we have to move on, when we have to say the feelings we wanted to say forever.

Let us not waive or hands with a heavy heart for love will have to set its wings free and find where it belongs. We may have lost it, but then again, when we close our eyes and listen to the echoes of our hearts, we will hear that feeling - resounding silently forever - then we'll know that it has never left us for the good that we have become for love will always stay.It will always be there, reminding us that we should be thankful and happy- and not because we have lost love - but because for once in our lives, that feeling lived in our hearts and made us HAPPY.

Love is..........

Love is a risk and happiness is a choice........ You have to risk your heart in loving and choose to be happy or the other way around, do not fall in love and live a life in solitude.

Love is accompanied with heartaches. And this is the very reason why most people are afraid of falling in love and be committed with someone. Never mind those heartaches, its just a part of achieving happiness.

Face the consequences if its the only gateway in order to be happy.....