When Angels Shed Their Wings

The two cherubs as details of Raphael's painting
The Sistine Madonna

A mother's encounter with an angel is an indelible snapshot.  Mine appears in thumbnails or animated clips and kept safely archived.  I have been blessed to remember the times I have brought my 4 children in this world and all of them were through normal childbirth.  The moment I saw them I was convinced that they are not the closest things to angels but they ARE angels.  Life looks different now : good and conquerable.  I am different now:  better and determined. I've become an advocate of Drs. Spock and Dobson, avid reader of parenting books and magazines only to realize there is no one good handbook.  That parenting strategies are not like Ikea bought furnitures that you just assemble with wrenches or screw drivers and you have a table 20 minutes later.  Personally, at times it was rocket science for me and my husband. (Yes, the "Houston we have a problem" kind a thing)

As days, months, and years pass my angels go through what I call a reverse metamorphosis - they shed their wings into adulthood instead of growing them.  They throw tantrums, become stubborn, cuss, and could sometimes physically hurt other kids or people.  The moment they say "I Hate You" never failed to break my heart. I also have experiences wherein people tell me the horrors they've had with my kids such as: 

"That was the first time I have seen so much hate from a child!"

"Where did he learn to say that?"

"They are so violent!"

"Bring them with you when you go, I cannot handle them."

"What kind of a parent are you?"

My kids have solicited various reactions as well.

• stares from people
• people talking behind them or us (The pleasure we give them when they look at our kids and say "At least my kid's not like that) 
• violent head shakes of disapproval or disappointment

Experiencing these 

offended me,
hurt me,

embarrassed me, and

made me feel ineffective as a parent.

Through the years of adding one child after another until we decided to stop counting at 4, we are learning to raise our children that will comfort them during times when they are scrutinized under people's lenses. We are learning to:

1.  Adjust our perspective.  Love comes with an open mind.  Criticisms can either be true or false.  Open the mind even if the heart resists at first. Sometimes as parents, we get offended and hurt by such comments mainly because we know our kids beyond those monstrosities other people see in them. How we know them should also be our leverage of understanding them.  We understand them better than others.  The monster in them is not the entirety of them.  You know the good in them because it is the same good in you. 

3.  Change our approach, if the undesirable behavior poses as a challenge to correct. As they say, "There's more than one way to skin a cat." Cat ok...not your kids! Even if we invest our time in reading books yet fail to read our kids' (totally unique) personality, we'll end up frustrated.  Our "cardio" workout as parents was to constantly look for better options for them. 

4.  Allow them to assimilate in an environment of adherence and conformity. Kids can learn  both good and bad behavior in socializing with people.  The key here is our consistency as parents in promoting, emphasizing, and rewarding the good behavior as they see them practiced by friends, family, and groups.

5.  Set and enforce rules. One time when my second son was trying to win an argument with me he  retorted "This is a free country."  "It is." Mom x 4 responds. "As much as it is a responsible one." Rules don't delimit kids, it is a tool for pruning them. 

6.  Help them express themselves through meaningful words.  Cussing seem to give kids (and even adults) an easy way to demand for prompt results or it can be the quickest word/s to say when we are upset. Since I am with them most of the time (dad's looking for that bacon to bring home), I play referee between sibling arguments and tempers. When one is verbally offensive we try to "rephrase" the argument through non offensive words.  It is a process really (like this labyrinth of flow charts!) We are trying to learn to express why we are frustrated, what vexed us, how do we feel when we disagreed.  As we help them express, we help them communicate and understand each views with respect.  

7.  Hold them.  There is no other powerful tool of affirming a good behavior but a hug or a  tap.  No words needed.

8.  Seek help.  Husbands and wives are always tag teams in rearing kids. We talk to family, friends, teachers, and church mates on how they can help us on some of our kids' behavior issues.  Most of the time, they respond to your kids in a more patient and  understanding way thus making them another friend or ally.  

9.  Enhance their spirituality.  As Christian parents we do not only teach our children to be right with men but more importantly to be right with God.  Spirituality elevates our actions enabling us to conquer our erring ways as humans and to depend on a God who is the source of all good.  

Parenting is not just a job but a calling. It may last for a lifetime but it's all worth that time. So even when our angels shed their wings, we love them just the same.  In their frailties and inadequacies they remain to be our heritage and reward from the Lord (Psalms 127:3). 

One documentary I love is Freakonomics as a portion of it discussed what a good parent is and I agree that a good parent is the one who tries to be one. 

Sa Araw Ng Mga Baga (lungs)

Ilang hakbang pa lang ako sa pintuan ng Publix, sumisigaw na ng pula ang buong grocery store.  Maniniwala ka ba na kahit "Rose" ang pangalan ko hindi roses ang magpapablush sa 'kin?  Sa tulips, hydrangeas, carnation, at bonsai ako mapapatigil sa paglalakad at sila ang  tatawag ng pangalan ko.  Habang aliw na aliw akong tingnan sila, ganito ang nakasulat sa thought bubble ko: "Kelan kaya ako bibigyan ulit ng asawa ko ng gaya niyo?" 

"Mama, we need to buy those Valentine cards for my classmates tomorrow!"  Bigla akong bumalik sa realidad sa lakas ng boses ng anak ko. Paalam thought bubble.  Singhaba ng buhay mo ang mga pangarap ko. Nagmadali na akong tapusin ang pag grocery dahil kapag nagtagal pa kami dito mapupuno ang cart ng Doritos and mini donuts.   Pero sa isip ko kinakausap ko ang mga bulaklak sa aisle "Ang gaganda niyo para iwan. Sana girls night out tayo bukas."  Sana...

"Rose!"  Excited na tinawag ako ng asawa ko paguwi namin sa bahay.  Excited din akong lumapit..."Yeis?" Alam mo naman ang mga babae gusto nila parang Long Island Medium psychic ang asawa nila - kayang bumasa ng isip. Thought bubble #2: "Baka may something something siya sa akin!!!" Thought bubble #2 gaya ng #1 muling pumutok. "Dumating na yung accessory ng kotse ko. Tulungan mo ko, ikabit natin!" Thought bubble #3 "Natin? Magisa ka!" Ako na rin ang pumutok ng huling thought bubble.  Lumapit ako tinulungan ko siya. Hindi siya sumisipol habang gumagawa pero sa saya niya I swear naririnig ko siyang sumisipol sa galak. Konting buwelo, hingang malalim sabay tanong, "Pa, anong gift mo sa akin?"  Simpleng tanong sinagot ng simpleng sagot, "Rose, ano ka ba naman."

Sabi ko nga sa dati kong blog, 4th year college kami ng huling binigyan niya ako ng boquet ng mga roses.  Matagal ng panahon 'yun.  That was 4 kids ago. Taun taon naghihintay ako ng bulaklak sa mesa o sa kama o di kaya i-deliver sa tapat ng pintuan.  Taun taon nangangarap ako.  

Mag momoment pa sana ako pero wala ng time. Kailangan nang magluto ng hapunan ang nanay.  Lumapit ulit ang asaw ko, "Rose, luto luto tayo." Kapag sinasabi niya yan, ibig sabihin magluluto kaming pareho.  Isang bagay na hindi namin madalas gawin dahil ako ang madalas "nagluluto luto" mag isa para pag uwi niya galing trabaho "kakain kain" na lang siya. Nabusog kami sa tapa at ginisang toge. Yan na ang date namin. Sulit naman at hindi mapapantayan ng kahit anong restaurant kasi kung paano kami sabay nagluto, sabay din kaming naglinis ng pinagkainan. 

Hindi niya laging nababasa ang isip ko ni hindi niya nararamdaman palagi ang nararamdaman ko.  Pero may mga panahong napapahanga niya ako.  Ito ang mga pagkakataong mahalaga sa akin, mahalaga sa aming dalawa.  Sinasamahan niya ako sa mga "moments" na akala kong nagiisa ako.  

Na-admit ang nanay ko sa hospital a few days ago - Pneumonia sabi ng doctor.  Instead na maging araw ng mga puso ang i-celebrate namin, nag-alala kami sa baga ni Nanay! Nagiisa akong anak na babae pero sa layo naming mag ina, hindi ko siya maaalagaan. Ang isang damsel in distress na gaya ko kailangan ng isang valiant knight.  Hindi nga lang siya ang knight in shining armor ko dahil naka-scrubs siya.  "Rose, magpadala tayo kay nanay." Hindi sila humingi ng tulong sa amin pero hindi rin kailangan ng asawa ko na hingan siya ng tulong para dumamay.  Hindi ko siya kailangang sabihan sa mga bagay na gagawin niya para maramdaman ko na mahal niya ko.  Ang pag ibig kahit hindi hingin kahit hindi sabihin, nagbibigay.  Kung kaya niyang mahalin ang mga tao at mga bagay na mahal mo at mahalaga sa iyo paano mo pa idedefine ang pagibig sa mga bulaklak o sa ibang bagay na lumilipas o di kaya nalalanta? Kapag nabigay niya na sa yo ang puso niya, wala ng hihigit pa doon.  Wala ka na ring dapat hingin pa sa kanya. If he loves you, that love never fails.  

Bago matulog, we said our "I Love You's". Walang mga flowers, chocolates, cards or dinner na nakapost sa Facebook.  Hindi kayang ma-upload sa wall ko ang puso mo, Rad. Ok na walang roses. Ako naman ang nagiisang Rose sa buhay mo.  

Para sa mga umiibig enjoy this clip...thanks to Rheese who found it in YouTube.  Magmahal ng walang hinihinging kapalit. 

Let Us Start Rebuilding

While struggling to come up with something new to start 2014, I was lead to read the book of Nehemiah.  This was actually the second time that I've read the story of this great leader who rallied the people of Israel in rebuilding the walls of Jerusalem while they were held captive by the Persians under King Artaxerxes. It was only in my second reading that the traits of this royal cupbearer and man of God resounded with such impact that I tarried on reading a verse which will serve as my mantra this new year. 

The story opens and presents to us Nehemiah receiving news from his brother that the remnants of the exile returned to the provinces but the walls of Jerusalem remain in ruins and its gates burned.   Such news struck Nehemiah with grief for his people and for his nation whom God has established as His own.  The very thing that created his identity and convictions as an Israelite is now in ruble and ashes. Instead of being immobilized by this hapless situation, Nehemiah found solace in prayer and fasting.  The first response was to immediately take a lowly stance in the presence of God which clearly showed his heart and faith; two things that remained standing loftily in the midst of a dispersed nation and crumbled walls. Chapter 1 ends, "Lord, let your ear be attentive to the prayer of this your servant and to the prayer of your servants who delight in revering your name. Give your servant success today..."

Nehemiah planned his next move and that is to find favor in the eyes of king Artaxerxes who was crucial in mechanizing each cog of Nehemiah's plan to turn. Nehemiah's countenance in the king's presence ignited a query from someone who can provide  the necessary resources for the rebuilding of the walls: "Why does your face look so sad when you are not ill? This can be nothing but sadness of heart.” Even in fear, Nehemiah knew his position in the presence of the king and presented the authenticity of his heart. Things fell perfectly in its place when the king replied “What is it you want?” God's hand orchestrated the spontaneity of the succeeding events.  Nehemiah was allowed to go back to Jerusalem to build the walls and was even provided the resources to make things happen.  There, while inspecting the walls he did not utter any word to the priests, nobles and officials who were with him until such time that he saw and surveyed the situation in its entirety.  More than anyone who could give him the right counsel at that time, he drenched himself in what God gave him in his heart.  It was what he needed most to start a gargantuan task. 

With all the blueprint laid out in his mind he faces his people "Come, let us rebuild the wall of Jerusalem, and we will no longer be in disgrace.I also told them about the gracious hand of my God on me and what the king had said to me.They replied, 'Let us start rebuilding.' So they began this good work."

Each day gives us the opportunity to start rebuilding. Let me say it again - rebuilding.  How is the new year new for most of us?  It doesn't have to take us a minute to realize that we are still in the presence of the same group of people whom we either love or loathe.  You get a few hundreds (or pennies) more from doing a job you held for years or even decades but still captivated by the thought of that dream position in Utopia Inc. There are still relationships that you've sewn countless times with all the stitches you could ever think of that it now looks like a ball of gnarled thread than a tapestry of love.  The word "quit" is just a vague urge and you convinced yourself that sobriety is the antonym of "Lindsay Lohan". Your image in the mirror shows you the same features that you tried to enhance or get rid of but gravity and time engages you to a lifelong battle over aesthetics. Again, you look at yourself in the mirror and what's more tormenting are not the things you immediately see with your eyes but what you see with your heart.  The same brokenness ails you, the same weaknesses debilitate you, the same needs and wants clamor inside your heart. Is there anything new in these? You could only wish that they will leave your back door just as 2013 did.       

The concept of a fresh start as we learned from Nehemiah is to rebuild using what's left of the rubble and finding the resources to rebuild the newness of things again.  His success was attributed to these:

1.  His full reliance in God set the stage and lead them to the completion of the task.  From the characters (whether hero or villain), to the setting, and the plot, God directed each act. Nehemiah did not overlook the power of his God.  To show this he prayed, he fasted, and again he prayed. Nehemiah knew from the very beginning there was nothing he can do without God - not his position as a cupbearer to the king, not his ancestry, not his skills, neither his personality.

When he was troubled and told God his desires he prayed: Lord, let your ear be attentive to the prayer of this your servant."

When he feared the possibility of failure he prayed: The king said to me, “What is it you want?” "Then I prayed to the God of heaven,and I answered the king,"

In the time of ridicule from the opposition Nehemiah uttered: "Hear us, our God, for we are despised..."

When danger lurked as they build the walls, Nehemiah recollects "But we prayed to our God and posted a guard day and night to meet this threat.

In the event when fear made a detour and struck Nehemiah's companions instead, Nehemiah prayed "Now strengthen my hands.”

2.  Nehemiah took out his sticky notes and made sure all items in his To Do list are ticked off done! A man of faith is a man of work.  The kind of work ethics displayed by Nehemiah was exceptional.  He planned, kept track of time, resourceful, motivated the people, and anticipated calculated risks as the work progressed.  He kept moving and doing and gave us a picture that in the equation of productivity and success, you have to be one of the values.  You cannot be asking God and you are absent from the formula.  There is no doubt in what the power of God can do but an instrument such as us must be there so that it will be manifested.  

3.  Be aware of threats and oppositions.  Lead them and not the other way around. Like us, Nehemiah encountered set backs.  They are there to remind us that while we are rebuilding our aspirations, we should be attentive of our surroundings.  There are so much threat to our dreams that we cannot afford these threats to creep into the gaps of our walls.  While workers and builders were doing their tasks, Nehemiah stationed families under the lowest points of the wall to guard it against the enemies.  As one hand held a tool to build, the other holds a spear to defend.  Build and protect.  Execute and do not compromise.  

 If there is one thing new that you need to start your year, it is a new disposition under God's power.  Let us rebuild our dreams, our lives, relationships, and priorities out of what we have seeking God's grace so that we will not remain exile among the ruins of our past mistakes and weaknesses.  

Let us start rebuilding! (Nehemiah 2:18)