While Daisy and I got to talking about her dad and dolls and pets, I confessed as I realized something. I felt odd at first but found a treasure within this experience. A sweet blessing after all.
Michelle: I don’t remember having a doll that I was attached to…
Daisy: Oh, how come?
Michelle: I don’t really know. I can’t remember. When I left home to come to study in Cebu, I never even brought with me any toy.
Daisy: Wow that’s surprising…I mean you were still 8 years old right?
Michelle: Well, being away from home and staying in a house that was not our own somehow made me feel I shouldn’t keep things.
Daisy: Hmm… interesting. You felt you didn’t have the right to do what you wanted and have what you wanted because “it wasn’t your place”, so to speak.
Michelle: Hahaha, maybe. After all I am one who seriously follows rules. Maybe I thought it was part of a rule.
Daisy: Oh like you felt you had to be prim and proper all the time.
Michelle: I guess so…and I think that’s how I began to be quiet amidst people.
Daisy: Really? Hahaha. It does make sense of why you become the quiet one in a crowd but the storyteller when we’re alone.
Michelle:Funny huh? Come to think of it, this particular way of thinking was the one that led me to start trying to talk to God.
Daisy: Wow, tell me about it.
Michelle: Well, since I don’t talk much with anyone in my new home I found myself feeling lonely most of the time. I’ve heard about Father God and thought that He may want to listen to me. One day I started talking to Him.
Daisy: And?
Michelle: And I felt good being able to tell Him anything. I knew He was there because I felt light and happy every time. Somehow I could just be me with Him. No etiquette to follow, no hardest rules to obey, no nagging coming from him. He simply listened while I spoke about what I did that day and I’d feel Him smile as I shared.
Daisy: Gosh, that seems…sweet.
Michelle: Hahaha I never thought of it that way. But yes, it was sweet.
By: Michelle Simtoco and Daisy Ba-ad
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Michelle!
I was doing that from as far back as I can remember. As a child in ireland God was the only one i could talk too. Noboddy really told me about him…I think his holy spirit just started leading me and I have been doing it ever scince..I feel accepted , loved and at peace when i talk or spend time with him..i do not trust people..actually neither did Jesus…I guess that was a big part of the hurt in my life growing up..trusting people because I was looking for love and in all the wrong places..god allows us to go our own path so that we can find him and loose ourselves in him..
I love reading you chats and writings..wish you were in my neighborhood
:):):) and we could all meet for tea and fellowship..
Bye for now Mike ;0)
Hi Mike,
You bless me with your sharing. There is much joy in talking to God. And being able to talk about that is very freeing. LOL We have progressed from cookies and milk to tea. hahaha That would be a lovely idea. I am sure we will have a grand time.
Michelle
Michelle and Daisy what a profound way of sharing how our inner thoughts and conversations affect how we do things. Then bringing it around to how we can learn from this to share with our living loving God and Father. He who has provided all things in abundance and does indeed listen and answer. I like you have never felt a harsh judgmental God as I have heard so many preach. Like you, I always feel the love, the comfort and know I can talk with Him about anything. always feeling understood, loved and fulfilled after I talk to Him. I talk to Him more and more everyday and inner peace continues to espand and grow.
You both have such a unique way of sharing these experiences. Thank You! Much Love to both of you!!!
Hello Sue, it’s always a pleasure to read your sharing. I am always re-energized with your reflections. God is simply sweet and tender and I am blessed to have people like you and Michelle show me clearly how loving our God truly is. Blessing:)