Dolly de los Reyes

A friend once showed me an article on the sacrament of waiting. Having read it, it made me view waiting as something so sacred that you cannot let yourself interfere with it. Indeed, it is true; a year after that, a man came into my life, my “ideal man” without me having the slightest clue of his coming. That was because I respected the sacrament of waiting. But let us not dwell on that. Not all relationships are bound to last as long as you are not with the person God had prepared for you. Reading my book “Quest for Love” by Elisabeth Elliot, I came across an article titled, “The Discipline of Waiting”. Actually, it was my dear friend who highlighted this topic for me to carefully read. One of the passages from the Scripture mentioned there was this: Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for Him; do not fret. (Psalm 37:7) I thought of how I can put this into action in this fast-paced world. In my human standards, it sounded so idealistic that it became too good to be true . Is

"I was pre-destined to live this kind of life," he told me one summer vacation, with a hint of regret in his voice. He was warmly welcomed into our house when he arrived a day after the start of my summer vacation with my family; all of us siblings were at home then. "Were you?" My lips quivered even before I could hide my irritation. Don't get me wrong. We're enjoying this father-daughter tandem (he's making up for the years he lost when he chose to live with another woman). It was just that I had a sickening feeling of being dragged into his own miseries. Well, I went back to my hometown to enjoy the rest of the summer days with my family, right? I didn't imagine it to be a dramatic one. He lowered his eyes. I didn't like to look at his eyes. I continued. "You're old; I'm sure you don't want to spend the remaining days of your life in misery. You have abandoned us mercilessly, but we have accepted you with forgiveness upon my s