Feel, Own, and Control Your Emotion – God’s Way

clip_image002“My heart begs for consolation. Papa Lord, please take away this nagging feeling of depression in me.” With a downcast aura, I bent down and cried.

Our life’s tribulations come and go, and like ripples of waves on water’s surface, how we react to each situation will most likely determine the outcome of such. I never would have known how emotionally immature I was if not for those trials that used to veer me away from my comfort zone. And as always the case, I got to keep in touch with myself.

First impression – I would often receive the feedback of me being cheerful. True, I am. But little do they know that I am pretty normal, someone who isn’t exempted from the pangs of negativities surrounding me. How, then, do I handle toxic emotions? EXPERIENCE – I got everything from here. God sent instruments who had played their roles well during the “trial-and-error” stage. It was never easy, but it was worth the pain.

Feel your emotion – This was my life string when I was extremely tried. I didn’t own anything then except my emotion, the feeling of depression, of the “I-am-pitiful” state, and of helplessness. When I recognized my emotion in front of God, it was then when the acceptance of reality truly kicked in. I felt my emotion, however harsh it was, and then cried it all out to God.

Own your emotion – There is a conscious effort into owning our emotion. I haven’t mastered the skill yet, if it is, but with God’s grace, I do practice keeping denial out of the way. I am responsible for whatever it is that bothers me; there always is the Blessed Sacrament who silently listens to my laments.

Control your emotion – It only happened once when I succumbed to the idea of killing myself. I was horrified of the thought, and I asked God for pardon immediately. “Hey, Dolly. Don’t you ever forget that you are God’s child, so stop dragging yourself to hell.” I sort of heard that in my head, and I chortled. That was my wake up call. It was God’s tiny voice, reminding me that my agony had surpassed the expiry date. From that day on, I learned the significance of controlling my emotion… the hard way.

As we live on this disturbed world, we are never excused from the sufferings it offers. But equally true, we also are never excepted from receiving bountiful blessings, gifts from the God of Compassion and Mercy. Yes, it’s one’s outlook in life that either make or destroy him.

Today, blessed as we are, God is reminding us of the grandeur of life, of the beauty left still after the storm. Whether we be hit by an emotional instability or safely riding on the waves of life, let us bear in mind that we are from God; He wants us to enjoy our life with His gifts.

What better way to live than to surrender everything at the foot of His Cross and go on with peace in our hearts and minds, seeking to do everything God’s way.

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  1. Frank A HilarioMarch 15, 2014 at 7:03 PM

    Dolly, I've been through hell on earth for quite a number of years myself. It was only when I learned to confront my own fears, and knew or believed that God was on my side, when I finally successfully surrendered all my cares to Him, that I began to enjoy life even when I still have problems.

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    1. UnknownMarch 18, 2014 at 10:16 PM

      That is the secret into living a joyful life. It will never be perfect, but the acknowledgement of our very own emotion in front of God will surely save us years of wasted anguish. Will bear this in my mind and heart, Tito Frank. :)

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