A Change of Perspective

I was recently asked to really reflect about the first time I heard the call, for some people, it went as far back as their childhood. For others, it was something fairly recent. For myself, after much thought and reflection, I realized the call began in the first moment of brokenness (specifically in relationships) because every brokenness I had experienced was significantly different. The blessing in each is that every piece of brokenness taught me a deeper way to love (myself, others, and more importantly, God). But once again, it took a CHANGE OF PERSPECTIVE TO UNDERSTAND THAT and TRULY TAKE IT TO HEART… So this is the best way I could comprehend it, myself:

I had looked at life as a mountain to climb. The goal, ultimately, is to reach the top. Surrounded by nothing, but the sky around me (#thestruggleisreal). Every time I had experienced brokenness, I thought of it as another “crack” from some sort of “inner volcano” that was waiting to erupt… As more cracks had appeared, it became harder, but when I truly acknowledged God in my life, I took note and held onto Him like a rope that would help me with the climb. Yet no matter what the trials were, more cracks appeared, but this “inner volcano” never erupted. BUT… What if I didn’t change any part of my life and this journey, but simply changed the perspective? 

It’s the exact same image, but taken in a new perspective… a new angle. This brokenness actually reminds me of a Japanese art that my brother, Kevin Muico, had introduced to us at METRO REGION’S RLR 2014 – KINTSUGI. The art of taking broken ceramic items, and molding it back together with GOLD, in which the original vessel, being broken, is made more precious and more beautiful by being mold together again with gold!

GOLD, to me, is GOD. In my brokenness, what I saw was “brokenness” began to change…

1. What I thought were cracks from some waiting-to-erupt volcano were actually the ways He was filling those moments of brokenness with Him, Himself – GOLD
2. What I thought was lava, waiting to erupt at the top was actually the source of Light in which He had always encouraged to bring out to me and in me.
3. What I thought was a rope to help me up was not just for me to hold on to Him, but it was a helping hand He gave me so that like the use of a handle, He could hold on to me too.
4. And that blue sky? That only thing that surrounded me? Well, it was always simple… How many times have I prayed for Mama Mary’s blue mantle of protection. I strongly believe that through all the brokenness, she was safeguarding my heart and the journey that has led me to this CHANGE OF PERSPECTIVE and beyond…

All of this was to make me a cup so that He can fill me completely to the brim, and overflow and pour out His abounding love in the lives of those around me…

From the very beginning, He always had a purpose for me and it merely took a simple change of perspective to understand this. For this (and many, many more), may He always be praised!

AMDG.