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I just realized as I reflected… ever since I really started regular worship and daily prayer, I started to feel a heavier burden towards my surroundings, towards people who are underprivileged and in dire need of the Lord.
I knew that a deeper faith in God would bring about a more sensitive and greater consciousness within me… but only recently did I realize one of the reasons why this has happened…
I went into quiet contemplation and reflected on some of the chapters of the book I read entitled, ““, which talks about effective prayer. And I learned that a prayer that comes from a painful heart is easily heard by God hence making it more powerful.
The pain I am experiencing is a “spiritual reality”… it is actually brought about by the Holy Spirit. The Spirit allows the pain and sorrow to overwhelm me so that I can channel all of it through prayer… thus creating a powerful prayer to the Lord for those in urgent need of God.
Wonderful, isn’t it? The pain is a gift… because it serves a greater purpose.
Praise God for these revelations.
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On my way home from a friend’s house, my wife and I stopped by a convenience store to buy some milk for our two little kids.
It was already 2:00 AM.
On my way back to the car, a little kid approached me. In his hands were a bunch of Sampaguita flowers… probably the last strands of what he had been selling since that afternoon.
He said, “Kuya, sampaguita po… 20pesos na lang para makauwi na po ako…” (”Sir, please buy my sampaguita… 20 Pesos only so that I can go home already…”), and he looked very sad and tired.
This kid is practically the same age as my little boy, and he’s still out at 2:00AM selling flowers while my kid is at home fast asleep already.
This crushed my heart so bad. I took the flowers and saw him off. As I drove away, I stopped at the next intersection waiting for the traffic light to give us the “go” signal. I noticed the very same boy walking away… he sadly looked back at me and softly waved goodbye…
Suddenly, I felt this great burden… so much pain and sorrow overwhelmed me. It’s as if I needed to do something more for the boy. In no exaggeration, the pain was totally unbearable… It’s as if someone had stuck a knife in my heart… and wouldn’t let go.
When we got home, I immediately placed the Sampaguita flowers on my altar and I just started praying and praying… I prayed with so much sorrow and grief that in the middle of my prayer I started crying and crying… tears just wouldn’t stop flowing down.
I prayed ONLY for this little boy… I asked the Lord for provisions for the kid as He has always provided for me and my family. I prayed for his safety and protection… I intently asked that kids like him be able to find God and faith amidst all their hardships. I also asked the Lord that I may be able to see this boy once again so that I may be able to help him some more.
May the Lord bless all the little children… especially those in dire need of His saving grace.
