Somebody I know mentioned that fornication is a part of a boy-girl relationship. I cannot help but suddenly be sad. And I remember somebody from years back tell me that I am a hypocrite because I am not watching a sex-video with them; when he was the one who taught me that Christianity is about respecting the human dignity of each person? I am of the mind that watching Katrina Halili moan and do acrobatics in the privacy of the bedroom is going against her human dignity, treating her as an object, of ridicule (isn’t it funny having her show all her moves for everyone to see?) and/or of desire. If she was not aware that she was being video-taped during that intimate time, can I say that she was not a victim? I was and am deeply and severely disappointed. Is this how the world thinks now? The concept of values is not a static concept. ‘Values’ is something a person personally values; what is important; what is wrong or right. And from the statement above, it is unclear to me where this generation went.
How can one say that one believes and loves God and in the same vein think that it is okay to disobey what he advises because it is what everybody does anyway? So God’s opinion is of less importance? So everything that happens inside places of worship is God’s, and everything outside is not his business? Whatever happened to Christianity as a lifestyle? Whatever happened to character; to integrity? Integrity means being integrated, wholeness within, the state of having no divisions with what one believes in and with what one does in real life. Whatever happened to these?
I am afraid that all men think this way.
I am not perfect. Sometimes, I term myself Ang Reyna ng Sablay. I have done many things in my life that I am not proud of. And I think, Christians are not perfect, they are flawed individuals; and Christianity is more about struggling to remain and choosing to be good because that is our nature. Good meaning being more and more what something should be. Not about just going with the tide. Only a dead fish swims with the current anyway. It is saddening that there is almost no support to be found for a person who seeks to do what is right. Where can one find it? And I could not help but think of all my soul-children. How are they faring in their offices? In their barkadas? When some of them are out working outside the country, how are they with all these ideas?
I am afraid that all men think this way.
What is wrong or right anyway? Who decides it? Isn’t the definition on this dependent on who is defining it? This is relative morality. When everything is relative, what can be wrong or right? This is of course the most convenient way to believe things. Morality is based on three things: biology, society, and God. All are changing except for God. So what is the wise choice to judge one’s wrong or right? But sometimes, it gets soooo hard to try living according to what pleases him. Add to the struggle the voices calling you foolish, unreal, (hypocrite) moralist and the list goes on…
Of course all people deserve respect as a human being, but not all gets to be respected as a man. My idea of manhood is beyond what is between his ears or what is between his legs. The world is full of hormonal grown-up boys who has adrenalin for many things but not for standing for what is right. Or standing for what they say they believe in. Can it be right then, that the politically correct term given the absence of conviction is really “boys”? The men are missing. Where are the men who can be good fathers, those who can provide the correct compass to their would-be kids? (I don’t know if it is wrong, but most of the time I gauge men according to how they would perhaps be as fathers. Well, children being the most precious responsibility one can ever have. What will he teach? How will he influence? What will he advise?)
It is one of my foremost desires to experience life grow from my womb; to feel the miracle unravel itself. However, one cannot do it alone in some sort of parthenogenesis. And I am not in favor of cloning; or gamete donor/s. A family with a mother and father who love and respect each other remains the best environment for raising up children. The problem is I don’t think I can live life fully with a grown-up boy or a pseudo-man whom I respect as a human person but not as a man I can depend on and trust. If we are in one journey of life together, how can we travel when we are following different directions as individuals? Is the case of the missing men a hopeless case? (Well, I cannot say that I will still say the same if I will fall in love with the man-boy. Having love in the issue changes the picture… Hmmm. In that case, the relationship will be more like of a heavy cross—heavy and tormenting but will still give joy…But isn’t all relationships like that anyway so what can be the difference? But will I, at the crevice of my heart, always think that there should be something more and wither away through the years; or that I can be more happy if he wasn't such a boy?) Else, the next best thing is adoption and missionary work or a life project. There are always positive alternatives. Life is a blessing, other than living it with another, there can be other ways of living it to the full.
I still hope though not all men think that way.
I think, I should really start considering another vocation. Or asking for a miracle.
How can one say that one believes and loves God and in the same vein think that it is okay to disobey what he advises because it is what everybody does anyway? So God’s opinion is of less importance? So everything that happens inside places of worship is God’s, and everything outside is not his business? Whatever happened to Christianity as a lifestyle? Whatever happened to character; to integrity? Integrity means being integrated, wholeness within, the state of having no divisions with what one believes in and with what one does in real life. Whatever happened to these?
I am afraid that all men think this way.
I am not perfect. Sometimes, I term myself Ang Reyna ng Sablay. I have done many things in my life that I am not proud of. And I think, Christians are not perfect, they are flawed individuals; and Christianity is more about struggling to remain and choosing to be good because that is our nature. Good meaning being more and more what something should be. Not about just going with the tide. Only a dead fish swims with the current anyway. It is saddening that there is almost no support to be found for a person who seeks to do what is right. Where can one find it? And I could not help but think of all my soul-children. How are they faring in their offices? In their barkadas? When some of them are out working outside the country, how are they with all these ideas?
I am afraid that all men think this way.
What is wrong or right anyway? Who decides it? Isn’t the definition on this dependent on who is defining it? This is relative morality. When everything is relative, what can be wrong or right? This is of course the most convenient way to believe things. Morality is based on three things: biology, society, and God. All are changing except for God. So what is the wise choice to judge one’s wrong or right? But sometimes, it gets soooo hard to try living according to what pleases him. Add to the struggle the voices calling you foolish, unreal, (hypocrite) moralist and the list goes on…
Of course all people deserve respect as a human being, but not all gets to be respected as a man. My idea of manhood is beyond what is between his ears or what is between his legs. The world is full of hormonal grown-up boys who has adrenalin for many things but not for standing for what is right. Or standing for what they say they believe in. Can it be right then, that the politically correct term given the absence of conviction is really “boys”? The men are missing. Where are the men who can be good fathers, those who can provide the correct compass to their would-be kids? (I don’t know if it is wrong, but most of the time I gauge men according to how they would perhaps be as fathers. Well, children being the most precious responsibility one can ever have. What will he teach? How will he influence? What will he advise?)
It is one of my foremost desires to experience life grow from my womb; to feel the miracle unravel itself. However, one cannot do it alone in some sort of parthenogenesis. And I am not in favor of cloning; or gamete donor/s. A family with a mother and father who love and respect each other remains the best environment for raising up children. The problem is I don’t think I can live life fully with a grown-up boy or a pseudo-man whom I respect as a human person but not as a man I can depend on and trust. If we are in one journey of life together, how can we travel when we are following different directions as individuals? Is the case of the missing men a hopeless case? (Well, I cannot say that I will still say the same if I will fall in love with the man-boy. Having love in the issue changes the picture… Hmmm. In that case, the relationship will be more like of a heavy cross—heavy and tormenting but will still give joy…But isn’t all relationships like that anyway so what can be the difference? But will I, at the crevice of my heart, always think that there should be something more and wither away through the years; or that I can be more happy if he wasn't such a boy?) Else, the next best thing is adoption and missionary work or a life project. There are always positive alternatives. Life is a blessing, other than living it with another, there can be other ways of living it to the full.
I still hope though not all men think that way.
I think, I should really start considering another vocation. Or asking for a miracle.