SWEET 30 before 30 project
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Seven Pounds of Tears
1:36 AM April 2nd
I just wiped the last few drop of tears in my eyes. I missed crying, if I may say, the last time I cried was a couple of months ago. Today, it was after finishing the last minute of the unabashedly emotional movie SEVEN POUNDS. “One hell of a cry for me really!” is how I can describe it. In between sobs I would gasped for air, inhale slowly and I would make a sigh sound afterwards. I just realized how a simple teardrop could mean a LOT of things. Whether we were broken, sad, happy, excited, robbed, victorious, scared, clueless or even just simply affected by an emotional movie… it all let our lacrimal glands produce the tears. It may just differ in amount or in what emotion we are feeling at the time it was created but then again it is still called TEARS and I am grateful that God was really really smart to give us this outlet to express how we feel. Can you imagine if we don’t cry if we get hurt or when we are extra happy? I don’t think it would ever be the same again. J
Anyway, regarding the movie, I have always been a fan of Will Smith and I badly wanted to see his latest film – SEVEN POUNDS. Unfortunately, no one was kind enough to accompany me (I haven’t encourage anyone though to be with me..hahaha) so I delayed my schedule of watching it and decided to do more important things. This afternoon, I just saw a copy of it and finally grabbed one. I was too sleepy to open my laptop when I arrived home from a long meeting in Casa Armas, but I remembered I need some more motivation for the week! The next two hours have been worthwhile and I didn’t even expect to cry a lot today ha!
Lesson learned: I made mistakes in the past and some people might have even done worst things to me. At the end of the road, we all seek emancipation. FREEDOM is important for me. I will ask forgiveness if I have to even how hard it could get and I can forgive even how bad it could hurt. Right time and right heart… that is all I need. In this lifetime, If someone asked me how many lives I have touched? I might be clueless, but surely I will answer “not enough yet”, and life will continue. If you haven’t started, BEGIN NOW.
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