..rescued by spongebob..

Every single moment of our life is created for a purpose. There will be seconds of laughter and minutes of tears. A fraction of an hour for sadness and a lingering days and weeks of happiness. Every single moment we exist is a stage for God to show His greatness, His ground to teach us lessons we needed in order to grow, in order to appreciate the bounty and miracles in life, in order to differentiate what is fleeting from those that are eternal.

Today, I have a heart-melting lesson-learned experience. I was about to go to bed when I gave a glance to open the pictures from my DSLR, my most intimate friend. It was borrowed from me the night before since my friend Gretchien celebrated her 26th. Unfortunately, I was on duty. "PLEASE BE CAREFUL OF IT" was my emphasized instruction. As in giving a hyphen in every syllable. Today before I retired to sleep, I was disgusted when I learned that my most intimate friend got a glitch! It seemed like my blood pressure is on the nth millimeters of Mercury should at any given time, the blood pressure cuff will PUFF flatline. It was exactly then that Pauline, or Pip as what we call her came to the room. I asked her in a stingy, inept manner how it came to be that the fully functioning high-end camera became like a what-the-heck-happened-to-this-DSLR. Pip tried to maneuver it, explaining while doing some twists and turns that it was "well" last night until that glitch of idiopathic cause happened. She went out of our room and came back again trying to extend the utmost help she can give but all she heard from me were "Wag ngayon Pip, mainit ang ulo ko". She quietly left the room. I knew something was not right with what I've said because I can feel my heart aching. I gave myself sometime to breath, sometime to cooldown. I can't take it to go to bed with a heavy heart at the thought that I might have hurted someone. So I decided to go to her room but she was not  there. I waited outside the bathroom thinking that she's just having a bathroom privilege while at the back of my mind is a plan of hugging her and says sorry I was stupid. To my dismay, Pip was nowhere to be found. It was grace that I saw my spongebob notepad given to me as a birthday present. I started scribbling, and in it were these verbatim words that goes like:

Dearest Pip,

I'm not angry,  sorry for the initial reaction. I love Flat 8! I hope you were not offended with what I've said. I'm sorry :c

P.S. Wake me up when you're around.

Love,

Kim

I stuck the notepad on her door with bandaid to keep it from falling off, hoping she will read it the soonest. Still, I'm not contented with just leaving a note. So I waited for her. After sometime, the door in the receiving area  swung open and it coughed out Pip. I moved toward her and hugged her right there and then saying how sorry I was. And spoiling the surprise of my notepad on her door. Pip was humble enough to accept my repentance even saying that she might have touched the settings of my intimate friend. And I felt the lightness as she said that everything's well.

Sometimes, we are blinded by the things that  doesn't count the most. I could have ruined a good friendship should I have chosen material things over relationships. I could have ruined an eternal gift should I have chosen to give weight to perishable things. Sometimes, it could only take a minute to break someone's heart and leave a lifetime of painful scar. 

This is another meaningful day of lesson. Another day of grace to be humble and admit your inadequacies. Thank you for this day that spongebob rescued me. What would life be without pen and paper?