Let me tell you a story about a girl and her dream.
She was born out of poverty with her two younger siblings. Her parents only had each other when they married, no money, no property. Their love for each other and their three kids and their faithful God are the only driving forces that held everything together in the family. As a young child, she had no idea what being rich or being poor means, she just quietly knew that they have to live within their means. She never complained about not having enough – whatever material things they lack, the abundance of love in the family makes up for all of it.
One of her vivid memories was moving from one place to another. She lost count on how many times they moved, how many cities they lived in, how many schools she transferred to. Despite that, she enjoyed the pursuit of searching for houses and the packing and unpacking of stuffs. Along with this extraordinary experience are memories of scary landlords pushing them to leave even in the middle of the night because rent was overdue. From all of those, in the deepest recesses of her heart, she dreamt of having a house that her family can call their own and a comfortable life for her family. Inspite of it, she always felt that they are not alone in their struggle. Divine help always, always, always came when they need it most. God has always been their Great Provider.
Just like with any poor family trying to survive in this world – there were bills to pay, tuition fees, debts, setbacks. Right after the girl graduated from college, she set out looking for a job so she could support her family. God has been good and not long after, she found a really good company and a monthly Php 6,000.00 gross pay that time was more than she could be thankful for. Out of her first bonus she bought a washing machine because she could no longer bear to see how doing laundry breaks her mother’s back. Little by little she learned to save and acquire things that they need. She helped in sending her youngest sister to college, extended help to relatives and friends too. She generously gives because she knows how it is to have nothing. Those who do not know her would think that she has things in abundance and that life is easy on her now but she does not think so, just like before she and her family are just living within their means.
All those years, despite all the difficulties and challenges, that dream inside her never got discouraged, it grew steadily. It may have taken decades, some would think it has taken almost forever, but all the good and all the blessings in disguise conspired for her dream to come to be. Her dream was just waiting for God’s perfect time to be realized.
I decided to share this girl’s story, which is my story, to inspire you, dear reader. Those who are struggling to make both ends meet, who are working hard towards the realization of their dreams – I sincerely hope my story will inspire you to not give up.
No dream is too small or too big as long as you believe in it.. With perseverance, faith, and support from family and friends — through God’s will, my dream has become a reality. The cliché “do your best and God will do the rest” resounds with truth. For God helps those who help themselves and who never doubt God’s goodness and generosity. “..God is able to bless you abundantly, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.” (2 Corinthians 9:8)
I cannot describe how much my heart overflows with joy right now! I would like to express my sincerest gratitude..
Praises and glory be to our one and only God – the God of possibilities, our generous Provider and great Protector. To our merciful Mama Mary, our loving intercessor. A huge thank you dear Lord God and Mama Mary – for never letting me and my family down, for always being there with us – in times of trouble and in times of convenience – maraming maraming salamat po. Because I believe in the power of prayer – I also sought for the intercession of Archangel Jhudiel and St. Jude – thank you my holy patrons.
I also would like to thank the people who helped me and my family through this journey. My auntie Lorna Carbonel who patiently toured us to different locations and open-houses until I finally decided to buy – believe me, it took me years! My uncle, Engineer Dindo Conge for the kindness and support. My uncle, Architect Carlo (Marc) Navarro, who tremendously helped us from the designs to buying the materials and supervising the actual work. To our family friend’s (Norina) contractors who finished constructing our house. To my Conge cousins, and to tito Erick and tita Allen Navarro for always being ready to lend their time and effort by helping us during the move. To my supportive friends. To my family who has been with me through ups and downs and never gave up on our dreams – especially my parents. I thank God for bringing all of you into my life. God is truly good, always!