PEACE: A Bridge towards our Success

I would like to share a story, actually, my most unforgettable experience when I was in high school that somehow relates to the inspiring story “The Carpenter’s Gift”. It’s very tear-jerking that whenever I remember it, I can’t help myself being lonely and even cry sometimes. Well, here it goes…

I was 4^th year then and being blessed by God with potentials, I’m freely offering my talents to those people who need my help. One day in our computer class, one of my classmates asked my help to change the desktop screen saver in her assigned computer. I was free at that moment so I decided to help her with no other thoughts. I’ve successfully changed the screen saver with a password to access it. I really don’t know that once you will change the settings, you can’t open the computer without the password. I honestly don’t know about that. The next day, all was well until my teacher called me in the computer lab. I didn’t expect the things that happened next. Right in front of the door, she scolded me as if I am a murderer, a criminal having an unforgivable sin. She yells at me without a single pause. I was totally shocked! She was angry with me; she looked like a hungry lion ready to slay her prey. I shivered at that very moment. She has a very loud voice enough to be heard to the other room adjacent to the lab. I strongly hold my tears and tried to explain but she won’t let me speak. She just keeps on rebuking; not minding the students around in the lab. She keeps on insulting me, throwing such hurtful words and evil expressions. I was undoubtedly embarrassed. I suddenly felt my tears flowing into my cheeks continually and the thing was I can’t hold them back anymore. I entered the password and the computer was opened. I kept on trying to explain as well as saying sorry with tears flooding in my eyes but as hard as a rock, she didn’t mind me and kept on hurling upsetting, spiteful terminology. I don’t know what to then. Suddenly my angel comes, the bridge builder-my Tita, one of the faculties of the school. She advised me and brought peace in my mind and heart. She also talked to that certain mentor. With the hope that was in me and the Holy Spirit of God, I was able to talk with my teacher. And peace was regained.

Though I was not the bridge builder, I can certainly relate my experience with the reading text. I’ve learned my lesson and I was very thankful and blessed because it was a proof that God really love me. The story was very nurturing and inspiring. I’m really amazed of the moral of the story, well not just the moral but the whole story. To be at peace simply starts with us, indeed. It is one of the countless factors for us to live a harmonious life and in order for us to access our world full of surprises. And most of all, peace is one of God’s significant gift that He has bestowed upon us. I can’t even imagine a life lived unpeacefully. In connection we must do our part-use peace as the key for us to achieve a successful life. It’s very surprising that some of the people today utilized peace as an advantage for their evil doings. But as far as our future is concerned, we should take care of the peace we are freely enjoying right now because it is the clear solution, answer for us to have a fruitful and meaningful life.