The Grace in Grace

You know, the trip back home was suppose to be nice. Well, it's nice in certain ways. I get to meet my nephews and neices, some I have not even seen before! Many of them are so adorable and fun to play with. I guess children are all fun to play with. I enjoy the food, I enjoy the place.

So, how did I feel after I went home? Of course it's nice to be stepping on familiar ground again but the culture shock simply just threw me of feet! My heart beat faster as the train approaches the station and then the moment arrived.. I was greeted by my aunt and uncle who took care of me when I was young, my 2 little nephews and cousin.

Enough of that. Non would be interested on such events of who came, what happen and whatever took place between my family and me.

Anyway, prepare your heart as you continue reading..

Back in my hometown:

1. There's no such things as "best friends". Friends are not meant to be taken seriously. If you do, you're stupid.
2. It's not important for female to travel or explore the world. Just stay home and do your part.
3. You're stupid to be a committed Christian.
4. You don't really need a high education if you're a female.
5. When you're sick, doctors don't come to your mind first. The gods and mediums do.
6. Money, money and more money. Money is god. All else is fake.
   

All these blew me away. 3 out of my 4 days there, my cousins and aunt tried to brainwash me with their culture and thinking. 3 our of 4 days they tried to brainwash me to NOT BE A COMMITTED CHRISTIAN!

So, can you imagine how it must have felt?

They threw me "solutions" like:

1. Don't always have to go Church
2. Just give some money to the Church will do. No need the extend of serving the Church or God.
3. Don't go too deep with God.
4. It's alright to seek other gods and mediums.
5. If most of your friends are Christians, you went too deep.
   

My agony of sitting there like a criminal and listened to all that stuff that is soooo hard to swallow. Of course I didn't in the end. Some times I nod my head, some times I smile, some time I just remain completely silent.

Those few days was really horrible. I really felt like people were literally pulling me away from God. Spiritual battles were going on and on and on.. Hearing stories from my cousins of how Christians over there were also seeking other gods so... why ain't I doing that?

I felt alone. Painful. Angry. Dissapointed. It's like people were tearing my dreams, character, views and whatever of me apart. I keep praying for stength.. I keep praying for wisdom and knowledge.

That's why when I'm back.. I'M SO RELIEVE.

Now I really really really know. NEVER DO I WANT TO LEAVE GOD.