Monday, August 29, 2005
I LOVE RUBBER BANDS
I LOVE RUBBER BANDS
By Bo Sanchez
Aug 29, 2005
Let me tell you a crazy story I heard recently. There's this husband
who out of sheer love for his wife decided to prove it to her. So he
swam the widest oceans, crossed the deepest rivers, and climbed the
highest mountains to show his deep devotion to her.
But in the end, she divorced him.
Why?
Because he was never home. (Get it?)
Let me tell you an experience I had as a kid. One day, I asked Mom,
"Why do my shoes keep eating my socks?" As a young boy, that was always
a mystery for me. All my other classmates never had that problem. Their
socks remained tight and high up their legs the entire day.
Mom didn't answer my question but simply gave me two rubber bands which
I dutifully placed around the top of my socks. To this day, fifteen
years later, I still have permanent circle marks around my legs. But
aside from giving me this slight defect, the two bands worked like
magic.
It never occurred to me that Dad and Mom didn't have the money to buy a
new pair of socks for me. So I wore five-year-old socks, all soggy,
grayish, and garter less.
And yet amazingly, I never complained. I believe it was because Dad was
always home when I needed him. Every night, after coming from work,
we'd jog together, sit around, and talk about Tarzan, Farrah Fawcett
Majors, God, and what I wanted to be when I grew up (a stockholder). On
Saturdays, we'd walk to Cubao, eat a hot- dog-on-a-stick, and buy new
rubber bands before going home.
I've learned that in truth, we don't want our loved ones to show their
love for us in big ways. Swimming the widest oceans, crossing the
deepest rivers, and climbing the highest mountains seem spectacular -
but that's not what we really want.
Deep in our hearts, we just want them home. With us.
Sometimes, God will operate that way. Suddenly, He decides not to
answer our prayers, or fill our need, or heal our sickness, or give us
the miracle we're asking for. (He's got reasons why He won't, and
believe me - they're pretty good ones.)
So He'll just be there beside you, holding you in a hug. Sharing your
pain. Weeping as you weep.
Oh, He might give you some rubber bands. And that small comfort from
Him will be more than enough to sustain you.
Because the most essential truth you already know. Daddy's home.
PRAYER
"Teach us, good Lord, to serve you as you deserve, to give and not to
count the cost, to fight and not to heed the wounds, to toil and not to
seek for rest, to labor and not to ask for any reward, save that of
knowing that we do your will; through Jesus Christ our Lord." (Prayer
of Ignatius Loyola)
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