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When I was a kid, all my classmates called me Bugs Bunny.
Because my two front teeth were extremely gigantic for my face, I
looked like a rabbit.

I hated my teeth then. I remember myself as a lonely
seven-year-old boy, staring at the mirror one day, studying those two
thingamajigs hanging from my lips. I mournfully wondered whether I
was suppose to be a rabbit, but the very last minute God changed His
mind- He opted to make me into a boy, but using the spare parts of a
bunny.

Even then, I had this unusually wild imagination. I pictured
in my mind what happened in God's factory in 1966, the day i was born.
"I think we have enough rabbits for today. Let's make little boys
this time....,"shouted the Almighty to the assembly line....
"Yes, Your Majesty!" chirped the angels in blue overalls.
Immediately, the winged creatures went to work joyfully. However, one
angel missed putting away the last rabbit kit from the conveyor belt:
Package #149, Extra large. So there it went, lugginglong....
Unknowingly, angels connected me, piece by piece, and there came out
the chute, a fully made little boy- with front teeth in the size of
dominoes.

So there. "Bugs Bunny! Bugs Bunny!" my classmates jeered.

To my relief though, after 3 or 4 years, they stopped calling
that name. Looking at the mirror again one day, I saw why: my face
had grown large in age, and my teeth didn't look as humongous anymore.
Like magic,they fit nicely. God is wise! Imagine: if I didn't have
those twin towers protruding from my mouth as a kid but had normal
teeth that fit in nicely with my tiny face, how would I now appear
with this extra-large head of mine and that set of pee-wee teeth?

I would have probably heard, "Donald Duck! Donald Duck!" for
the rest of my life.

Yes, God is really wise.

Because many times we dont understand why things are big, small,
or medium size in our life. Why life doesn't fit. With sickness. Or
money problems. Or relationships gone askew. Why does God allow this
monstrosity in my life? This pain? Why doesnt He let my life fit?
Doesn't He care?
Oh He does. Very much. That's why He doesn't make you life
fit. So that you won't ever be Donald Duck forever. Only Bugs Bunny.
For a while.
Look now at the mirror of God's eyes.
And soon, you will see the big and the small fit into your life.
Like magic.

PRAYER
"May the power of your love, Lord Christ, fiery and sweet as honey, so absorb our hearts as to withdraw them from all that is under heaven. Grant that we may be ready to die for love of your love, as you died for love of our love. (Prayer of Francis of Assisi, 13th century)

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