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Dear Weng,
Happy 33rd Birthday!
Yes, today is the day God decided to send you on a mission on earth. You have been having a great time singing, flying, and playing with other cherubims around those fluffy heavenly clouds. Eventually, God called your name and said: Weng, today I am sending you to Earth to be the second daughter of Fred and Fe. You will be named Wenefe. Do a good job down there and be sure to come back up here with me when it's time. Because you are mine.
So how are you keeping up with your mission on earth, so far, Weng?
Oh Lord, it's been 33 difficult years of a ride. Being sent here on earth and co-existing with your enemy, Lord, it isn't easy. I can understand why some of your angels couldn't hang on until the end. I can understand why there is so much wailing and crying on this planet. There is so much suffering in this corner of the universe. Lord, your enemy down here wants nothing but to destroy, ravage, and kill everything you created. It deludes us here, pretending that it cares for us, tricking us to choose the easiest ways of doing things, giving us attractive options so we could be comfortable here on earth and forget the reason why we're here to begin with. It is so bent on breaking our wings so we could be totally disconnected from you. And you knew it, right, Lord? You sent Jesus, your only son, to walk on these very paths. You totally understand how it is down here.
But I want to thank you. I want to thank you for even though you know I will be having a hard time down here-- dealing with the enemy and all that overwhelming earthly stuff, you still chose to send me. I remember a poem by one of the angels you sent here ahead of me, Max Ehrmann, who once wrote: With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Lord, thank you. Thank you for despite of everything and in spite of myself, you never fail to remind me that I belong to you. I may not fully comprehend my mission yet, but I know you sent me here to be your messenger-- to be your voice and to represent you, clad in my own brokenness; tattered, and battered by my own sufferings and sins. I know all that I am is all that you need so I could successfully carry on my mission here on earth.
Thank you for not giving up on me, Lord. No matter how much I have failed you. Thank you for tirelessly pulling me back on track. I know I could have just stayed there in heaven, along with the millions of herald of angels, singing our favorite songs together. And yet, you sent me here on Earth so I could experience the vastness, the depths, and the lengths of your love. My human heart is hurting because of so much love you have for me. Thank you, Lord. I can't stop thanking you, Lord.
It has been 33 years since you sent me. How am I faring with my mission, Lord? Before sending me here, for sure you showed me our masterplan. But this human mind limits me from remembering any of them. Yet, I know it, while it's too profound to understand, that deep down inside me, my old soul remembers.
By the way, I'd ike to thank you for sending me to a wonderful family-- a nurturing mother that was Fe and a responsible, loving father that was Fred. Thank you for my fellow angels whom I call my brothers and sisters. Thank you for surrounding me with my dear family and supporting friends whom have been rooting for me so I could have the best time here on earth. And most of all, Lord, thank you for sending me the best angel buddy-- whose heart you have paired with me. For sure, he also got his own mission but it's comforting to know that as I pursue mine, I won't be alone.
Lord I pray, please continue to purify me. If it needs be that I leave behind all of these--- my dear family, my loving friends, my stable workplace, my kind workmates, my favorite delicacies, the warm sunshines and the sweet island breeze, in order to fulfil your will for me, then let me so. If leaving behind me my comfort zone would mean living a life full of you then take everything from me so I can have more of you.
I would like to think that in every year that I celebrate my earthly birthday, I regain a piece of feather for my heavenly wings. Oh Lord, when the time comes that the feather on my wings are finally complete, I pray that I have lived your will in full so that I can happily tell you:
Lord, mission accomplished.
There's so much uncertainty in the future. The thoughts of it make me breathless. But my heart flutters in gladness because instead of fear for the unknown, you overwhelm me with excitement. You sent me to this world but you never left me alone. Even when I was drowning at the bottom of the sea, you were holding my hands tight. Even when I was astray in faraway horizons, I never left your sight. Not even the darkness of my sins can make you unlove me. Because I am your angel, I belong to you, I am your own.
Oh Lord, I am overwhelmed by your love. My human heart is so full that it hurts in a good way. Thank you, Lord for loving me. I am yours. I am yours, forever and ever. I am yours.
Happy 33rd Birthday, Self!
Love,
Wenefe R. Capili-Balbalin
