I was in my mother’s office one morning in ADB about 2 years ago. I was waiting in line in the Egg Station of the cafeteria. I already have a cup of fried rice and a piece of beef longganisa (sausage) on my plate. Just one more and it’ll be perfect—a sunny-side up with the yolk still intact and moist. I like to break the yolk when I start eating and spread it onto the fried rice.
My turn came to order. I told the chef, “Kuya, one sunny-side up, please.” He started cooking my order. He got one egg from the basket and cracked it onto the oiled hot pan. Sadly, the yolk broke when it landed on the pan. I was devastated. There goes the joy of poking the yolk on my plate. Oh, well, at least it’s still moist.
Then, the most disappointing thing happened. He flipped the egg over. I almost cried as I watched the moistness of the egg slowly succumb to the “hard” reality.
I exclaimed, “OH NOOO!! I wanted the yolk to be intact and wet.”
He replied, “I’m sorry, I’ll make you another one. Let’s just discard this.”
I quickly said, “No! Don’t do that. Sayang! (Don’t waste it!) No matter what happened to it, it’s still an egg. It’s still my egg.”
He said, “It’s OK. We can replace it with a new one and I’ll cook it the way you like it.”
I replied, “No, it’s OK. I still want it. Laman-tiyan pa rin ‘yan. (It’s still going to fill my need for nourishment.)”
He put in on my plate and I walked towards the table where my mom was sitting and already eating.
Sometimes things don’t go the way we planned. Things can interfere with and change our plans—human error (the chef), unforeseen circumstances, accidents, imperfection (the egg itself), trials (the hot pan).
Sometimes the persons or things that come into our lives aren’t exactly the way we wanted them to be. But that doesn’t mean their value is less or lost. We would like to have a friend who’s this and that, a husband who’s this and that, a daughter who’s this and that, a cellphone that’s this and that.
Each person wants a different thing. Some want sunny-side ups, some fried eggs, some scrambled, some poached, some eggs Benedict, some omelet. We get disappointed when we get otherwise. Some get too stiff, some get burnt, some are too runny, some are too salty, some are bland.
It’s not wrong to want something good and beautiful. That’s how God Jehovah designed us—to appreciate beauty and good qualities. But let us remember, we are all roses and we all have thorns, but God loves us anyway. He looks for the good in us and focuses on that. That’s how God loves us.
Can we cultivate that kind of love for our fellow humans and brothers and sisters to accept and love them as they are?
Would differences and faults really matter if those persons are striving to serve Jehovah God with all that they have?
Would their past wrongs and mistakes still matter if they have already repented and stopped doing it?
Will we be quick in judging them according to their mistakes without first understanding if it was their fault their “yolk got broken” or they got “flipped over”?
And even if it was their fault, will we keep shoving it up to their faces that they have committed a mistake before and not worthy of trust, respect, and acceptance anymore?
Will we “discard” them easily and replace them with someone “cooked just the way we want”?
It’s understandable to be angry and to lose our temper sometimes when someone does us something wrong. But when we keep losing it more often than not, we have to reevaluate ourselves. (Ephesians 4:26,27)
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