LOVE IS MY RELIGION
I have visited dad several times, but yesterday was the first time I sincerely asked him to watch over my loved ones. I believe in God, but I also keep our Buddhist family tradition when I am home or being around my own people. I don’t think it hurts to keep both. I believe he was happy to see all of us there at his final resting place, loving him and honoring his memories.
A day before leaving the US, I received a phone call from one of my sister-in-laws, Delia while I was driving. I had it on speaker. She talked for a couple minutes and asked me to allow her to pray for me. She began with Father God in almost every sentence. She sounded like an angel singing in the choir.
In the past few years I was depressed before getting into the airplane for I thought it could be my last day on earth, but this time I had no fear nor any ounce of worries. I did pray before the plane took off though. Prayers are miraculous medicines for the mind.
Speaking of prayers, I asked Vivian, my daughter to pray for us and for my brother’s family when I visited her a few days before I left the US. It was her very first time praying out loud. She didn’t believe in God before until I held her hand and prayed out loud for her one day when she was in distress with her school. Soon after, everything had happened in her favor. Now she believes in the power of prayer. I was impressed of how well she articulated her words to God. I asked my niece Joann to hold hand with me and Vivian asking God to bestown blessings upon our family. It was such a beautiful experience with them!
I don’t believe any religion is more superior than others. Everyone is entitled to their beliefs and practices. Being an open-minded person, I keep my tradition and open to others. I do believe in God who created this world. I believe in kindness and humanity. I believe you reap what you sow. I believe in love which is my true religion. ♥️
January 16, 2023