Narrative Essay

And It Happens For A Reason

            “Do not store up riches for yourselves here on Earth, where moths and rust destroy, and robbers break in and steal. Instead store up riches for yourselves on heaven; for your heart will always be where your riches are.”

            Everything happened that very day; the best and worst things in life. All I could remember is the date, March 16, 2009; an every detail of it that still lingers in my mind. Never in my life have I felt so downcast; that it came to the point of skipping meals an wander things blankly.  It happened like this. There came an event, “BELIEVE: A Youth Conference on Integration of Morals in Education”, an it was open to any youths who are willing to share to other people their perspectives to on what is the beauty of religious life, listen to the readings from the Holy Bible, and to the calling of the Almighty God.

It was just three of us among the whole class who’ve decided to enlist ourselves for the free tour it offered, out there in Tabor Hills, to reflect upon ourselves on the calling of God for religious living. A lot have happened early that day; paryiong the Holy Rosary, sang in chorus variety of worship songs, shared some heart-warming stories and experiences, and together reflected on the sins we have done against the Lord God’s will and teachings. It was a great relief seeing myself do such acts. I felt trouble-free and at ease for the whole duration, carefree of all the things around me and it feels like I’m driven away from all the commtions in life, it feels like walking in the air. But what happened next was unexpected, it was the total and exact opposite! On our way home, the three of us were like nothing. We have not gotten over the things we’ve experienced earlier. And then I was into an extreme shock! As I grab for my handy bag on the outer packet of my knapsack, where is it? Needless for explanation, now it’s all gone. It was just the time I was about to get a bill to treat my girlfriends, but I can’t do it anymore; I’m broke! That burglar has taken everything. All gone in a wink of an eye. I have thought to myself, “You’ve got to be blamed. No one else will be, just you.” It’s all my fault, I’ve turned every piece of my hardwork to trash. He/she could have just taken the money with him, but not those papers that wrote meaning to my life. Just those would seem enough. But everyting happened already, and I don’t have the power to turn back time. Since there isn’t anything I can do to solve this problem, all I did was cry together with the the weather’s drizzles and water droplets. We then went home, and I with an empty pocket.

The event happened and seemed so fast, that I couldn’t even remember the turning point; the last time I did smile as for the moment. How my happiness turned to emptiness. Days after that, I was still on a deep coma. In class I’m physically present but mentally absent. Of all the people, I thought, why did this happen to me. This was the first and hopefully the last time I will experience such failure; when everthing in the world seem so null and void. I losed hope, but as the saying goes, “Everthing happens for a reason”. And that reason will soon be unraveled. Things really happen on times we less expect it, all I have to do is go on with my life and think of it as an learning and not as a great failure. And all we need is to forgive and forget, these things happened as planned, everyone experiences deep disappointment. We need to consider these experiences not as a big problem, but great lessons in living life.