Sunday, June 13, 2010

SUNDAY Piece 004: For the love of us

"Intense love does not measure. It just gives."
-Mother Theresa of Calcutta

I got a bit emotional yesterday after watching Direk Dante Mendoza's new flick, "Lola" and guilty at the same time of my own crimes against my old folks. As anyone would expect, it is legitimately another masterpiece from the same man who brought so much prestige to our country in the art of film making. Too bad the film won't be shown in mainstream cinemas but rather in a very few select theaters and special venues. As soon as I am informed of the schedules, I would gladly share it with you guys so you can catch it was well if you find some time to fit it in your skeds.

Anyway, here's a story about love which I hope will inspire you the same way it did to me. Have a great Sunday people!

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."

"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.

3 reaction(s):

arkin said...

ang sakit sa puso. i want to watch Lola too. i shall wait for your entry announcing the movie sched. :)

anteros' dominion said...

i would really love to watch that film.. meron na kaya niyan sa video 48 sa west ave, pati yung kinatay?

dabo (or david) said...

first it was all the son's fault. he tricked his parents to begin with. that it is also considerably a major act of lying.

2nd, the parents answer was practical and rational.

unconditional love is good. however it is not for everyone. to some people it is a calling. and we have to understand people who are NOT giving unconditional love. but the question is, is unconditional love better than a conditional love?

sometimes ago (gulp!) i said there is no such thing as a unconditional love (selfless love). kasi it will completely defies laws of nature (i.e. conservation of mass, action-reaction).

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