Over the past week, I was not feeling okay. I am into a deep emotional turmoil. I am mentally disturbed. Stress here and there thinking of my never ending problems. Sometimes, it's just hard to work things out especially when you are not physically present to assess the situation. Moreover, I was also having work related problems that's killing my will power to move on. I would admit that I'm almost giving up and thinking that probably, it would be better for me to rest and escape from all these pressures and stress. I am having problems with my tenant. While the house she is renting out was undergoing minor renovations, my problems started to pile up. The contractor working on my house failed to follow all our agreements and the people he hired to do the repair works had caused me more problems. My tenant left the house with more than 2 months rental payments unsettled and utility bills unpaid for the past 6 months. She left without any words and simply disappeared after discreetly taking out all her things from the house. She is currently avoiding all our calls and emails. To say the least, she evaded her responsibilities.
Who would not feel disgusted?
Just the other day, I was looking outside from the window of my bedroom which is situated on the third floor of the apartment that's why I could very well see the view at the back of the housing unit. I took a snap shot of what I saw. It was the above photo. What is in this photo that interests me? Well...I saw these houses made of some scrap materials which can resemble those squatter areas in the Philippines. As I look at those houses, I begin to feel shy about myself. Here I am, complaining about things. I'm, complaining about my tenant who evaded from the rental fees. But what does this denotes? That means I have more than one house, and these people down there in that squatters area didn't even have a decent one. I could see how they live one day at a time, what is their way of life and how do they try to survive in the midst of a heavy downpour with that small house trying to squeeze themselves just to protect their bodies from cold.
As I see this thing, I've whispered a prayer.....I asked God for forgiveness for being so mindful of small things and not being thankful enough of the great things which I am enjoying through God's grace.
This photo will always remind me to see things beyond what my naked eye could see.