I would be lying if I told someone that I do not believe in God. What matters most is how I live my life and how I treat others. Whether or not you believe my story, is up to your interpretation.
I am a Sangley. I was raised in a Filipino Christian household that was built on a generational system of enmeshment, patterns of abuse, such as manipulation, gaslighting, emotional neglect, and parental control. I was unaware of its existence until I started therapy in 2012.
Every past experience became an anecdote of precautionary tales. There are seasons when melancholy reverberates in my body. I am grateful to have medical support from the Veterans Affairs and other medical programs that allow me to practice health and wellness for my type of lifestyle.
In my Bible study, whether alone or with other believers, I have come to understand what I need to change in my life and how to live it according to God's will. I cannot tell you what God's will is for you, since that is after all between you and God. In the case of not believing in God, not to worry — I got you covered.
I was raised to only love those who are just like me — Filipino Christian and rich. Much to my surprise, most Filipino Christians are hedonistic. Between 2010 and 2018, about 2% of the population identify as Christian in China. 78.8% of Filipinos in the Philippine Republic were reported Roman Catholic in 2020 census whereas 9.1% of the Malaysian population identified themselves as Christians while Christians in Singapore constitute 19% of the country's resident population. About 8.7% of the population in Brunei identify as Christian as of 2022. In my lifetime visiting these countries, 1 out of 5 Christians I met were followers of Christ, Jesus (Yehoshua ben Yosef).
In Jesus' sermon on the Mount Beatitudes, he stated, "You will know [my followers] by their fruits (Matthew 7:16-20)," which I find many Christians seem to ignore very often. King Solomon wrote in his Ketuvim, "Death and life are in the power of the tongue; Those who love it will eat its fruit (Proverbs 18:21)."
If I were to start my life all over again, this is how I would continue living:
- I would speak kindly of myself and others in a way that is respectful and honest. In the midst of conflict, I would inquire without passing judgment and assess the situation based on what is true and righteous. I would seek justice with empathy but not give access to continue toxic behaviors that violate one's boundaries.
- When it comes to children, I would listen and give ear to their heart's desires according to what is good and righteous. I would show them the respect they deserve — so that they may take to heart the lesson they learn. As they get older, they could live it throughout the rest of their life.
- I would offer truth to those who seek it genuinely. I will protect those who are persecuted, abandoned, forsaken, and oppressed. I will aide others who are in need according to my abilities. I will only offer my wisdom when it is needed.
- I am willing to forgive those who trespass against me. I will offer my grievances honestly and respectfully. My hopes that I would be forgiven in the same manner. If not, I hope the current state of my demeanor is enough to compensate for the ill-doings of my past.
I believe God created me for a reason. Even though I was converted to Christianity out of ill-will, God saved me from it all — domestic violence and child abuse. God never planned for that situation to happen to me, but I can tell you that it could have been much worse if God had not intervened.
When I became a born-again Christian, I learned every lesson with a lot of pain and suffering. It wasn't fun, but God was there with me throughout the whole process. The reason why my internet handle was created as "LAvenus79: The Reluctant Artist" in 1993, was because my gift of discernment was prevalent before I could understand what it was.
I had a dream when I was 12 years old that I was flying over desert mountains. The mountains were red in color. I was called to protect the citizens from attack. I woke up to the sound of the clock alarm. During one of my therapy exercises when I was in my late 30s, a childhood memory I had resurfaced. Both times when consulting several astrologists for these memories resurfacing, stated that my birth chart involved the planet Venus and that I have a blue aura respectively. The times I was called, "demonic possessed heathen," became a moot issue because of what planet Venus signifies. In Hebrew, Venus is called, Nogah, which was associated with the female Babylonian goddess, Ishtar (Esther), and this is the source of the English name ‘star.’ Later, Ishtar became the Greek Aphrodite and the Roman Venus. There were several sources on the internet that lets you test what type of woman of the Bible you are. Sure enough, Esther showed up as my Biblical character. I know God said not to use mediums to seek out answers (Leviticus 19), but I was curious. Yet, God indulged me because I was drowning in tears of depression why these painful memories kept surfacing.
The few fond moments I had with my parents will be treasured forever in my heart. I wish they had the wisdom of Randy Alcorn, who stated in his blog, "The gift of discernment as described in 1 Corinthians 12:10 is having the ability to distinguish between spirits." When I was called a demonic possess heathen, I was utterly confused because why would a demon attack their own horde? I wouldn't know the answer since I've only ever dealt with one demon. It was emotionally taxing and scary at the same time. I was only 14 or 15 years old at the time. I've suffered sleep paralysis for only a few months at a time when I was in my late 30s and early 40s.
For the longest time I thought that I was an INFP: the Mediator. When I read that INFPs have a talent for self-expression, I knew something was off. When I took the test again, it turned out that I was a turbulent ENTJ: the Commander. Turbulent Commanders are more likely to feel pessimistic following a setback, and this can affect their decision-making process. It explains why I kept returning to suicidal ideation for most of my 25 years (1986 - 2011) with my mother. Around May and June is when those painful memories return, but the suicidal ideation isn't as tempting as it used to.
Ever since I began Torah study with a Jewish community in 2018, my understanding of the passages in the Tanakh and the Gospels were right as rain. I can't say that I know everything there is to know because I never lived during the first century in Judea. The beauty of the struggle is, God will reveal truth in our hearts when we seek his wisdom earnestly.
Love isn't just an encompassing feeling of emotion, but a state of being. Love makes human behave in ways that cannot be described simply with words. If I want to truly be free, I have to understand what love is on a deeper level than just my gut feeling.
I want to love people not only with my thoughts, but with my heart and soul. I have to learn how to love myself first. I could recommend a number of people who helped me throughout my healing journey, but there are too many to list! I'll list the best ones:
- This Good Word with Steve Wiens: Reclaiming what's holy about our humanity
- The Naked Journal: Thoughts, musings, and meanings behind NakedPastor art
- Holy Hot Mom: Angela Shelton's 20+ years of healing trauma
- The Mentor Show: Healing Days
- One for Israel: Passover, the Feast of Freedom
- The Big Flop!: Misha Brown's podcast to unpack history’s most fascinating flops, frauds, and fiascos. He also wrote the book, "Be Your Own Bestie: A No-Nonsense Guide to Changing the Way You Treat Yourself"
- She Recovers® Foundation: Dr. Dawn Nickel and Taryn Strong who created a global grassroots movement in women's recovery
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During my cognitive behavioral therapy with the VA, moving your body, soul, and mind can heal all the pain that's bothering you. Depending on your passion, you can walk with your pet, dance with a friend, take yoga or martial art classes, or go to the gym with a trusted partner. If you're not the type who writes their feelings down, there are resources on how to find the best therapist in your area. I'm an artist who uses words and pictures to express my feelings — whether it be in painting, needlecraft, sculpting, photography, blog, or poem. It's been forever since I volunteered at a non-profit organization. I currently sit in front of the computer to donate to the cause rather than rally in venues. Ever since I caught COVID-19, my body gets extra winded after a 5 mile walk.