Kintsukuroi

Who are you really?

A question I myself ask a thousand times before. 

Silly isn't it I don't really know who am I.

Here are facts I know about myself

I am one of the billion people here on earth.

I am an only child who is used in discipline in many ways. 

I am a disciplined child and turned to be a disciplinarian as well.

I am a teacher.

I show my love to my students on the way I discipline them.

Music is my frustration

It was once my dream to be a music teacher. 

It ended as a dream.

Everyone has different sides. 

Like a coin that has two sides, perhaps I am a hundred different coins with different sides. 

I act according to who should I be.

A teacher, loving, understanding, strict, but disciplinarian at all times.

I am a daughter

I submit to my parents like I was taught, I honor them, for I want to have a long life.

I am a Youth leader

I always have the ear to listen to my member's problem, a mouth that gives encouragement and a heart tuned to God so I could give the right advise to my members. A heart that always ready to pray, arms that are always available to hug the lowly and lonely, a shoulder to cry on.

I am a friend 

Ready to support you in all decisions unless it will harm you. 

I am a true friend I don't support decisions that I know isn't good for you. I am not a permissive friend. Instead on supporting your crazy idea, I would direct you to the right one. 

I am a true person, I am what or who I am. If you think I can't jive with you, there is nothing wrong with me, perhaps it is because what you want is not what I want. I don't do the things I don't want just to please anyone. I am my own person, I have my beliefs and wants. Just because everyone wants a things and I don't it doesn't mean I am bad, or ill-mannered, it is just because we are different from each other I respect you, I expect the same respect from you.

We have different religion. I respect that, so please don't mock me because I am different than you. I have suffered already because of it, don't rub it on my face. I have different type of worship don't mock me, I never mocked you. 

I'm not perfect

Nobody is 

That's why God sent His Only Son so He could save me from the pit 

I am a pottery full of ugly cracks.  

A kintsukuroi proud of my brokenness 

My scars and ugliness, they were repaired by my Lord Jesus 

It may appear ugly to you 

But to Him I am perfect and that is enough that what matters most. 

I am a broken potter but I am a princess daughter of THE KING OF kings.