Save Me

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A close friend of mine recently decided to change religion.
At first, disappointed ako because this means we won’t be attending the same church anymore. We won’t be with the same group of people during worship. Iba na ang magiging kasama niya sa pagsamba while I will still be attending with the same group of worshippers.

I’m a little sad that this happened. I wasn’t there when he made the change. I partly blame myself because I wasn’t with him for a very long time. Most of the time, he was hanging out with these people who convinced him to attend their church. I am not convinced by his new choice of worship. I don’t know his churchmates. I’m afraid I might not get along with them. Their beliefs and actions is different from what I believe and do.

As much as I wanted to support my friend in his new religion, hindi ko talaga ma-imagine to be with him and his fellows. We may share something in common but their beliefs is not the ones I can relate to, kahit na for the sake of getting along with them. I have friends who are members of this religion but these people that my friends are with right now, I’m uncomfortable being with them. Also, I am not into their place of worship. It’s not some place that I could stay for a very long time.

For the record, I am not discriminating something here. I’m just being honest with myself. I don’t hate them. Hate is a strong word. I just don’t like these people.

They are ‘different’.

This friend of mine invited me to join them but I strongly declined. I will never ever change my choice of who to worship and what to believe. Kuntento na ako sa aking pananampalataya. I’m happy where I am now.

Eventhough I disliked my friend’s decision, I respect him for his choice. He is still my friend. I am still here for him.

Things changed for the two of us. He has changed a lot and I have to adjust myself. For now, I think I might distant myself from him because I fear that I might hurt him by saying something not nice with his newfound religion. The last thing I would do is hurt him. At least if I’m far away, no damage is done.
I still hope though that he’ll change his mind and go back to where he belong. I don’t want him there. I don’t want him to be with those people. I want him to be with us again. To be back to normal.

Am I being selfish here?

I hope not.

All I want is balance.

A square table cannot stand with only three legs.


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