Upon reaching the age of 30, there’s such a fuss over my marital status, which is common in Filipino culture especially in the province. And among the arguments there’s one that stands out: people’s fear of growing old — alone. That without a spouse and children, one’s life in the later season could become difficult and lonely.
I initially treated it like some mythical supposition, but realized it emanates from our intrinsic need of human connection, and it is rather realistic.
Nevertheless, the acknowledgment of reasons does not necessarily mean conformity to what society expects.
It’s just that I am secure, really, deep inside I know God is there for me even through the afternoon of my life to my deathbed. No longer a question of getting married or staying single, it’s more of who I am regardless?
The fear of being alone, basically it’s normal. But to let it overwhelm me by influencing my decisions in life, totally it’s not!
I stand by what I faithfully believe: God says never will He leave me, never will He forsake me. (Hebrews 13:5)
That gives me inner peace.
Perhaps not the most logical for many but for me, it’s the only reason that makes sense. This “brazenness” stems not from self-confidence but God-confidence. And I choose to have that audacious faith than to lead a life of fear — of the future, and the unknown.
