Around the Table: Allowing D to Decide

Yesterday's breakfast was a time to listen, contemplate, and learn for the three of us. It has been two weeks since we learned that D has passed both Philippine Science High School and Ateneo de Manila University. The big question now is --- Where will he study?

Hubby and I told D to decide on his own because we don't want to impose any school on him. We thought that this might be a better alternative than us deciding for him. We want him to study in the school of his choice and not our's.

Are we subjecting him to a slow torture (since he's only twelve)? We believe not. We trust his judgement. We will support his decision all the way. Going to High School is a totally different ball game all together. And, we believe that this is the best time to equip him with his decision-making skills.

As of the moment, he has shown some preference over one school. This is a result of the many little talks we had, advices he got from true and trusted friends, and most important of all, from his talk with God. D has been earnestly praying for God's will on him.

Once he's finally settled with his decision, hubby and I will be by his side, supporting him in every way possible. And, we will promise never to blame him when the going gets tough.

Our simple prayer: For God to guide D all throughout this exercise. That God's decision will reign in his heart... "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the PEACE of GOD, which trancends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 4:6-7)

Amen! ;)

intro to Around the Table series

In a small house such as ours, it is rather difficult to gather the three of us to sit down and talk. We always manage to get occupied with our own little concerns. And, it is only during mealtimes, when we are all forced to sit together, enjoy what’s on the table, and then, we can begin to talk about anything we could think of. Sometimes, the stories are funny. Sometimes, they are sad. Sometimes, the stories are replaced by lengthy homilies (delivered by the head of our family). Still, other times, we sit and eat quietly, like we are strangers to each other.

Serious family matters, either concerning us (hubby and I) or D alone, are always taken up during mealtimes --- around the dining table --- and never in the bedroom or anywhere else in the house. Seemingly, the food becomes the cushion especially when the talks are becoming rather lengthy than expected.

In our household, members are allowed to say their piece. D can ventilate his feelings, his opinions, his arguments… In the same manner, hubby and I can deliberate on the subject being discussed. We also correct each other reasonably. Kindness is expressed when your love one corrects you.

In my next posts, I’ll be writing about the things our family has talked about. I’ll be sharing our experiences, our grievances, our decisions, our stories…. in a series I will call, Around the Table.

Yup, you guessed it right, everything that is said and done around our squarish table.... ;)