" See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be unwise, but understand what the will of the Lord is. And do not be drunk with wine, in which is dissipation; but be filled with the Spirit." - Ephesians 5: 15-18 NKJV

A friend of mine complained that she was tired of being second best. She adamantly protested that more often than not all she manages to bring home is the silver medal, whether it be in her academic endeavors or her personal relationships. But, what got to her more was her personal relationship. When asked to describe how she really felt, she came up with only two words-- "spare tire". She was pretty worn out from the fact that she would only feel appreciated and loved whenever the other party would need something from her. But if things were going A-Ok with the other person, she didn't even know if he would still remember that she existed. Listening to her, flashbacks of similar frustrating and heartbreaking experiences came rolling in, just like a not-so-good movie.

It made me wince thinking about how used and lonely I felt back then. I could almost feel the exact emotions that brought me down in the dumps. And as I recalled those bitter instances, a tear fell form my eye. Then just like that, the flood gates were opened-- I was sobbing uncontrollably. Yes, I am one cry-baby (I'm not ashamed to admit it!) Ask anyone who knows me, they'll tell you that I cry even at the slightest change of emotions. ( Believe it or not, I wept watching sixth sense. Not because it scared the wits out of me, but simply because I was touched. hehe.) Don't get me wrong. I am as weird as I sound. hehe.

The Lord has taught me perfectly well, the art of empathy. And interesting as it is, it's always His "shoes" that I get to fill even for just a moment. I understood clearly that for the past 22 years of my existence, not a day passes that the Lord would not feel that He's just second best. For the longest time ever, He was just my spare tire. A quick fix or my last resort. Indeed, such a heartbreaking realization left me in tears.

I bet Jesus would instantaneously know the state I'm in--judging from my prayers. The lengthy hours of prayer would solely mean that I am in dire need of something or someone. But, when the sun sets and He wouldn't hear a word from me, He can safely conclude that things are smooth sailing in my life and there's no room for Him in the picture. Unfair isn't it? But, did I hear Him complain about being second best? Never.

The Lord has unfailingly picked me up during the countless times that I fell. He has unendingly gave His shoulder for me to cry on, even in moments where I was distraught over trivial matters. He has selflessly comforted me in my darkest and lowest moments. Amidst all the neglect and ingratitude I was giving Him, He never gave up on me. And friends, He will never give up on you too.

It's never too late to right what's been so wrong for the longest time. Now that you still have the chance, stop whining and come to terms with the fact that somebody loves you. And truly, you are the apple in God's eyes. Show him some gratitude, even if he's not asking for something in return. Give the Lord even an hour of your day and consider how happy we would be if you'd include Him in the joys and celebrations of your life. (not just in petitions and weeping).

If there's one person who has every right to use the word "spare tire", it's definitely not my friend who constantly complained, neither would it be me who's as self-absorbed as she is; but it would be Jesus Christ, whom we only remember when we are down too deep in the pit that we've personally dug.

Don't make the Lord just your spare tire, instead let Him take the steering wheel and allow Him to drive you safely and excitingly through this journey called life.

Make that decision now... God Bless You!