How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?
I found the answer to this in a dream.
I had a dream… I went to the Ms. Universe screening. There were a lot of candidates.
Everybody was waiting for instructions.
Then the ladies started dressing up. They said we should choose a dress. There was no official announcement but the ladies simply started preparing.
I went to the dressing room. I saw a blue dress that I liked. As I tried it on in front of the mirror, I heard Mama’s voice “Not that one, it makes you look older.”
So I returned the blue dress. All the ladies kept getting dresses, even the blue one that I liked.
Until only one dress was left. A white one. I saw it and I smiled. I liked it. It was simple yet elegant. I put it on.
I checked the stage to see whose turn it was. I lost my turn. So I’ll end up last because the screening was continual.
I would’ve been 2nd. The one ahead of me was a Korean-looking Filipina who resembled Sandara Park.
Then I chatted with another lady. I said, “Our essence is in our beauty.”
Then I saw how many candidates were there. There was just too many!
I told the lady I was chatting with, “I like how they organized it this time. Cluster by cluster. Before, it was too crowded and the lines were too long.”
Then I asked the Korean-looking girl, “Are you done?”
She replied curtly, “I’m not finished yet.”
Then there was an announcement. “Pack up!”
Many girls reacted and expressed their disbelief. Why did it end so soon? Many ladies haven’t been screened yet.
But I didn’t join the commotion. I was chill.
I was quiet. Relaxed. Calm. In my mind I said, “What a waste.”
When everything got quiet and there were no more people, I went up to the stage, still wearing the white dress.
I practiced walking. I started giving a speech.
“We must be careful that when we lend our voices to the voiceless, that we don’t lose our own. We must be bold enough to stand up for the truth, and speak it, even when it hurts. We respect the dignity of every human being when we lovingly remind them of God’s design.”
#becomingBubba, March 7, 2023
The stage lit up again! There were a lot of people! Applause! Then I was crowned.
“Receive your crown. Wear it high. You earned it.”
Then I woke up.
ancore! 