773. Fulfilling the Duty of a Child to My Godmother With Semchigo as if She Were My Own Mother

💌773. Fulfilling the Duty of a Child to My Godmother With Semchigo as if She Were My Own Mother

While preparing for Baptism, I was deeply concerned about whom I could ask to be my godmother. There was no one I could turn to. At that time, I was unusually active for a catechumen—I had already joined the charismatic movement and the Legion of Mary—yet I had just begun serving the Lord and knew very few people, and I had no close acquaintances who were Catholic.

After much thought, I decided to ask the head leader of the Legion of Mary. Back then, I deeply admired those in the parish who gave of themselves in service, such as team leaders and presidents. A Sister also recommended her, and I thought, if she is capable of leading the Legion of Mary she will surely be able to guide me well in my spiritual life.

Once I made up my mind, all that remained was to ask. First, I prayed: “Jesus, as I prepare to be born anew in You, I want to ask the head leader to become my spiritual mother. Please open her heart.” After a Legion of Mary meeting, I asked her if she would become my godmother. She beamed and said, “Of course, I will! If you’re asking me to be your godmother, then I must do it. In fact, I was already hoping to take you as my goddaughter.” Hearing that, I was filled with joy and gave thanks to the Lord.

I said inwardly, “Godmother has become my spiritual mother in God’s love! She prays for me and has become my family on the way to Heaven. How grateful I am! Though I am unworthy I resolve to fulfill my duty as your child with love and filial devotion.” Thus, I received baptism with her as my godmother.

I treated my godmother practicing with Semchigo as if she were my own mother and tried my best as her goddaughter. She and her husband often felt lonely, saying that even though they had children, no one ever came to visit. Later, I came to realize it was because she was actually a stepmother. So, I regarded her husband as my godfather and served both of them as my parents. On Parents’ Day, without fail, my husband, Julio, and I would bring gifts and visit to pay our respects, and we also treated them to meals.

I styled her hair for free, and when she said she needed a wig, I bought the best one I could find and presented it to her. Even in the midst of my busy schedule, I made time to visit them with my husband and help out in their vegetable garden. at the time, I was very busy with charismatic movement, parish activities, running the beauty parlor, and counseling sessions—hardly having a moment to rest. Yet, I was filled with joy, as I believed it was my rightful duty to do so for my spiritual parents.

Rather, I just always felt sorry for what I couldn’t do for them. Just as I often visited my parents-in-law to help them, I also served my godparents as though they were my own parents, visiting them with my husband and lending a hand. I even cooked meals myself and brought them over. Later, when my godfather passed away, I invited my godmother to live with us, even though our modest home had only one big room used as two rooms divided by a sliding door.

One day, my godmother suddenly started working in insurance. She had many goddaughters and acquaintances. Probably because she knew my parlor was doing well, she asked me to purchase policies through her. As I started running the beauty parlor and began earning money, I remembered my past battle with terminal cancer and took out nine insurance policies so they could help my beloved family if anything happened to me. Although the monthly payments were by no means a small amount, I didn’t feel it was a waste at all, since I was doing it for my family.

My personal reflection note with Mama Julia🌹💗 

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