No Small Coincidence
By Daniel Fernandez, 18, Romania
New member of the Family International
In The Meantime…
Clearer to me the meaning becomes
Why the life I live is folly to some
I give my credence to things unseen
Contrary to the consensus of human beings
Who dominate this earth with principles that are
Causing men’s hopes and dreams to seem afar
Now hopes of seeing a better life dim
With parents feeling sorry for their own children
Somehow the cause and effect needs to start
In the meantime, men are quickly losing heart
“Let’s revolt!” the cry is heard,
“Of rulers whose morals are essentially absurd.”
Men seek to change the physical plane
To realize morals are then lost again
In this my life has now found its goal
To give hope to those who’ve lost it long ago
The human heart and soul seeks and longs
For someone to care, a shoulder to lean on
Back to Point One as now it would seem
Why my life is driven by the infinite unseen
Now many debate and argue some more
In the meantime, I continue on as before
If I will die and then find there is nothing
At least I can say my life had a meaning
But if I am right and you find you’re wrong
You might see the point I’m making all along
“Better to die for something and than live for nothing” I’m told
And on this idea I will definitely be ‘sold’
So while you taunt and lay your scorn
In the meantime, I will continue unworn
By the flood of doubts and lies that you weave
Making light of the principles that I believe
To my left and to my right
Others plague me their with spite
I don’t mind if on this path they leave us
In the meantime, I’m walking along with my Jesus
I think it no small coincidence that one day in Hialeah, Florida (arguably the dumpiest neighborhood of Miami) a small team of missionaries from The Family had need of some new tires and decided to stop by my father’s tire factory; no small coincidence that that day my father decided to donate tires to them; no small coincidence that of the billons of people in this world yet to hear about The Family, my dad and our little family happened to be touched by their loving sample that day.
I was a wee lad of eight years at the time and I enjoyed the wonders of the average suburban American lifestyle. Watching cartoons all Sunday, an Honor Roll student in Miami Springs Elementary, and Daddy works all week long (maybe I’ll see him a little bit on Sunday afternoon).
These are the things I think of whenever I allow my mind to time travel. Where would I be without Jesus and The Family? Back in my 20 sq. mile world, watching cable TV, accumulating material gain for myself, and watching the whole world spin me by? NO WAY! I have a life of adventure, of purpose, and knowing the answer to things I would’ve had to mull over in my mind every time I would dare to question the way things were.
And now I see the importance of listening to the Lord’s still, small voice that speaks in my heart. Because if someone didn’t heed that voice in 1994, my life would’ve become that exact 20 sq. mile life that I oft time travel to.
I’m so incredibly thankful to work with people who genuinely love me and care about me; the deepest and most unconceivable definition of love. A love that is enough to put up with my various idiosyncrasies; that is enough to lift me when I fall and make a mistake (unafraid of how my inner pride might resist); love enough to share a few words of comfort with me whenever I’m feeling low. It’s hard for me to imagine that kind of camaraderie working at Best Buy or Pizza Hut.
All I can say is that I love Jesus. I love the message that He gave us, this new generation, through David Berg. I love following, with all my heart and soul, the one Guy who loved me so much that He died for me. If a day ever comes when I doubt Jesus’ love for me, I grant you full permission to bop me on the head. I want to be His love slave always. And to conclude this I shall say once more…
To my left and to my right
Others plague me their with spite
I don’t mind if on this path they leave us
In the meantime, I’m walking along with my Jesus
With All My Heart, Daniel Fernandez
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