James 1:17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom is no fickleness, neither shadow of turning.
In the past few days, my mind was tangled with a lot of reservations.
What is boggling in my mind is that, HELP, granting a favor and DEBT are all the same. When you help, you take away something that you can never take it back, like TIME. When you grant a favor, the act of yielding something transcends the heart and soul and it reflects how unconditional being we are.
And when you lend? I know you part hard-earned money. I know its worth. For, it’s something that signifies sweat and blood. A lot of time has been consumed just to earn it. You want to hold onto it. You do not want it gone to waste.
However, when you lend, is it difficult for you to transform the foregoing feelings into an act of bigheartedness? That, never expect anything in return but rather pray that what you parted will be a blessing to whoever receives it.
Do not fear that it will be gone to waste or that the borrower can never repay you. Is it not that it all comes from God? You owe it all from GOD. The debtor owe what he receives not from you but from GOD.
Genesis 12:2 (NIV)
2 “I will make you into a great nation,
and I will bless you;
I will make your name great,
and you will be a blessing.[a]
The Bible teaches us that we are blessed not just so that we can feel good, not just so we can be happy and comfortable, but so that we will bless others. Blessings must flow outwardly. (Rick Warren)
NOW, the borrower should keep the blessing and commit that,
Commit to the Lord whatever you do,
and he will establish your plans.
How could I forget my first love? How could I forget an unconditional love? From a father who is selfless enough to give his life to us is an incomparable feeling to anything else in this universe.
Before God gave me life, I know he already picked who will be my parents are. He has chosen the color of my eyes, hair and complexion. He designed my nose and height. He created my environment and selected who will I meet. And, I know He molded me and break away the cast so that I will not look like anyone else on this planet. Yes! I know I am that special.
I want to thank God, Our Lord, for choosing the best father for me/us. I lost a thousand smiles and a million laughs when He finally called him up to Paradise. Everything is changing like I am in a new world again without a father. It’s like I am living in a house hanging in the air. No pedestal to keep me grounded.
But, my father is in a better place now. I know he is one of the stars that shine in my path at night. When I was young, he used to point me the Polaris for which I will locate whenever I am lost. That, I will only walk towards it in order to be found. That is how immortal my father is in my mind. I don’t ask God to bring him back to us for that would be a selfish thing. Rather, every night I pray that he is happy and well (I know he is) together with my little angel.
I miss him terribly. I miss him in the kitchen and in all the food I eat specially his “laing”. I may not see him but I know he can see me from up there. Sometimes, a thought of him triggers the tears in my eyes. But, as I had said before, now, I see him in my brother’s eyes and feel him in my mother’s love. He is gone for almost a year now, but it seems like it was only yesterday.
To all those who still have their father’s, cherish every moment with him. For, that is something special money and time can’t buy.
i love reading. Books, magazines, newspapers (now i subscribe to digital ones), novels, and even tinapa wrappers. NOW, i am juggling into my clerical job and reading, The Greatest Salesman in the World” by Og Mandino. Well, here are some of the phrases that really caught my attention:
“Time teaches all things to he who live forever but I have not the luxury of eternity. Yet, within my allotted time I must practice the art of patience for nature at never in haste. To create the olive, king of all trees, a hundred years is required. An onion plant is old in nine weeks. I have lived as an onion plant. It has not pleased me. Now I would become the greatest of olive trees and, in truth, the greatest salesman.” Og Mandino, The Greatest Salesman in the World.
However, this one shock my senses. I was taught and i was made to believe that, “Experience is the best teacher,” but, reading the phrase below made me dizzy
“Experience is comparable to fashion; an action that proved successful today will be unworkable and impractical tomorrow.”
Lessons from experience change faster than the earth turning into day and night. At the blink of an eye, you’ll see a different light, a different view, a different episode of life. Hence, experience is only good while it lasts?
i’ve been into many places. and met different people. before i was married, i am quite a traveler and loves to try a lot of new things. Today, I want to reminisce what was my life all about before i got him.
Memories live on.
Meet DONG. my friends invited me for a fishing expedition in Klondeyks and I tagged him along. He is cool and a true cowboy.
Mr White Kofi at Burnham Park, I usually jog around Burnham Lake early in the morning when i was still working at the Baguio City Hall and he caught my eye because of his very neat appearance and his americana. He is sells a variety of instant coffee and his favorite is the Great Taste White Coffee..
I have been to coron twice and these gents gamely post to my camera while we were waiting for our ride for the Coron Island Hopping.
Meet our diver. i forgot his name. this was taken halfway going to the Kayangan Lake. a superb lake.
this is our captain. parking our banca.
geeessss i forgot his name but he is good in taking photos. he can even manage to use professional cameras. he said he was taught by a professional photographer covering the sights and beauties of coron .
i will never forget this diver. He is BUDOY. When we were in Bulog Island, there is this tree which bears cherry like fruit. and he said the fruit is sweet. like a curious cat, i tasted it and awwww it turns out to be bitter. he got me there.
this happy baby, while we were having lunch at another island in coron caught my attention for she was dancing and jumping and running around the beach. and she was mocking her mother. happy to at the beach huh..
this faithful friend is from Malcapuya Island. the Guardian of the Island as his master’s say.
He is manong Jude and he loves to tour tourist to Maquinit Hot Spring. he is a trusted tryke driver
He is Germaine, the Captain. and His diver is Budoy. he studies on weekdays and works as a part time bangkero on weekends..
i think he is a cousin of Clau. he taught me how to surf at San Juan La Union.
February 2013, i spent my last Valentines Day being single in Camarines Sur. When we landed on the place, we we’re met by heavy rain and big waves, our roro (a big banca) rest for a while, and as my eyes wander, i caught this boy looking at the sea like praying it to be calm.
as we leave Camarines Sur, I met this lady at the Pili Terminal. She has a green store with no name. She makes the best brewed coffee. She says her coffee beans come from Batangas. too bad i forgot her name.