tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41411484929975969712024-02-21T08:42:28.702-08:00His joy writes...tax interpreter. blogger. drummer by heart. gastronome. beach lover. simple girl. follower of Christ.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-23654389778098378482011-10-25T07:00:00.000-07:002011-10-25T07:00:05.951-07:00Lipat Bahay!My title is quite double-meaning but no, I'm not changing zip codes anytime soon. If one thing is for sure.. Binibiningmalihim will be finally signing off... at blogspot! :D<br />
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Hahaha! But of course I will be still writing and blogging about anything and everything under the sun. Blogging has become a passion for me. A constructive outlet whenever I feel down or weak. An in-born passion that birthed right about the time I see people who just impart and share their knowledge insofar their best capabilities. Even before I knew one person is actually reading my post, it never stopped me for it's something I really love to do. <br />
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Maybe this is the season when everything becomes dynamic that's why we do things trial-and-error way. But life is all about change. It's all about being mobile in reference to one aspect or another. And I'm just happy that Blogspot has given me two wonderful years to write and share my musings.</div>
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Apparently, I won't be carrying binibiningmalihim anymore. Let's just say this pen name is very close to my heart and my heart is burdened that I have to let her go. But we have to leave some things behind right? hahaha! (Drama ko lang!)</div>
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As binibiningmalihim bids goodbye, comes this new home I will try my best to make you feel at home with. I do hope that you would visit this just as much as you did before. I'm looking forward to sharing everything that I will learn as I journey years God will provide me with. And maybe who knows, it will eventually turn into my own domain! hahaha! Change is good. Change is good. :)</div>
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See you guys on my <a href="http://www.divinegracefresco.wordpress.com/">new humble abode</a> which is still under construction. hehehe! :) binibiningmalihim signing off... divinegracefresco logging in. :) </div>
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-76724818200701634742011-10-16T21:35:00.000-07:002011-10-17T01:27:32.528-07:00Deception.<i>I wrote this post about a week ago. Since I was reviewing my drafts section, I saw this and remembered my devotion about that same day. I feel sharing this to you guys for when I was momentarily feeling guilty about things in the past; God let me come across with this message. This is a note to myself actually, quite personal; but a part of me is telling me to share this, most specially to those who are still trapped by the feeling of guilt. :)</i><br />
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or stupid that it keeps resurfacing on your mind?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Well, I did… and they come in tons.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Some can be mistaken as
funny and harmless, others really caused deep hurt to some people that I love. Some are just easy to shrug off while some are serious
enough that almost concluded friendships and relationships.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Lately, I’ve been haunted by these
stories of the past. I don’t know but
for some reason these scenes keep replaying and even without contributing to
its continuous occurrence, I find myself just being pinned to this feeling I try to fight
the most, GUILT.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I can hear “voices” penetrating
in my head now; “Look what you’ve done.
It’s never going back as same as before.” “You’re a horrible
person and you claim yourself a child of God?” “You have a lot of apt in screwing things up aren’t you?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Those voices are similar to Floyd
Mayweather’s infamous sucker punch. I believe it's somehow alike. I
didn’t see them coming and it was now on my face, punching and punching and trying
to knock me out.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I remembered being too broken down,
almost making away for doing something stupid and foolish again, when I
suddenly remembered two verses that came into my defense which instantly shield
those blows out of my way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><i>J</i></b><i><b>ohn 10:10 <o:p></o:p></b></i></span></div>
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thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; But I have come so that you might have life, and have it to the full.</b></i><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<b><i><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Be sober, be vigilant; because</span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">your
adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may
devour. <o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></div>
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<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>God reminded me to whom these punches came
from</b>. The enemy, like a roaring lion is on look-out for a prey to torment, to deceive, to kill. This time, I
wasn’t only hunted but haunted. In my
mind he keeps putting these mindsets, that I will never be loved and forgiven for what I
did. I will be forever condemned for the
things that I did in the past. This is what he's trying to do now, this is where the devil is good at. Make me suffer.</span></span></div>
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was beautiful. It’s beautiful because
when I know that I’m about to be knocked out, I know that God already did took
these punches for me. He who took all the pain, guilt, sickness along when He died on the
cross. Bearing all my shame, sins, and
all the things I’m not proud of, so that I can be clean and brand new. That kind of resolve kept His promise that He came to give me a life and that I may have it abundantly. <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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didn’t die for me to be miserable and slave of the guilt once again; to be insignificant
and to be lost in this battle over and over. For in
this day to day battle, I am not on my own.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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words: “God is not in the business of taking things away.” I loved the fact that when He said that “It
is finished.” It means He has completed everything. Not taking it back. I just have to
fully acknowledge the thought that when He died for me, He didn’t just wash
away my impurities but also soaked me with peace and power that can only be
achieved, through Him alone. I’m just in
awe how I can triumph with this fight knowing I can trust and remain resolute
in Him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to
you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.</i></b><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">We may always be at battle with our
minds. Trust me, the devil would really
wanted to get into that. The devil is
really good at deceiving. Don’t let him
make you feel worthless, horrible, confused, doubting; but know that by
Jesus' incomparable love for us, we are redeemed. It doesn't matter if we're the ones who hurt somebody or we're the ones who are wronged. What matters is that in Christ, we are restored. We are changed. We are NEW.
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-50643900943049026902011-10-12T21:59:00.000-07:002011-10-14T18:22:09.284-07:00The best thing in life is He :)<i>Forgive me for not being able to compose a quality blog for
almost a month. I would blame it all on
the work-thing but sad to say, I’m just blank on what actually to write and how
I’d start it. So for the meantime, I am
re-blogging quality posts from other people, who have inspired me, unaware how
much they taught me and whom I really keep thanking God for. Even not knowing them personally or even
exchanging handshakes, I’ve been really blessed by the wisdom God is giving
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I remember one time, my Bora friends are still active on
group messaging that one good friend of mine, (I totally forgot who it was. Hehe!
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I was not expecting someone would choose me, but I was
surprised that my good friend <a href="http://www.lordmonark.tumblr.com/">Monark</a> did.
I’m not sure how serious he took the question but his response and his reason made
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In his exact words that I’ll never forget, <i>“Why D? Because
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To be candid, my lifestyle was very different among my
aforesaid group of friends. I think the world would actually label it boring, strange or lame or I’m missing out with a lot of
things, amongst all it's imperfections. So you can just imagine my joy when
someone actually thinks otherwise. I would name a thousand things that would
make my life simple, yet I can only think of One that makes it
meaningful.<br />
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Yes there is One that makes my life meaningful, purposeful, fulfilling, of value, of significance. I can't possibly imagine a life without it.</div>
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So without further ado, I would really like to share this
amazing blog from <a href="http://www.davidbonifacio.com/">David Bonifacio</a>. This
blog brought me in tears when I read it.
This post is too good to be left unshared. I hope it would be a blessing to you as it is to me. </div>
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As many of you know (mostly through Facebook I'm sure), today is my birthday. I heard somewhere once that if you count back the number of years, then count back 9 months, and plus or minus 15 days, you'll pretty much have the day you were conceived within that range.<br />
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I don't know why anyone would want to know that.<br />
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Celebrating my birthday isn't a big deal to me. I know it can be quite an event for most people. I usually just go through what I would normally do, which is pray, work, read, practice piano or paint, workout or run or play tennis, and sleep longer than usual, preferably in another country with no distractions. I don't expect people to alter their schedules or every day thought processes just for me. I am very grateful for those who did though, especially the ones that wrote me some really nice stuff, which I appreciate much more now that I'm a little older, an old 26 year old. Thank you for remembering and taking the time to greet me!<br />
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I don't think the earth shook when I was born, or that an eclipse blocked the sun, or that I had some lucky birthmark, or that the wisemen prophesied how I would bring balance to the Force, but there is something I do celebrate every April 11 morning:<br />
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I celebrate God's faithfulness. That in my faithlessness and unfaithfulness my Father remains faithful. I'll be the first to admit that I don't deserve any of the things I enjoy. And I'm very very grateful for forgiveness, for grace, for love.<br />
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Faithfulness is a watered-down concept today. Many of us don't really know the significance of the word anymore. I admit I have only come to understand it the past few months. When we miss the significance of something, whether it be a word, a person, an object, a position, or whatever, we will take it for granted, miss the complete benefit, and ultimately lose it.<br />
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I wrote in one of my older posts that faithfulness is not "not cheating", that we can't define something by what it is not. It's just like asking someone, "Is she hot?" only to get the answer, "She's not ugly." I don't know about you, but "not ugly" is not necessarily "HOT". It's just "not ugly". Faithfulness is more than "not cheating". <b>Faithfulness is complete devotion.</b><br />
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<b>When we talk about God's faithfulness, and this is what I celebrate, this is what it means: that God is completely devoted to us. And when He says in Timothy that though we are faithless, He remains completely devoted to us.</b><br />
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Some of you may probably be thinking, "Easy for you to say. You're not poor, or hungry, or dying. You're not hurt, or indebted, or deformed. You're this and that. You have this and that. Easy for you to talk about God's faithfulness."<br />
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And you're right that sometimes it is easier to talk about God's faithfulness when things are well. But you'd be wrong on two accounts: 1. things are not always well, not with me, not with you, not with anyone, and 2. having things, being full, being healthy, being comfortable, or having abundance, or no deformities is not the basis of God's faithfulness, neither is it the proof. If our basis for God's faithfulness is material, physical, emotional, political, financial, ecological, or whatever - you'll miss it.<br />
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Because God's faithfulness is spiritual, and spiritual things are witnessed by faith. If His faithfulness was about the world's standards of success then where was His faithfulness with John the Baptist who was beheaded? Where was His faithfulness with Hosea who was cheated on? Where was His faithfulness with His own son Jesus who was crucified?<br />
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But it was there with them. His faithfulness was at work. He was reconciling and redeeming in the spirit what was broken in the flesh.<br />
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Let me get very practical here. How do I apply this to my life? How do I see God's faithfulness in my life? Here's where the Best Thing comes in. Remember, believe, that you have the best thing. You have Christ in you, the hope of glory. And when you're convinced you already have the Best Thing having or not having the inferior things aren't that important.<br />
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For example, I drive a Toyota and I have a friend who drives an incredibly nice Mercedes Benz. Not once have I heard him say, "David, you're so much better off than me for having a Toyota." I seriously doubt he's envious of my car. Why? Because his car is way nicer than mine. Even if I teased him or argued with him that my car is better it wouldn't really bother him because it's not true - he already has a better thing. Imagine how ridiculous it would be, if I were to drive up to him in traffic, roll down my window, and say "Your car sucks!" But what would be even more ridiculous would be for him to be affected or be insecure or even worse, trade his car for mine. But we do this with our lives everyday, trading it in for something else, not necessarily bad things, but inferior things, because we forget that we not only have something better, we have the best in Jesus.<br />
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This is something I have to remind myself: That I have Jesus. If I have a house, great. If I don't I'll rent. Either way, I have the best thing. If my business grows, great. If it doesn't grow, that would suck, but I don't have to be insecure, I have the best thing. If my brothers become incredibly successful in the world, and I don't, great for us. We have the best thing. If my kids are prodigies, great. If they're average, fine. As long as they have Jesus they have the best thing. If I'm eating in Circles for dinner, beware, I'm going on a bombing run after. If we go hungry, that wouldn't be pleasant. But either way I have the best thing. When you have the best thing, you are not bothered when you are deprived of the inferior things.<br />
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<b>To conclude, I've realized:</b><br />
<b>When I'm envious or greedy or lustful it means I've forgotten that I already have the best thing.</b><br />
<b>When I'm arrogant it means I've forgotten that He is the best thing.</b><br />
<b>When I'm worried or anxious or insecure it means that I've forgotten that He has already given me the best thing what won't He give me? And further, what more do I need?</b><br />
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And when these things attack, and I am guilty of all the above, probably more than the average human being, I remind myself of something else I wrote:<br />
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Freedom that shouldn't be<br />
Forgiven completely<br />
Love poured out freely<br />
In a life that cannot be<br />
But is<br />
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I wish I could give you all goodie bags for all the greetings but that's impossible. Besides, you don't really need it. You already have the best thing.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><i>John 10:10 "... I have come so that you might have LIFE and have it to the full."</i></span><br />
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'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says</h1>
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This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.</div>
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I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.</div>
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The first story is about connecting the dots.</div>
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I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?</div>
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It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.</div>
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And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.</div>
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It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:</div>
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Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.</div>
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None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.</div>
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Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.</div>
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My second story is about love and loss.</div>
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I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.</div>
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I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. <b>I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.</b></div>
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I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.</div>
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During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, <em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Toy Story</em>, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.</div>
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I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. <b>If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.</b></div>
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My third story is about death.</div>
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When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: <b>"If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.</b></div>
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Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.</div>
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About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.</div>
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I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.</div>
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This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:</div>
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No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.</div>
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<b>Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life.</b> Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. <b>Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice.</b> And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.</div>
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When I was young, there was an amazing publication called <em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">The Whole Earth Catalog</em>, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.</div>
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Stewart and his team put out several issues of <em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">The Whole Earth Catalog</em>, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.</div>
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Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.</div>
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Thank you all very much.</div>
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I lost track of how many times I've listened to this message, but it continuously helped during times I feel like compromising, settling, and taking matters in my own hands. Please do share this too to your friends and loved ones. God bless. :)</div>
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1. Tony Moly Tint. I got mine from an online store at facebook. Surprisingly I loved the shade and the consistency of this tint. Since I'm not really the kind of person who wants to look too made-up, I always go for some cosmetics that would just give me a natural look.<br />
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2. Grilled Chicken Cheese of 7-11. To be honest, most of my working days, I buy my breakfast at 7-11. <i>(Wag tularan, di nagaalmusal sa bahay!)</i> hahaha! My officemates would actually say in jest.. "Ma'am, stockholder ka na ng 7-11 no?" hahaha! Before I take the LRT, I frequent 7-11 to get these delicious stuffed pandesal. This is currently my favorite (among tuna cheesemelt and bacon & cheese flavor). Too bad, it's quite difficult to bring french vanilla coffee to go with this. It will be an ultimate breakfast for sure. :)<br />
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3. One Tree Hill Season 7. This is the only time I get to watch One Tree Hill again. I used to spend a lot of time watching seasons 1-5 when I was still working at my dad. This series is one of my favorite series. I miss all the casts. Too bad Chad Michael Murray and Hilarie Burton left. But adorable Sophia Bush and Daddy Nathan Scott are still here, and to make the show even better, they added Robert Buckley as one of the main casts! yikeee! they make the show worth-watching. hihihi!<br />
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4. Nescafe 3 in 1 + Coffeemate. As a coffee fanatic, I can get all the tip I can get to make a delicious coffee. By delicious I mean sweet and creamy. A client of mine actually taught me how to make the simple nescafe 3 in 1 extra special. With Coffeemate!! And just as expected, it tastes better and less bitter. Just how I wanted it. As Pastor Dennis puts it, "It's a little bit of heaven on earth." hahaha!<br />
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5. Rockband! I've been playing this game since yesterday from my sister's phone. This game is so addicting that it drains her battery. haha. Too bad this app is not available on my phone.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-36365562670377179532011-08-19T08:50:00.001-07:002011-08-24T21:52:25.411-07:00Blessing: Being part of the 18 Candles<div style="text-align: left;">It’s already 11:30pm and way past my promised bed time.<span> </span>I actually needed a lot of rest tonight for it will be a long day tomorrow.<span> </span>How long you might ask?<span> </span>Well there’s work in the morning, and my friend Tin-tin’s 18<sup>th</sup> birthday after that.<span> </span>I am surprised to be part of the program and since I wanted to come prepared tomorrow night for I tend to stutter and get sidetracked from what I’m supposed to say,<span> </span>I thought and asked God for the right message to give to this special person.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
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Was I rebuked? Of course! No doubt about it. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">God wanted me to enjoy my youth, that any pressure I’m feeling now, every worry and troubled spirit must be put to silence and to trust in Him who knows everything on the present and what will come ahead in the future.<span style=""> </span>He reminded me that in every challenge, in every situation, in every emotion, in every season of my life, winning and losing; high or low; in tears and in laughter; I must remember Him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I love this verse “Follow the ways of your heart and whatever your eyes see. But know that for all this things God will bring you judgment.”<span style=""> </span>God wanted us to fulfill the season we are in.<span style=""> </span>To be happy in this life that was given to us, but to do it with prudency.<span style=""> </span>God doesn’t encourage us to live a life not in accordance to His will and purpose, so that’s why He reminded us that on a given day, no one can really know though, He’ll be the judge.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">This is too good to be kept inside that’s why I blog.<span style=""> </span>God’s word is just so powerful and when we ask Him for clarity, He gives it on a perfect time, never too early or too late.<span style=""> </span>Just perfect moment.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">So notwithstanding all my restless attempt for career change, and seeking answers if I should do this or do that, God helped me figure out what I must do, what I must prioritize and put to heart on doing…</p> <p class="MsoNormal">“<b>Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the WHOLE DUTY of man.</b>” Ecclesiastes 12:13</p> <p class="MsoNormal">It can't be any clearer. <span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="">J</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>photo credit: Tintin Franco</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-19360129934292933402011-08-11T21:11:00.000-07:002011-08-12T05:02:41.125-07:00What Coach Carter taught me..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjTgqLUmh8Gr-d7lybq3BOn8FQqzGc9kRajfM5mwzKZdPx_9gseRsEVfsGezSijz6KU7kOpp8iGWMbVT3RG-jWJW2MnVO5qo_8jHUmhiWuCig742s0Ln1yLsDc4oFM6cNKRNA8JN3XWiU/s1600/coachcarterreviewposter.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjTgqLUmh8Gr-d7lybq3BOn8FQqzGc9kRajfM5mwzKZdPx_9gseRsEVfsGezSijz6KU7kOpp8iGWMbVT3RG-jWJW2MnVO5qo_8jHUmhiWuCig742s0Ln1yLsDc4oFM6cNKRNA8JN3XWiU/s320/coachcarterreviewposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639820182418387618" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">I can’t possibly remember how many times I’ve watched this movie.<span> </span>That is how often I used to put this movie on the DVD player whenever I wanted to relax.<span> </span>Some people call it very time-consuming, amusing and unproductive.<span> </span>Nevertheless, this is my best version of stress reliever, watching my favorite movies over and over again. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><i><b>SYNOPSIS: (from IMDB.com)</b></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-style: italic;" class="apple-style-span"><span style="mso-bidi-background:white;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;" lang="EN-US" >In 1999, Ken Carter, a successful sporting goods store owner, accepts the job of basketball coach for his old high school in a poor area of Richmond, CA, where he was a champion athlete. As much dismayed by the poor attitudes of his players as well as their dismal play performance, Carter sets about to change both. He immediately imposes a strict regime typified in written contracts that include stipulations for respectful behavior, a dress code and good grades as requisites to being allowed to participate. The initial resistance from the boys is soon dispelled as the team under Carter's tutelage becomes a undefeated competitor in the games. However, when the overconfident team's behavior begins to stray and Carter learns that too many players are doing poorly in class, he takes immediate action. To the outrage of the team, the school and the community, Carter cancels all team activities and locks the court until the team shows acceptable academic improvement. In the ensuing debate, Carter fights to keep his methods, determined to show the boys that they need to rely on more than sports for their futures and eventually finds he has affected them more profoundly than he ever expected.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="mso-bidi- background:white;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;" lang="EN-US" > </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span style="mso-bidi- background:white;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;" lang="EN-US" >Written by</span></i></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span style="mso-bidi-background:white;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;" lang="EN-US" > </span></i></span><span class="apple-style-span"><i><span style="mso-bidi- background:white;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;" lang="EN-US" ><a href="http://www.imdb.com/search/title?plot_author=Kenneth%20Chisholm%20%28kchishol@rogers.com%29&view=simple&sort=alpha"><span style="color:#136CB2;">Kenneth Chisholm (kchishol@rogers.com)</span></a></span></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none">What I love about this film is aside from the fact that it’s based on true to life story. It never fails to inspire me.<span> </span>Just by seeing the character the casts portrayed for the first time, it reflects hopelessness.<span> </span>But this is what makes the movie outstanding… one person never gave up.<span> </span>Little by little he made change.<span> </span>I was reminded, if he can, why can’t we?</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US">The lessons I learned in this movie are so many that I have to share them according to how I enlisted them on my sticky notes. Hehe!<span> </span>Here they go. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:"Segoe Print";mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;" lang="EN-US"><span>
<br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>RESPECT IS EARNED.</b><span> </span>I heard from one pastor that respect can’t be demanded, thus, earned. The moment Coach Carter met the kids, he already gave the impression not to fear him, but to show them that he deserves respect. This actually brings me to another thought, if respect can be earned, it can also be lost.</span> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>DISCIPLINE.</b><span> </span>My dreaded word.<span> </span>Hahaha.<span> </span>It’s really hard. In this movie, Coach Carter remained firm on his purpose, his rules, his methods.<span> </span>His patience just overwhelms me. When he saw the kids for the first time, he already knew Discipline is what they needed.<span> </span>Not just to be able to win games, but to win every hardship in life.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>CHANGE DOESN’T HAPPEN OVERNIGHT.</b><span> </span>True enough, it won’t.<span> </span>It’s alike to losing weight, getting good grades, excelling at work.<span> </span>It can be a little frustrating and more often than not, you actually GET frustrated.<span> </span>One thing we have to remember, is that gradual changes are still changes.<span> </span>Changes are what we wanted right? Even if it takes baby steps, one day we’ll all reach to that point, where everything IS changed. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>VICTORY IS SWEET WHEN IT’S HARD-EARNED.</b><span> </span>Whether it’s a game that you’ve practiced so much for, or this new gadget that you’ve been saving up for by means of countless overnights at the office, whether it would be the new figure that you are flaunting now courtesy of smart dieting and exercising, the moment we achieve such things is tremendous and priceless when we put our best efforts in it. <span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>SINCE WHEN WINNING IS NOT ENOUGH?</b><span> </span>This is where the molding of character comes in.<span> </span>Coach Carter quoted this when his players taunt their opponent on the court. "Since when winning is not enough" that they have to mock other players just to show that they’re the best.<span> </span>It’s not greatness that shines, but arrogance. I was reminded to ask God for humility in every situation.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>YOU HAVE TO HAVE A VISION.</b><span> </span>Visualize who you wanted to be, where you wanted to be and how you’ll get there.<span> Do it in boundaries of longevity. The picture must be a painting of a life that is ahead from what you are now. </span>However, be careful what you paint on it.<span> </span>Having plans are important.<span> </span>It’s not only logical but biblical as well.<span> </span>We have to have a vision for our lives.<span> </span>The better it would be if we form it in accordance to how God wants to direct our steps.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;tab-stops:.25in .5in .75in 1.0in 1.25in 1.5in 1.75in 2.0in 2.25in 2.5in 2.75in 3.0in 3.25in 3.5in 3.75in 4.0in 4.25in 4.5in 4.75in 5.0in 5.25in 5.5in 5.75in 6.0in 6.25in 6.5in 6.75in 7.0in 7.25in 7.5in 7.75in 8.0in; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN-US"><b>THERE’S NO “I” IN TEAM.</b><span> </span>“But there’s a ‘ME’ though if you jumble it up.” Hahaha! I remember Dr. Gregory House saying that.<span> </span>But kidding aside, it’s true.<span> </span>You play a part for the team, and the other part will be played by your teammates, you collaborate together to achieve your common goal.<span> When</span> one person segues from that goal, for sure, he’ll carry the whole team with him. That person can be you or anyone within the team, just think in caution, where you wanted to lead the team? victory or defeat?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">
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'Till my next post. :)</div><div><br /> <div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPmTIgRhvGsEOQjz9ErnlUiDtmbokIEnQTbOU2L0oszLCNJ7y335cRjPo2yBTv-IPBw6Jm_cR0EDM_kNurSiWa1boGrss99SC2JX70HyItCeyosChYKZtdM55mlK3FaLIrC5BOE8rVXgh/s320/DSC00396.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632404071615430082" /></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Taken by the sweetest, smartest sister anyone could have; at Burgoo using my trusted phone. :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-76909198481374238792011-07-10T22:42:00.003-07:002011-07-15T01:40:00.238-07:00All I can say is thank You..<div style="text-align: left;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">For what transpired 365 days ago...</b></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">...I’d like to say thank You.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p>C</o:p>lueless?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Hehe..<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>As much as I want to give you an idea, I still care about the person involved, so divulging everything would be a strict no-no.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>But if you wanted to know how I was exactly 365 days ago, you might want to click <a href="http://binibiningmalihim.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-regrets.html">here.</a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">To describe it in two words... Messed up.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">But this post is all about giving thanks. Yes. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Thank You.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I can’t imagine myself saying these words, nor will I say them as genuine and as heartfelt like now.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I now came to this point where I remember my sister saying these words to me, a few months ago. “<i>Ate, pag dumating ka na sa point na</i> you’ve moved on... <i>Ang sarap ng</i> feeling.”</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So this is the kind of “feeling” she’s talking about.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Now I get it.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>If I hadn’t, then this post would just be simple trash.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> So there. </span>Hooray! <i>Ilabas ang</i> confetti! Hahaha! <span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"><span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings">J</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This is no make-believe.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m just very grateful how God orchestrated everything.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I know this is His plan.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> When I was out there compromising, taking matters in my own hands, He intervened. </span>For me to be stripped away from something I thought I needed but eventually realized I don’t; something I wanted but later on, found out otherwise.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He apparently saved me.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Just like what He always does.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Maybe others think it’s a coincidence, well I think NOT. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He saved me, and helped me understand, and helped me go through.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This is why I can say He is REAL in my life. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I know that it is not by my might, or willingness that got me where I am now.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> He provided a way out of my misery. </span>Even if some changes happened in me from that certain experience, I'm still thankful. I have never been this happier and excited for true love.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This is the main reason that I can’t seem to contain any anger, or even beg for the unrequited love. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I know for what happened, for things that I had difficulty accepting, I am very and sincerely grateful.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">God reminded me this verse.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>This verse is so familiar that it sometimes loses its pith.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>But God is faithful to reveal His word in different situations.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Psalms 37:4 “Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.”</b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">First is to delight in His will, then comes the desires. Non-interchangeable. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So what I do now is wait.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s not an easy thing to do.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>But God provides the strength.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The thought that He wants the best for me and how His love for me is exaggerated, by dying on the cross for me, makes me cry.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I know in His time, that man will come.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>All I have to do is to wait, trust, hope and more importantly, delight in Him.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhueTHxYYJoL-JY_0t3d1J7Wpruz9ro0T8t_HBv4HHzyaoMDNuF_jSTHWuNzMf8uZ2MTCAR7VD3wUVoHphvfxwEvLTysvE72px2-lfMkA_L93sXFABMIE6uif4kr3PLlgThjvRDcsnSy2ZV/s320/you+are+loved.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629468258805187858" /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">P.S.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’m looking forward for a celebratory day tomorrow. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Can anyone suggest where can I find delicious and affordable baby back ribs? Hihihi! <span style="font-family: Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"><span style="mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings">J</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>God bless everyone.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">(c) google.com</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-66684904225570810482011-07-05T20:59:00.001-07:002011-07-07T08:40:43.880-07:00Random thoughts on losing weight<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoLaMQ3u2bYkCLjlfDPdz30ql92rjaYsnfyv9Xwb4WKpl5hdTIF9k_y6y7Ua2H10EmZ3zlCz1DCx-kMBhQovQVhmC38VW0rRgbo5jpVeleTKeQNQ4TIWCwxVx9Gnv3QfNXsFdABGGNFgf/s1600/losing-weight.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoLaMQ3u2bYkCLjlfDPdz30ql92rjaYsnfyv9Xwb4WKpl5hdTIF9k_y6y7Ua2H10EmZ3zlCz1DCx-kMBhQovQVhmC38VW0rRgbo5jpVeleTKeQNQ4TIWCwxVx9Gnv3QfNXsFdABGGNFgf/s320/losing-weight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626601152748672050" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Warning:</b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I am not a nutritionist or a food dietician and doesn’t recommend you to try any of these as long as your health requires special attention other than the tips and procedures to be mentioned. These are tips and realizations which I consider helpful and effective in me.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Neither I have a super-model figure like the latest Transformers 3 leading lady, but still, I will not withhold this knowledge that I gained as I go along the process of losing weight.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">+++</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I have a lot of friends and co-workers who noticed the sudden change of my weight and since I have been asked how I did it, I decided to compile some of the things I learned/realized on this course.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">For starters, I have to say that for the past years, ever since I graduated from college, my life has been ultimately sedentary and I am a consummate eater.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>My family and friends can attest how much I love food.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>That’s the reason why I gained 14 pounds over those years.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I was weighing 53kg and before I knew it, I was already weighing 60kg.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Though my body has always been in the slim category because even toddler days, I was never a chubby kid; yet, as I have noticed, as I age, I’ve been accumulating pounds that made me almost reach the overweight class.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Intermittently, I have noticed clothes starting to shrink, I can see side bulges and enlarged tummy that I didn’t have before.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I easily pant when long stairs and minor physical training challenge me.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Sometimes I resolve to do temporary preventive measures to avoid gaining more.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I join aero-dance, badminton, swimming BUT inconsistently.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I would eat right for a while and then I’ll go back to my usual routine.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I would make up excuses for me not to change.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Even if the scare of diabetes and other ailments acquired due to obesity are known to me, I am unmoved nonetheless.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>My lifestyle remained the same.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Until one day I got sick.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I was suffering from LBM that I had to eat only Skyflakes and stirred Coca-Cola for one day.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> Oh boy spell torture! hahaha! </span>I got fever and I was really weak that time.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I vomit and moved bowels more frequent than usual.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>When I got better, I decided to weigh myself and found out I LOST 2 POUNDS JUST FROM BEING SICK.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>My officemate even noticed it that in just one day of absence from work, my body was a bit smaller and my office uniform became a little loose.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">That’s the start, I said to myself.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Even though it’s just 2 pounds, I would do everything not to regain them anymore.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>However, I wouldn’t recommend that for you to initially lose weight, you must drastically get sick nor gave you an impression that you have to be sick in order to start changing your lifestyle.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Being sick is not a funny and a happy experience.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The thought of going back to Skyflakes and Coca-cola again is just downright scary hahaha.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s painful and frustrating to see everyone enjoying delicious food while you’re stuck with biscuits and whisked soda.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s just that for me, an opportunity came during my "sick days" and from there I made a commitment that I would definitely get my act together and figure out how I would lose some more.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This brings me now to things that might help; thus, I wanted to share...</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>DECIDE.</b> Everything comes to a decision. Decision, that is not tainted by emotions but the absolute desire that the routine has to stop. Once you've made a decision, it would only be natural for you to commit to it. This is also the time that you have to set goals. Decide how much weight you want to lose. Set goals. Specific, measurable, attainable, real, and time bound goals.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>STAY WITH THE OBJECTIVE.</b> Define the purpose of the action and you'll be surprised how it will affect your journey on losing weight. Eliminate the mindset that you have to be thin so you can be beautiful. I've always been a believer that a person is beautiful any weight she/he is. That's non-questionable. The person is not ugly, he/she is just unhealthy and it's imperative for us to realize it. For some this maybe for self-esteem issues, to feel good which isn't totally wrong, but if we objectify with wrong motives, we might end up getting frustrated, hence making our actions/methods futile. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>KNOW THE BASICS</b>. This blog will not endorse any pill, tea, clinic that will help you reach your goal. Personally, I appreciated the natural way of losing weight for I know the effects and results will be long-term. It might sound cliche but it's true that eating right, exercising, loading up water and getting enough sleep are the basic ways in losing weight effectively and safely. To be honest, I find the first two really really hard to do. As in CHORE!!! hahaha! </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>EDUCATE YOURSELF.</b> As soon as I started to get serious on shedding off pounds, I decided to study and learn different ways on effective weight loss. Being a netizen for more than 8 hours a day really helped on educating myself. Just like what David Bonifacio said, internet can be a powerful tool in stocking up knowledge on diet and different exercises. Maximize it. Also, read fitness magazines and books. Invest in them. Talk to people who have the same passion and who could empower and will not confuse your goals. All the more you would be dedicated and inspired. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>PUT EVERYTHING IN BALANCE.</b> True enough, losing weight is difficult. It sometimes gets boring and annoying that is why commitment really has to make a big part. The technique I can give you is to put everything into balance. Remember the saying "No work and no play is no fun?" something like that hehehe.. Well, it's true. Whenever I have a week-long diet, I decided to make Sunday my "cheat day." A day when I can eat my favorite blueberry cheesecake, have an iced tea, no exercise and simply bum around. hehehe. As long as you're still doing it on moderation, cheat day isn't wrong. This is the time you let yourself enjoy the platter, but don't eat everything in the buffet table. Don't refrain yourself from enjoying great food. The worst thing on depriving yourself is that you will tend to eat more than you've actually wanted.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So there guys, I do hope that I have helped you somehow with these tips I shared.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Again, all from a non-expert viewpoint; this is just me... (All glory to God) now eleven pounds lighter, trying to impart information.</p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;mso-add-space:auto"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-add-space:auto">God bless. :)<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-61988525904274780562011-07-03T21:22:00.000-07:002011-07-03T21:26:39.085-07:00Have Your Way...<i>I got this song from Yeng Constantino's <a href="http://yengconstantino.tumblr.com/">site</a>. I'm moved by the lyrics. </i><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/321487521/7cf6318d" width="420" height="250" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br />Have Your Way by Britt Nicole<br /><div><br /></div><div>Why can’t you just intervene,<br />Do you see the tears are falling?<br />And I’m falling apart at the seams,<br />But you never said the road would be easy,<br /><b>But you said that you would never leave.</b><br />And you never promised that<br />this life wasn’t hard,<br /><br /><div>But you promised you’d take care of me,<br /><br /></div><div>So I’ll stop searching for the answers,<br />I’ll stop praying for an escape,<br />I’ll trust you God with where I am,<br />And believe you will have your way,<br />Just have your way,<br />Just have your way,<br /><br /></div><div>My friends and my family have left me<br />I feel so ashamed and so cold,<br />Remind you take broken<br />things and turn them into beautiful<br /><br />So I’ll stop searching for the answers,<br />I’ll stop praying for an escape,<br />I’ll trust you God with where I am,<br />And believe you will have your way,<br />Just have your way,<br />Just have your way,<br />Even if my dreams have died,<br />Even if I don’t survive,<br />I’ll still worship you with all my life,<br />My life<br /><br />And I’ll stop searching for the answers,<br />I’ll stop praying for an escape,<br /><b>And I’ll trust you God with where I am,<br />And believe you will have your way, </b><br />Just have your way,<br />Just have your way, yeah<br /><br /></div><div>I know you will,<br />don’t forget,<br />You love me,<br />Have your way, Yeah</div><div><br /></div><div><i>Thank You God for letting me encounter this song. You are amazing indeed. </i></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-72021748702275836742011-06-27T22:07:00.000-07:002011-06-28T20:49:12.629-07:00Oh yes I'm rich.<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Okay, please don’t get me wrong with the title.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>This post is not to broadcast or brag my status in life, or my bank account savings.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>This blog entry would be something I aspire telling to people and I do hope by this blog, every idea that first popped on your head about my blog title will be cleared.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So let me take you back, maybe 8 hours before I got the urge to write this. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"></span>I was about to write a blog nowhere near this topic, but it turned out that this post is quite necessary.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I suppose my “drafts” can wait due to the pre-emption of this blog.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This is initially derived from one conversations I had with my friend over YM.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Friend:</b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><i>Di ka pa ba napapagod magtrabaho?</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Me:</b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><i>Napapagod na ren.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Hehehe. Pero di pwedeng di ako pumasok. Lagot. :)</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Friend:</b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><i>Hehe, buti ikaw hindi mo naman kelangan magwork.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Mayaman ka na eh.</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Me:</b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>(smiling and laughing after I sent a lot of laughing emoticons) Yes I’m rich.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>Friend:</b> Wow...</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><i>Ang yabang lang ng dating no?</i><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Hahaha! But just to assure you, our conversation ended amicably.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I just want to specifically indicate what triggered the urge to that response.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Lately, I’ve been dubbed by officemates, some close friends, as <i>“anak-mayaman”</i>, "sushala" (urban lingo for <i>sosyal</i> or sophisticated) “silent-millionaire” and the like.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There were banters that I took as purely joke and harmless like, <i>“Kumakain ka pa ba sa</i> foodcourt?”, or “<i>kumakain pa ba kayo sa mga ganitong lugar?</i>”; places pertaining to <i>karinderya,</i> fishball stands, street food, etc. Honestly, I really don't know what made them think that, maybe because I'm starting to take a bath everyday, use a comb, and brush my teeth. Hehe. :P<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Yet apparently, I gave people a wrong notion that I do not have to work for money and that I’m lying in bed full of blue-shaded peso-currency containing 3 national heroes on its face value. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I feel that I’m giving impressions that my status in life is class this or class that.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> that I easily get what I want without even breaking a sweat. </span>Whenever I hear something like that, I just smile and chuckle.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I really didn’t mind.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>But as it frequents, I thought maybe it’s time to straighten up things and answer them in blatant truth.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So once and for all, Yes.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am rich.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am <i>anak-mayaman</i> and I <b>was</b> a silent-millionaire.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><i>Hep hep hep</i>... That's not the kind of "rich kid" I'm talking about.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I am rich not because of my savings in my bank account, or because of the kind of house that I reside in, but because God gave the strength for my parents to provide an average shelter, a sufficient clothing and food that sustains us three times a day.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am rich because God blessed me with parents who are not just loving parents, but God-fearing people who simply put their trust in the Lord when it comes to their finances.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am rich because God blessed me with mentors that I came to know through books, blogs, podcasts and smart conversations; who taught me how to manage my salary better.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am rich because through God, me and my family are physically healthy.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am rich because I know a lot of people cared and loved me for ME.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> I am rich because I have a few yet real friends in my life. </span>And last but not the least, I am rich because I have a Father in heaven whom I know will supply all my needs according to His riches and glory; a sovereign God who can provide not just on money matters but in every aspect of my life where I lack; it’s because my Father in Heaven, my source, is unlimited, and knows no bounds when it comes to my needs.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I don’t know how others would define the word “rich”, but as for me, this is how I know my treasure.<span> </span>I hope with this short post, I am able to uplift any downtrodden spirit and negative mindset that they are born poor, hence they will die poor. That money is hard to come by, or that they’re only destined to work and work and work for money lest everything earned won't be enough. <span></span>I wanted to break mindsets that are consumed with wrong perceptions about getting “rich.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So my friend's last message at YM really had me overjoyed. She said, "You made me smile, <i>sana lahat ng nakakausap ko araw-araw ganyan.</i>" I never knew that the sudden change of response would actually help inspire others about what God is doing in our lives. It is not restricted to financial provision only, but because of His love and grace, we feel overflowing. God is really good.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">With all that being said, I’m a silent-millionaire no more. :)</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b>2 Corinthians 6:18 "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 21px; ">and I will be a father to you, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 21px; ">and you shall be sons and daughters to me, </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 21px; "><b>says the Lord Almighty."</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">P.S. If you want to learn more about biblical finance, kindly visit Pastor Chinkee Tan's <a href="http://chinkeetan.com/">site</a> and Podcast of Pastor Dennis Sy about <a href="http://http//www.victorygreenhills.org/podcasts/2010-podcasts/overflow/">Overflow-Provider</a>. God bless.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;tab-stops: 71.25pt"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-26701141920823582122011-06-24T18:52:00.000-07:002011-06-26T21:11:48.101-07:00Love is indeed sweeter when the right guy comes..I admire Sophia Bush. She's just an inspiring lady. I can still remember back then how her divorce with Chad Michael Murray became the hype, yet I never heard any negative comments from Sophia about her ex-husband and even to the girl Chad is engaged with. As a matter of fact I can still remember reading one of magazine's article, wherein her story was the main feature and she said <b>"I still care about Chad. I will never bash him."</b> <div><br /></div><div>Now I can say from a minute of googling her pictures with her latest beau, it seems that she's genuinely happy, a better person than before, and found the man that seemed treating her right and taking good care of her. Well Austin Nichols seemed like a great guy. (feeling close? haha!) I'm just really happy for her that she found love, never gave up and bounced back. Makes me excited to experience falling inlove the second time around. :)<div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CXTDJIXLnyxelXjk_cfjX7ulvhFqqLbCjBdpBgvIyvkKhtyNED5G-mDKtXaNyr1EJjrZRuqv-WAfuyMYtog_o1f1xNiVYyDwldck9iKbA4ZwtbjY4tpn86nX-yNfrgYkgwOCVQy-ZRx8/s1600/couple+shirt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CXTDJIXLnyxelXjk_cfjX7ulvhFqqLbCjBdpBgvIyvkKhtyNED5G-mDKtXaNyr1EJjrZRuqv-WAfuyMYtog_o1f1xNiVYyDwldck9iKbA4ZwtbjY4tpn86nX-yNfrgYkgwOCVQy-ZRx8/s320/couple+shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621969990234900626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cute couple shirt. hihihi! this is subtle yet sweet "cheesyness". haha!</div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeWDDOtEcK4tPqXMhTPScoZSvZxLhg9oc8IJlSu8e4dVuw7jcYIyEXIumxXZVzNKWtT5Lx_wCKvhMsVIu_e4MEakEgeIgJsOol6KZktH2bNCk60Ek9VIccES26W0DR8mvlTcQKzKRPY0Wr/s1600/falling+inlove+d+second+time.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeWDDOtEcK4tPqXMhTPScoZSvZxLhg9oc8IJlSu8e4dVuw7jcYIyEXIumxXZVzNKWtT5Lx_wCKvhMsVIu_e4MEakEgeIgJsOol6KZktH2bNCk60Ek9VIccES26W0DR8mvlTcQKzKRPY0Wr/s320/falling+inlove+d+second+time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621969895966948018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love this picture. Yet I still don't know if this is just a photo of one of their shoots at One Tree Hill. Kakilig pa ren eh. hehe! :)</div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm just happy seeing women who underwent a big heartbreak, yet managed to still be hopeful and trusting. I for one believed that good things come to those who patiently wait. Not just simply waiting, but waiting in the Lord is a must for me. Waiting that will renew my strength and will not make me despair. :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-63678975078277833322011-06-12T01:36:00.000-07:002011-06-12T01:48:24.856-07:00Take it from Rowley...<div style="text-align: left;">I watched the Diary of a Wimpy Kid and Diary of a Wimpy Kid 2 Rodrick Rules. I love both films, I picked bits and pieces of good moral lesson on every character played. However, one character just keeps shining. My sister and I just love this huggable human being in the name of Rowley Jefferson. If there is one advice I could give to students who will be entering their first or another school year, this would be it. Zooeymama! :)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt3IpAnnEYh6DBdMULPjue3tU5zTu20QuqoNA4JPBUW_RU2cyhj3gdLobzOEBClR9ezBCw7X5BvO-h4I7Xe2kMNQcGNcCf-1aPJ-whkuqh_h97K6jdA3jf5ljhbqgFtjKlIz4SV0reYS4/s320/zooweemama%2521.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617252218680383634" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>"My mom said JUST BE YOURSELF and EVERYBODY will LOVE YOU!!!" - Rowley J. </b></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-10765592555652896682011-05-29T01:10:00.000-07:002011-06-20T05:57:28.563-07:00Happy Yipee Yehey 27!!! :)<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Woot woot! 27 na ako! hahaha. In five years time, my age will be officially off the calendar. I just have to say that this birthday was far one of the busiest birthdays albeit unplanned. To be honest, a lot of people asked me if what am I gonna do on my special day. All I say is that it would be certain I'm spending it with family, just like last year. Since I don't have specific plans in mind, I just told my sister that I just want to have a cake that I can blow, then simple lunch the next day then that's it. I don't really like having a party and would invite people but just simple and meaningful celebration.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If you're a follower of my blog right from the start, you would know how this celebration became so different from last year, and that difference would factor the apathy on planning my big day. Close friends of mine would be asking if I really feel like celebrating, but in spite of everything, pretensions undermined, I'm happy nonetheless. And here's why:</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I know God blessed me with wonderful parents who truly love me and would give everything just to make me happy and keep me safe. (okay teary eyed!) hahahaha! If there's one thing I'm always thankful to God for, is providing me godly people, who tried their best in molding me, and educating me and continuously providing for me in all aspects where I lack. Since on my birthday that I had to go to work, I was stuck in a very traumatic traffic that I ended up walking home, my dad, who's very tired because he was caught on that same traffic minutes before I did, and my mom, who is tired from cooking toothsome dinner for this celebration, walked all the way to meet me at Masinag just so I could have someone with me to walk home. A person who loved me truly and dearly could only do that, that in spite of their age and being all physically tired, they still managed to walk more than two kilometers just to for me. It struck me how love takes so much commitment and sacrifice and I thank God for experiencing those in the form of my mom and dad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Of course, how could I forget two of the most loving siblings in the world. Kuya and Donna of course together with mom prepared a very small yet delicious dinner for this occasion. The fact that I'm having only one hour left to celebrate, I got the cake that I wanted and Donna cooked delicious and delectable chicken pastel, <i>este</i> parmigiana for me. Sweet! hehehehe! It was an awesome night. I may not get to spend a lot of time with them lately but I know these guys will continue to love me no matter what. Bro, thanks for the gift that you gave me, <i>sukat na sukat lang</i>! and for helping Donna cooked the dinner hehehe; and to my Manowlow Blahnik, who made a <a href="http://donnafresco.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-ate.html">blog</a> and video cover for me, I cannot say thank you enough. You're the best sister anyone could have. Love you both.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc3udsKSM7WLNWcOiEZSoyGZIb_vmDuOgfdYjyuPRJ5zio1TlLOJSxJVApFCdnkkNjgHw4AvC1ffti7XmYdS_4HsqcgjXW4ZD40DtzMFSGbauWdFkPFbcPfGkJHnAmb3e5aEKj9u9K4mx3/s320/bday+blog+1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612066034189359714" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Haggard shots of me, patunay na mahirap maglakad sa gitna ng traffic! Pero that won't stop me from posing for pictures. hehehe!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div><div style="text-align: center; "><i><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0VnWu0H258tfVozypslomBpR6jYpVQjJK3DNo4az8gsAAhCMQ0Wy3ZvRUuY8mtWNgf4IS7K-2Mjk0YF3cN7fL35JlLjLZS3D09JaVJTQoWprmyIeNFpWrpIU7fGN5pRL0Gk2W0_A_rCa/s320/bday+blog+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612067658720582882" border="0" /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Familia Attack!! see those faces and utensils? Scary! hahaha!</i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div>Another thing would be, surprise surprise!!! Hahahaha! The youth core surprised me a week after my birthday. I thought it's just going to be plain Yellow Cab dinner but with matching cake and flowers! same flavor <i>ng </i>cake <i>at</i> color <i>pa ng</i> roses! hahaha! <i>dejavu ba ito?</i> hahahaha! Kidding aside, I was secretly wishing for flowers on my birthday, but last may 14, not even a single rose was given to me. So imagine how teary eyed I was for this, totally unexpected. <i>Ang galing lang.</i> hehehehe! Thank you so much for the love guys. Powerhug! :)</div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgwfQSAQARl-O_d2OM6OqFNLmstBVy3FYf10aFfoijvQB9aZVTZD4_kjuK0U1kwE3gBuXTsYB76IQ-4V9Kas5eXPZRKSGCLoQXaZ6gjYqoyAvNcFxdHQBwy_KBT9_0P5eDzeZVqK609Ho/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612068584088448706" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Roses and Cake! Love. :)</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div>I couldn't thank God enough for everything that He has done. Not only for the great things that happened, but also for the lessons and trials that came along with that. I know that He has great plans for me, and I know He'll be with me as I journey this another year He blessed me with. Thank you God for being faithful. </div><div><br /></div><div>Just like I said last year, If getting older could be this happy! I really won't mind. Here's to being 27!!! :)</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-67663998233310559292011-05-22T21:49:00.000-07:002011-05-22T21:53:16.103-07:00Inspiring conversionBecause God's word is too good to be kept inside. I do hope that this video will move you, and may God's touch be felt in your life. :)<br /><br />"No, I don't wanna keep quiet. I wanna tell people(about Jesus)"- Danica Sotto Pingris<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/05kxp1F6dds" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-8086976370077072982011-05-02T06:39:00.000-07:002011-05-02T22:05:09.538-07:00He must be a Godly man. :)<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><i>In spite of being sleepy and tired. I just have to blog this. If ever I sounded too feminist, or hostile, sorry. Animated lang ako. hahaha! :)</i><div><br /></div><div>It was mid-afternoon. We had to meet up at with our boss on Mann Yann at Ayala. Even if it was a quick meeting, I can't help but be really exhausted maybe because of the excruciating weather. <i>Nakaka</i>-drain <i>ng lakas talaga</i>. hahaha! But I'm glad it ended quick and well I might add. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>So we rode a cab on our way back to the office. I was half-asleep. No. Make it really asleep. hahaha! <i>Masyado ko na-</i>enjoy <i>yung</i> aircon <i>ni manong</i> driver. I was about to go to dreamland when a loud yell woke me up. My eyes are almost open until I realized a guy in a motorcycle, taking off his helmet, starting to yell at <i>manong</i> driver. He was claiming that he was hit and his precious plate number got damaged. </div><div><br /></div><div>Actually, I really didn't know what happened <i>kasi tulog talaga ako,</i> but if it would really be that bad to injure this motorist, the impact would probably woke me up than the yelling of this guy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>As soon as he took of his helmet, this guy, never thought twice in creating a scene. Since <i>manong </i>driver's windows were down, I can clearly hear the expletives he kept on throwing at him. I was starting to become really nervous, I was thinking in the back of my mind, <i>"Kapag bumaba si manong.. gulo to."</i></div><div><br /></div><div>I kept on looking at this guy, still in his motorcycle, provoking and really trying to pick a fight. He even dared the driver to alight the cab and threatened him that he will swat him with his helmet. My officemates were just quiet but I instantly told our driver to just let it go, I saw that <i>manong</i> driver is starting to get mad. I'm kind of taking quick glances to both of them. <i>Kahit alam kong malaki si manong</i> driver <i>kesa kay</i> boy motor, I know this would end bad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Once the driver unstrapped his seatbelt, I automatically massaged his back. (Sweet <i>ko no?</i> hahaha!) But I was really nervous that time. The last thing I wanted to happen is someone getting hurt. I guess <i>manong</i> driver instantly smelled my fear that he opted to stay in the car and just gave piercing stares to the guy. The driver just scratched his head and said <i>"Pasalamat ka may pasahero ako..."</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>The guy took off, raising a bad finger and saw that his precious plate number wasn't even dilapidated. I was like.. <i>"Ang arte mo lang?! Ni-wala ngang gasgas eh."</i> I was really dumbfounded on how this guy is willing to risk something valuable just to prove something. How eager he was to show how manly he is, that he even challenged someone double his size.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I'm quite disappointed how young men, behave these days, specially with this guy who thought of himself as all-macho because the driver didn't do anything. The most heartbreaking thing was, his motorcycle even had a sticker that says "I love You Jesus!" <i>Hay nako?!</i> hahahaha! affected <i>talaga ako.</i> Too bad, he really has the looks, but sad to say, it didn't go well with his character, or should I say character <i>nga ba talaga?</i>. The fact that it's just a simple spat, simple misunderstanding at the road, he is very willing to go overboard why? because he's macho? because that's what strong guys do?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>From what I've learned from one pastor, Manhood, doesn't come with tantalizing eyes, sculpted figure, fair-skinned complexion, sex-appeal, or how accomplished you are even. It's more than that and sometimes, we women, tend to be drawn with what we only see on the outside. Being a man, doesn't equate how many girlfriends you had, or how luxurious your car is, or the number of push-ups you can do, or if you belong to the elite of the elites. It's more than that. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I'll be hypocrite if I say that I don't consider good looks. I hope you won't misunderstand. I appreciate beauty. I'm just saying that if a guy can be all-gwapo, yet if he doesn't have a character that God wants him to possess, entertaining them would be downright stupidity. I have dealt with this situation before, (many times I might add) and trust me, I learned it the hard way.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>It takes a MAN to surrender his life to Christ, submitting to His will and commandments and from there a character worthy for a princess will appear. It takes a MAN to hold women with high regard for they believe that God made them specially to be taken care of, to be respected, to be loved and not to be defrauded. It takes a MAN to be calm and composed whenever they face arguments, even if the urge to enter a physical bout is at peak. It takes a MAN to say no to provocation and temptation. It takes a MAN to be humble. It takes a MAN to admit he is wrong. It takes a MAN to commit. It takes a MAN to love genuinely. It takes a MAN who walks away from violence, because he believes that even though he didn't fight, God will fight for him.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Psalms 1:1-3</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 21px; ">"Blessed is the man</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, </span><span class="Apple-style-span">nor stands in the way of sinners, </span><span class="Apple-style-span">nor sits in the seat of scoffers;</span> <span class="Apple-style-span">but his delight is in the law</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">of the </span><span class="small-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; ">Lord</span><span class="Apple-style-span">,</span> <span class="Apple-style-span">and on his law he meditates day and night."</span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">So for us girls, who God considers as princesses. It's about time for us to pray for the Man of our dreams. For "boys" who happen to be reading this, Man Up! :)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">***</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">OFFTOPIC:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">In lighter news, I also went to this nearby gym at our office. Lately I've been thinking I wanted to join aerobic dance classes. Don't have the talent though but it's something I really enjoy doing... by myself. hahahaha! But seriously, I have to set a deadline for this and hopefully I can start soon. :)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTnvCrBAnEqGBgLSvj2NnwZPvBsVSghQhFht1sv6ToRZ00Crg9jNLu3Gfr7UCoVi2D6hBv1-szb8LSmBEpEdMjEKUmxfV8OH99Krx9mWjqWyHXDLBE1r69MsLTEbEV9r8xEI_Zh2bFMH4b/s320/Street-Heat-Body-Jam.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602351015713306386" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;">PS. Anyone who know where I can find a video of this? I really want one. :) pretty pleaseee??</span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-13977232703231800842011-04-19T21:56:00.000-07:002011-04-19T21:58:28.995-07:00Hello Sunshine!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsPhIg4iYJhv93Zz0j-wqp0FKyPYrV21gAaPJufmh3npxz2k962AKNe20Pta85Tm1DRXIvh5QazAIrhpiJB_Ca9LoOqUHp-uI8F1ASfV_Flv4qsW_uAz-zu-hXrOJ2WWFK8iQLq7bIxIx/s1600/creative%252Cfavorites%252Cfun%252Cphotography%252Csky%252Csummer-0c8b76231270758135f62106e89a534c_h_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsPhIg4iYJhv93Zz0j-wqp0FKyPYrV21gAaPJufmh3npxz2k962AKNe20Pta85Tm1DRXIvh5QazAIrhpiJB_Ca9LoOqUHp-uI8F1ASfV_Flv4qsW_uAz-zu-hXrOJ2WWFK8iQLq7bIxIx/s320/creative%252Cfavorites%252Cfun%252Cphotography%252Csky%252Csummer-0c8b76231270758135f62106e89a534c_h_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597525534271212898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So excited for Summer! Yay!!! :)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-22306608705493328012011-04-17T06:38:00.000-07:002011-04-17T07:37:03.910-07:00Breaking News..I was on my downstairs, finishing up before going to church and I saw my sister who just got out of bed and we had this quick conversation...<br /><br />Do: <span style="font-style:italic;">"Magdadala ka ng sasakyan?"</span><br />Me: <span style="font-style:italic;">"Oo. Bakit?"</span><br />Do: <span style="font-style:italic;">"Wala lang. Mag-ingat ka lang."</span> (but her facial expression says something else.)<br />Me: (becoming a little bothered..) "<span style="font-style:italic;">Bakit nga?"</span><br />Do: <span style="font-style:italic;">"Alam mo ba nangyari kay AJ Perez?"</span><br />Me: <span style="font-style:italic;">"Hindi. Bakit?"</span><br />Do: <span style="font-style:italic;">"Patay na siya."</span><br /><br />Though I don't know him personally, not even close in meeting him personally, I really felt like there's something valuable that was lost that I become really troubled. I happen just to watch him on ASAP and Showtime. The last time was when he's the featured artist for Cinema One and from what I saw, I think he's a really nice person.<br /><br />This incident brought me back to the days when the whole country was shocked on Rico Yan's death. Seriously, I even cried. I'm really sad whenever I hear people, who has so much going on for them, who has so many things to prove for, who were at their prime.. died on such early age. In Aj's case, he was only 18.<br /><br />I'm sorry to sound a little emotional or "OA" but the reality is, When I heard the news, I can't function properly early in the morning. I can't smile. I can't praise and worship on the Church. My mind was elsewhere. I was gloomy for a certain time.<br /><br />Then I remembered in one of my devotional reading, it said: "Just because difficulties come our way, or troubles happen; It doesn't mean that God fell asleep or lost track of us, we're living on an imperfect world."<br /><br />We can purely question why this happened but we serve a God who is not bound by time. He was never taken-aback on things about you. He knows it. He will never be surprised. It only proves that God is sovereign among us all. That if He says our time is up, it's done. Over.<br /><br />What happened to Aj Perez made me realize two things: One, is that how in awe I am of God's grace. That it's not my effort, or my own strength but His mercy that gets me through during the day. I thank Him for the protection and security that He gives me and my family everyday. That I know, the will He has for us, it is good, pleasing and perfect.<br /><br />Two: Life is really too short. We'll never know when. So I took time to reflect if I'm doing things that are with utmost importance and glorifying to my Father in heaven. Whether I'm neglecting the purpose of this life God lent me. Such queries made me think if I'm doing fine in being His daughter. Life has offered so many endeavors, which is not bad, but sometimes they conceal and deviate us to what our purpose in life really is. I realized I need to take serious action when it comes to spreading God's Word, in every possible way I can. I realized I need to cultivate relationships with people who never met Jesus and who don't understood what He did. I realized I need to hug my grandparents more. I realized I need to tell my parents and siblings how much I love them. I realized I need to exercise more on giving. I realized I need to fix broken friendships. So many meaningful things that needed to be done actually. Life is really short. We must do things that really matter before it's too late.<br /><br />Before I end this blog, I encourage each of us to include Aj Perez' family on our prayers tonight. Words cannot fully describe the sorrow they are facing right now. Let's all pray that they may feel God's love and embrace in this situation.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-18172516591852037172011-04-07T08:14:00.000-07:002011-04-07T08:25:16.489-07:00Because God knows better than I do.. I will wait. :)I am sharing to you this video that I saw on Miss Thammie's site. In spite of being sleepy and unimaginably tired from work. I can't let this newfound revelation unshared. So I hope that you guys will be moved like I did. Hopefully I could write a more detailed commentary about this video. As of now, I am blessed to stumble on a site wherein it contained the complete poem, so let's just watch and then break free.. <div><br /></div><div><b>"But those who hope in the Lord shall renew their strength, they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:31 NIV</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vmas3xmqdm4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><br /><br />So it seemed that it was cool, for everyone to be in a relationship but me.<br />So I took matters into my own hands, and ended up with him.<br />Him who displayed the characteristics of a cheater, a liar, an abuser, & a thief.<br /><br />So why was I surprised when he broke into my heart?<br />I called 911, but I was cardiac arrested for aiding and abetting,<br />Cause it was me who let him in…<br />Claiming we were “just friends”.<br />It was already decided for me by the first date, that even if he wasn’t!<br />I was gonna make him ‘The One’<br />You know, I was tired of being alone.<br />And I simply made up in my mind, that it was about that time, <br /><br />So I decided to drag him along for the ride,<br />Cause I was always the bridesmaid & never the bride.<br />A virgin in the physical, but mentally just a grown woman on the corner in heat!<br />Who was tired of the wait!<br />So I was gonna make him ‘The One’.<br />He had a… form of Godliness… but not much.<br />But hey, hey I can change him! So (honey) I’ll TAKE him, I mean he’s close… enough.<br />Ready to sell my aorta for a quarter, not knowing the value of its use to me.<br />Arties so clogged with my will, it blocked His will from flowing through me.<br />So, I thank Christ that His blood pressure gave this heart an attack,<br />That flatlined my obscured vision, put me flat on my back<br />Through my ignorance He sawed,<br />Through my sternum He sawed & cracked open my chest<br />To transplant Psalm 51:10<br />A new heart & a renewed right spirit within!<br /><br />So now I fully understand,<br />Better yet I thoroughly comprehend,<br />How much I need to wait… for You.<br />See, the bad thing is that I knew he wasn’t you from the beginning..<br />Cause in the beginning was the Word<br />And he didn’t even sound or shine like Your Son<br />Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks,<br />And all he could whisper was sweet, empty nothings –<br />Which meant NOTHING.<br />He couldn’t even pray when I needed him to,<br />Asking him to fast would be absurd!<br />So forget about being cleansed & washed with water through the Word…<br />But I know You.. <br />You were already praying for me.<br />Even never having met me,<br />Let me assure you, I will wait for you.<br /><br />I will no longer date, socialize or communicate with carbon copies of you<br />To appease my boredom or to quench my thirstiness I have for attention<br />And short-lived compliments from ‘sorta kindas’.<br />You know…. <br />He ‘sort kinda’ right, but ‘sorta kinda’ wrong?<br />His first name LUKE,<br />His last name WARM.<br />I, I won’t settle for false companionship<br />I won’t lay in the embrace of his arms,<br />Attempting to find some closeness,<br />But never feeling so far apart cause, I just wanna be held<br />Cause ”all I gotta do is Say” No!<br />No more ‘almost sessions’ of ‘almost coming close’<br />Passing winks & buying drinks,<br />I’ma, I’ma, I’ma flirt!<br />Who flirts with the ideology of,<br />‘Can you just tell me how much I can get away with & still be saved?’<br />NO more.<br />I’ll stay in my bed alone, and write poems, about how I will wait for you. <br />He won’t even come close,<br />Our fingers won’t even interlock<br />We won’t even exchange breath<br />Cause I have thoughts that I’ve ‘saved as’ in a file that God has only equipped you to open.<br /><br />I will no longer get weighted down,<br />From so-called friends & family talks,<br />About the concern for my biological clock<br />When I serve the Author of Time.<br />Who is NOT subject to time,<br />But I’M subject to Him,<br />He has the ability to STOP, FAST FORWARD, PAUSE, or REWIND at any given time…<br /><br />So if we could role play,<br />You would be Abraham & I would be Sara<br />Or you can be Isaac & I can be Rebecca – a servant’s answered prayer<br />I am bone of your bone, flesh of your flesh,<br />Made up of your rib Adam!<br />And once we meet, like electrons<br />I will be bound to your nucleus, completely indivisible atom.<br />We even speak the same math: 1 + 1 + 1 = 3, which really equals 1 if you add Him.<br />We were all created in His image,<br />But you have the ability to reflect, project & even detect the Son.<br />If I were to explain what you looked like,<br />You would have to look like a star,<br />A son of the Son..<br />I would gain energy simply from the light on me.<br />I would need you , in order to complete my photosynthesis<br />I await your revelation, but once again from the genesis, I will wait for you.<br /><br />And I will know you… because when you speak I will be reminded of Solomon’s wisdom,<br />Your ability to lead will remind me of Moses,<br />Your faith will remind me of Abraham,<br />Your confidence in God’s Word will remind me of Daniel,<br />Your inspiration will remind me of Paul,<br />Your heart for God will remind me of David,<br />Your attention to detail will remind me of Noah,<br />Your integrity will remind me of Joseph,<br />And your ability to abandon your own will, will remind me of the disciples,<br />But your ability to love selflessly & unconditionally will remind me of Christ.<br />But I won’t need to identify you by any special Matthews or any special Marks,<br />Cause His word will be tatted all over your heart.<br /><br />And you will know me, and you will find me,<br />Where… the boldness of Esther meets the warm closeness of Ruth.<br />Where the hospitality of Lydia is aligned with the submission of Mary,<br />Which is engulfed in the tears of a praying Hanna.<br />I will be the one, drenched in Proverbs 31… waiting for you.<br /><br />But to my Father, my Father who has known me before I was birthed into this earth<br />Only if you should see fit…<br />I desire Your will above mine,<br />So even if you call me to a life of singleness,<br />My heart is content with YOU – the One who was sent.<br />YOU are the greatest love story ever told,<br />The greatest story ever known<br />You are forever my judge & I’m forever Your witness<br />And I pray that I’m always found on a mission about my Father’s business<br />Oh, I will always be Yours!<br />And I will always wait for You Lord, more than the watchmen wait for the morning<br />More than the watchmen wait for the morning…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">I will wait.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-76642989392406894792011-03-15T05:49:00.000-07:002011-03-20T21:34:36.345-07:00"I will be your confidence.."<div style="text-align: left;">For everything that happened for the past 5 days... Questions were asked. Emotions shattered. Up to now, no one can answer all the why, how, what, when of everyone who are affected by this calamity. Yet one thing is sure and it's been said... "I will be your confidence."</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In Proverbs 3:25-26 (NIV) <b>"Have NO fear of sudden disaster or of the ruin that overtakes the wicked, for the Lord will be your confidence and will keep your foot from being snared." </b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If there is one thing that I am certain, my God is bigger than all this. I will continue to TRUST in His power and glory, for He continues to show that He is Sovereign among them all. </div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxEPUaOFimauhtqUFuGyaRTBxkyNA7rL8cEQOM5WRdwf7waTUXGkC0KMXhxsjea0OMC3yDoKl2oILgXy-LB_GpVPxIfgS-XtIDmBf6Iy-KEILUvnpONd94VeGTkHqZkmU_7r_uhDEECV5/s320/298298-japan-earthquake.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584291460471262898" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Luke 8:23-25 (ESV)</div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium; ">"And as they sailed he fell asleep. And a windstorm came down on the lake, and they were filling with water and were in danger. And they went and woke him, saying, “Master, Master, we are perishing!” And he awoke and rebuked the wind and the raging waves, and they ceased, and there was a calm. He said to them, “Where is your faith?” And they were afraid, and they marveled, saying to one another, “Who then is this, that he commands even winds and water, and they obey him?”</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Let's all continue to pray for this country. I pray not just for the country's recovery but I do pray that every nation will continue to reach out to the Master who governs this earth, recognize Him that apart from Him we can do nothing.</div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-4875622224507706702011-03-13T04:14:00.000-07:002011-03-13T04:59:02.595-07:00Secret Garden<div style="text-align: left;">Finally!! (let me hear a round of applause please.. hehehe!) Donna and I were able to finish this Korean series. I for the first time and then Donna, well, for the second time.. hopefully, going for third, then fourth... hahaha! We have finished so many Asian-novelas but I think this is the first-ever series that I would make a review.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div>But before I state the reasons why I love this Koreanovela, let me give you a bit of synopsis that I got from the internet, as much as possible, I would try my very best not to disclose any spoilers..</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWsakMAUqIif3eNRIPatzLcwIJrD1uDLJzhtqQLsSoZR5jFnBK-M4PwBQbNoZUjFHkHGDNZXqEy7PjIigSuz9Gkv17LpN3OvLtwXqn4V85_BjZSMe-0S6BX_xyIqhDaKbO0v6pj6o86px/s320/450px-secret_garden_2528sbs-2010-korean_drama2529-p3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583528216653390754" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; ">"The drama tells the story of Kim Joo Won (Hyun Bin), an arrogant and eccentric CEO who maintains the image of seeming perfection, and Gil Ra Im (Ha Ji Won), a poor and humble stuntwoman whose beauty and body are the object of envy amongst top actresses. Their accidental meeting, when Joo Won mistakes Ra Im for actress Park Chae Rin, marks the beginning of a tense, bickering relationship, through which Joo Won tries to hide a growing attraction to Ra Im that both confuses and disturbs him. To complicate matters further, a strange sequence of events results in them swapping bodies."</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div>I have to say that the complication involving herein is quite similar to a Hollywood movie. But in spite of this, this show caters brand new takes which are far different from other korean novelas that I have seen. I'm afraid elaborating such things would require me to spill a lot of scenes in this series, so I must really be brief and restricted to describe them. <div><br /></div><div>1. <b>A love-pentagon.</b> It was the first time I have seen that there are five characters involved and romantically chained in respect to the other. </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqq-YlbxN0j-VvDO2adMZJyjqY9dd-S7CyRhHJkCJ5JSQoavHckX0YPp4yhcLscTm7HSjGhL_PMTek7H9M8Djw4fuC6u6Z7o6jR_b3pu2gbpVtu3SoXcy_2Mo7dPEGpIYWXyZMqTkdeXHc/s320/secret-garden-korean-drama.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583528431375040386" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>2. <b>The supporting casts have their own thing.</b> Naku baka ma-spoiler ako, hehe. Basta it's not the usual scenario that the supporting female lead is out to snatch the lead actor and same with the supporting male lead. It's kind of growing tired that the lead casts' relationship is in threat of the selfishness of the supporting casts. hahaha! Bakit parang may anger ako? hehehe! :D</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBbWVHWEbGho5TVvsOEp2KdbVfEah0as7_-inBRGTC6sI00fmkw_zSRutUR7TniWPSKo5_2oJdsJaILorPialnE8MY9639FM2SP3g9ahbHYQk2I8cIDvvdKY1HqqX5a7VUh0jDN59i8KpQ/s320/sg19-00070.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583528896593694178" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>3. <b>Honoring the marriage bed.</b> Do I have to say more? For a series that is fresh and young, premarital sex is not encouraged; all the more I would like others to watch this.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1DrwvPEp_NeQS0JJACR6RJUzVHOrHjo40vyB6DNYG_GHxDCCCJBlHQqQfom95a-jS1BN-4Bjzg-AYB0D0vpXLrmCWgfb84z9zmpaWPT0zUjGGcZvb01jA5vIajGaSWEdy03cpgVv-z1M/s320/vlcsnap-2010-12-28-20h41m36s163.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583529281353512946" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>4. Of course, <b>the scenery,</b> the house of Kim Joo Woon. Just simply breath-taking.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha83Y_FOGTDFDN4MlvENxZmfWvyq2LyhQNE7fDeyXqdU9cj9tRQC6Ct_STX2M2EXGDNh6Q5MtRQakRH8cjWPefGuZCCz9qm9-UmVIIsIawZ5Ha78yQ_pIGeD6p5Ip8MC8FatercnXGbYvD/s320/2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583529761402643618" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>5. And of course how can I forget. Ang super crush kong <b>Koreanong super galing mag-English</b>!!!! I was even asking Donna to rewind his scene when he was conversing in english. Na-amaze talaga kame. hehehe!</div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbb-ZJAe_LdqvRXLoTVSIP7KTZPmk_XdNi1SWbv2SowHXMcQX4CSAux9moqyx5w8U863sY1xq8NR2wXFR13tH07G7m0UPTAF0PrAt8nl_bI14JmkBs4MRx9Q9v2qwjQkwUhGzebXD0Obdl/s320/Secret_Garden2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583530105782414146" /><div><br /></div><div>So that's it guys, this is a great series for those who want to get giddied up inside again. hehehe! Sabay sabay tayo! "Yikeeeee!!!" :D</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141148492997596971.post-76790122202810852212011-03-09T07:08:00.000-08:002011-03-09T07:25:11.110-08:00BE-YOU-TIFUL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbI1eYv5254xd6-4aTasikGIXoE1_2cPhAHmHant9x4EkINAZFeEo9ARy2AL52p8XjFvYnkhCbJ8zK0hKBfiywgMC-5wx5Hd8e1ISL42qUz2GLi1wjZU9u2Feb5zbNcv962oBxRTUZBu_/s1600/tumblr_kq7ss6zQ2L1qzdiqvo1_500.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbI1eYv5254xd6-4aTasikGIXoE1_2cPhAHmHant9x4EkINAZFeEo9ARy2AL52p8XjFvYnkhCbJ8zK0hKBfiywgMC-5wx5Hd8e1ISL42qUz2GLi1wjZU9u2Feb5zbNcv962oBxRTUZBu_/s320/tumblr_kq7ss6zQ2L1qzdiqvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582097628181972386" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><i>I’ve been meaning to write a blog about this for a long time. I’m just waiting for the right moment to do this, when I say right moment I meant, it means that as I write this blog, it would strike both of us. Yes. You and me. </i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">When I was a kid, I’m very fond of pretty things; pretty clothes, pretty shoes, pretty hairclips, pretty toys, pretty everything.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I remember having one of those Barbie dolls that I begged for as a Christmas present.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Yung Barbie doll na mahaba ang hair, and it comes with this hairspray that creates pink stars on the hair.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It was the coolest thing. I loved that Barbie.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Because Barbie is just a pretty thing, more than that, She’s screams PERFECT! Oh boy, heartbeat na lang ang kulang. Hahaha!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>So as you can see, being born as a girl who has this innate aptitude that we are drawn pretty things, we strive to be like one.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>We strive to own one.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>We strive to be just like a perfect someone, someone as perfect as Barbie so people will love us or appreciate us.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I’m not generalizing here. I’m just saying for experience, that growing up, one of the reasons why women don’t feel beautiful is because they kept striving to be looking and acting like someone else. It’s too technical I know but in reality that’s it.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s being beautiful, in every aspect that really matters.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">It’s just sad that sometimes the world has given the word a different meaning.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s like there were built-in preferences.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>That men would always choose the one who’s taller than those who lack in height; those who are fair-skinned than the in-born morena; those who have supermodel body than those who are full-figured and voluptuous; It’s what magazines, media, and sad to say, even in our families and friends dictate.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">This is why women who has been influenced, poisoned with these kinds of standards are repressed to blossom.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>If they could only have what others’ have, then they feel beautiful. There will always be comparison from other people and sometimes from within.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I for one had gone through this.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I am part of the women who is far busy comparing myself to others, and even up to now, it's a daily struggle. It started during my younger days at school and even at church.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It was basically a difficult situation wherein I reacted two different ways, one is being all-too-defensive about it when I do know that I really have self-esteem issues, the other is simply wallowing myself in self-pity.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>So I would read self-help books, listen to articles in magazines about feeling good about yourself, yes I would be empowered but only for a short-while.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Here’s why.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I remember back on Friendster days, I posted a profile picture enclosing a caption that says: “I feel beautiful.”<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>An acquaintance (I really wouldn’t say the word “friend” hahaha!) replied to that caption by saying “Ngyeee!” Okaaaay!!! Ikaw na pogi! Hahaha! Maybe it was a joke but for me, I know when a banter implies something, and that banter qualifies as one. But seriously, I wrote that caption for I read once that you have to start telling yourself kind words than bashing yourself in front of the mirror.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I’ve read that confidence is the best accessory for you to be beautiful.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>That’s what planted in my head.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>So I was really surprised that having that kind of mindset, you can still get misinterpreted. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I’m not saying that what I’ve read is not totally right, I just feel that something is really off.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>You can’t fake confidence.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I realized that I needed something more than just filling my mind that I am beautiful to be able to feel beautiful.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I remembered one quote Pastor Chinkee shared on one of his podcast.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s a good mantra to live by.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s true and it’s logical.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">WRONG MINDSET LEADS TO WRONG ACTIONS.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">Like I said, telling yourself that you’re beautiful is a great habit to practice.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>But how can we make it long-term?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>How can we make this feeling last forever?<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>There is a deeper explanation than repeatedly saying those words each day.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>The sense of security which no one, and nothing could ever give, It’s with Christ.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">We have to realize, that because God took the great effort to plan our existence, to wire us according to His purpose and will, to show the perfect kind of love by dying on the cross, then I AM BEAUTIFUL.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><b><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;color:black">I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;color:black"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;color:black">your works are wonderful,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;color:black"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;color:black">I know that full well.</span></span> – Psalms 139:14 (NIV)</b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">It’s not the clothes that we buy, but how God clothed us with His grace and passion.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It’s not the color that we put on our face, but what God’s wisdom and provision that He adds color to our lives.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>That if you could see yourself in the mirror right now, God looks at you on a special way, loves you dearly that you are worth shedding of His blood.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>I am certain that is more than enough.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>It is not just long-term, but eternal.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">I love The Message’s version of this verse:</p> <p><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: black; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">"Think of yourselves the way Christ Jesus thought of himself. He had equal status with God but didn't think so much of himself that he had to cling to the advantages of that status no matter what. Not at all. When the time came, he set aside the privileges of deity and took on the status of a slave, became human! Having become human, he stayed human. It was an incredibly humbling process. He didn't claim special privileges. Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death—and the worst kind of death at that—a crucifixion.</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">" – Philippians 2:5-8</span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">So whenever you feel like you’re not pretty, or lacking something because of the standards that were set into this world, think about such things that happened 2,000 years ago, paint that picture in your head, because how God sees you is far greater than how you see yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>He has proven that.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>And we must believe in that, because nothing can snatch us away from that kind of love. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt">God bless you guys. 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