Through the walks of life.

  1. Oceans will part

    Nations come at the whisper of Your call

    Hope will rise Glory shown

    In my life YOUR WILL BE DONE.

  2. The pain of therapy or the pain of sickness?

    I have read the 4th collection of The Boss, one of the books of the inspiring author Bo Sanchez. Problems never get out of our life’s journey. True, isn’t it? We are maybe facing big problems today, including me. And this part of the book truly blessed me. He said that through trials, God is giving us PAINFUL THERAPY. But only so that He can save us from greater problems. The pain of a bigger problem. The pain of staying stuck and not growing. The pain of losing our faith. Simply to say, the PAIN OF SICKNESS. Now, what would we want to choose? “The short pain of therapy or the lifetime pain of sickness?”



  3. The Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time

    I watched this movie with my parents. Yeah, The Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time. The story is short but I was amazed, thinking that if we could really reverse time, could we now make things perfect? In reality, we are given only one chance to get things done, and somehow another chance to make mistakes right. But trying to make mistakes right does not really make things perfect. All we can do is to live in the right way and seize every moment that comes.



  4. a trip to never-ending grief…

    There I was…standing all alone, waiting for that special trip of my life… On that placid instant of a mid-summer’s view, cold breeze embracing me so tight… The dawn slipped slowly from the darkness with an empty sky defiling me eyes… I stood still, after a moment; people came and passed me by… They broke the sentiments of silence, they made a sound of laughter unlocking my dizzy mind…

        Then, an unusual sound broke the mockering crowd, a gentle commotion came up. A minute later, the thing that everybody has been waiting finally arrived. The commuter train had a six huge couch; it was fully packed with all the rushing commuters. As I was looking and wondering on how this thing could change my life, I felt a sudden strange feeling inside…doubting, if I’m about to take that trip. I could see everyone around trying to get the best seat. So I tried to follow the flow of the crowd and I decided to take my big step. My feet were trembling as I walked towards the door. I chose to enter the first couch, and its kind a chilling inside. I tried to walk down the aisle; I could see that everybody was looking at me. Some of them were smiling but others stared with their furious eyes. As I pushed through in looking for a seat, I finally found one near the door of the second couch. I sat there for a while. A few minutes later, an old woman coming from the other couch stood in front of me. She looked exhausted and so empty. Offering my respect, I gave her my seat. From there, I stood for a minute as the train continuously files up all the commuters from each station. Every stop of the train made me really bored. As I was fighting back my boredom, I noticed a guy standing right beside me. I felt a very familiar feeling inside when he looked at me. He was carrying a black guitar on his right shoulder. A black old book he was holding caught my attention. It was about two inches thick unscripted with a name spelled like mine. But when he noticed that I was looking at his book, he hid it on his back. I really got mixed-up on the way he reacted. So, I just smile at him, but he thrown back a melancholy grin. Deep inside the reflection of his eyes, I saw a mysterious story that lies behind. The way he stood, the way he moved, the way he carried his guitar and the way he looked at me with his chinito eyes and everything about him made me feel that I’ve known him for a long time. After a minute of standing, we found a vacant seat. He sat down first, and when he saw me searching for other seat he offered the seat beside him. For the second time, I tried to smile at him, this time his aura sprightly responded. But I never heard any sound from him. His stillness polluted and ruptured the moment corrupting my mind. The only thing that echoed on my ears was the word “SORRY” when his arm struck against mine. But then again, silence was dispersing in the air. The trip was so long, and I couldn’t find something to hold on to. To my boredom, I glanced once again on his book. When he noticed that I was really interested on that book, he lent it out to me. He asked me to scan every page and interpret everything for him. The book was full of colorful pages. As I turned on each leaf, the pages glowed even darker. But from the variations of colors, I noticed that one page is missing. To my confused I asked him about it, but he refused to answer. When he looked at me right through my eyes…I saw the rest of the story. I was enclosed in a place where only the two of us could understand the things that had been going around us…in a place where I could never imagine whom I spent my life with.

        The trip has ended. We arrived at the exact time where destiny permitted us to stay. When I opened my eyes and asked him to come with me…there’s no one beside. I looked for him in every corner of the station, but he left without a sign. I was left clueless, unaware of the things that might lead me to infinite sadness. Then I heard a very loud scream of a girl outside the station. I was very confused. My heartbeat wasn’t like before. Many people were running and rushing to get out of the station and see what’s happening outside. I ran too quickly. I’ve heard that someone was bumped by a car. I couldn’t see who’s that one was because of people standing and trying to see the victim. But I pushed them. I saw too many blood flowing and from there, it struck my heart. I haven’t tried to see the victim, but I noticed a black guitar near on my feet. As I was trying to see the place hand in hand, a grief-stricken     tear fell from my eye. I saw the guy victim and that was the guy whom I fell in love with. The man whom I shared everything about me. The man who’ve helped me see and face the reality. The man who taught me everything in life. The guy who made me see the beauty of being in God’s eternal grace. The man whom I shared the most exciting trip of my life. The man, my best friend, whom I was with in the train, in the happiest trip of my life. Then I cried. I couldn’t imagine that the one I truly love was gone in just an accident…in just a quick…in just a tick…
        I didn’t know what to do. All I could do was to sit and cry. Everything happens for a reason. And what’s the reason behind this? To die my truly love without even telling him I loved him…without even saying I learned so much from him and I want to give thanks for everything… He changed my life. He gave me the happiest moments that no one could ever do.

     


        One of the most exciting journeys of my life ended in the lost cradle of love…



  5. In a bus…beside a mysterious guy…

    I remembered a time when I was in a bus trip from Quezon City to Baliuag to attend our YFC Provincial Conference. Bubbles, commonly known as Liann, was traveling around with me but we were on different seats. Kase wala nang upuang pwede sa aming dalawa. I was seating next to a guy who looked about 35 to 40 years old. The trip was truly long yet I didn’t get bored because I know something worthy was to come at the end of the trip.  It was about past six o’clock in the evening, so we were thinking whether we could still witness the conference. The bus was already out of the NLEX, and when it was traveling in a place that I was not familiar with, I asked the guy beside me, “Saan na po ito?”. He softly answered, “Sa Pulilan na. Saan ba kayo?”.  I replied “Sa Bustos po.” He paused for a while and spoke again, “Taga-saan ba kayo?”. “Sa Pandi po. May conference po kasi kami sa bustos. Sa YFC po. CFC Youth for Christ po.” He asked me about our ministry and I explained. Later on, he opened to me that he was a member of a Christian Baptist Church, but a latter member of the Roman Catholic Church. At the first year in their Christian Baptist church, he was very active, but the time came when he had been challenged. He stopped serving and just focused on his personal career. I asked him why, he said that no matter how he served, there’s nothing that changes. Doubting, since that I was about twenty years younger, I’d stood up and pronounced what I do believe in. God loves us so much. He won’t give us something worthless. It’s not enough to just believe, but live, live with our faith. Our personal relationship with Him counts. So, I know He was just challenging you and don’t give up. He’s just there. Just pray and continue believing and living… Our conversation ended as the bus had arrived in its destination, without even hearing a single reply from him. I needed to get out of the bus, and so he was too. As I was walking to the tricycle station, I saw him starring at me. I didn’t know what he was thinking about. The only thing that passed through my mind was that instance in carrying him up. I was thinking if it would really help. Yes I know something’s inside his heart that speaks.



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    ruel:

    Larger than Life (Mike Serapio)

    Verse:

    From the rivers to the seas
    From the valleys to the peak of the mountains
    You are God
    From the skies to the stars
    From the clouds to the heaven above us
    You are God

    Chorus:

    You are God of this world I am living
    You are God of this dreams I’ve been longing
    You are God of this life that I’ve been striving for
    You’re Larger than life 

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  9. “I am only one. But still, I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.”

  10. An overwhelming memo…

    This letter was from my Science teacher in First Year High School, Ms. Cielo Garcia. (now she’s married, i dunno her new surname)

    Espie,

    Espie as what I always like to call you. Keep up the good work, aim high and reach for your stars. Don’t be hesitant to showcase your abilities, your leadership potentials let it shine.

    I admired your keen ability in numbers. As we always say if you’re good in Math you’re also good in Science. Keep it up. Don’t ignore such ability. Who knows you might be a successful accountant, engineer or businesswoman in the future di ba?

    I’m just taking advantage with my time, since that I’m close to run out of free time. What for? Just wanna say thank you. Thank you for being a wonderful student.

    And my apology if I caused you anxiety in finding fun in your studies. All that I’m doing is to challenge you, fight and show your skills.

    Marami ka pang magagawa. This institution is yours, nothing to be ashamed of. We’re here to put out the best in you. Each of you in the class do have different special behavior and attitudes that we’re not able to manage yet. We do give you different approaches so that you’ll be well rounded individual.

    As you continuously trudge your path in deeper learning, don’t forget to put things first. Know what you what and be concentrated in attaining it.

    Keep your humble heart and your understanding open. Be flexible in any twist of life and never ever give up in any difficulties. I wish you happiness and success in life.

    If in time you might need me, I’m just here waiting to give you a push. Don’t think twice even you’re not that close nor open to me, okay lang yun.

    Thanks and God bless!

    Ma’am Cielo(with signature above)
    2/07/05


    This was written on my science notebook next to the last page I had printed my notes. It was a two-page letter. I was surprised when I saw this letter, because it was indeed unexpected. I thought it was special because I was the only student in class who received a letter from her. This serves as one of my inspirations. Thank you Ma’am Cielo! I miss you.



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