My posts are coming very far between.
I think of you my blog friends.
I feel like I kept you hanging. Thank you for hanging around though.
It has been a crazy schedule and let me share to you how crazy it is, here.
My holidays are planned already, 24/27.
I need to refocus. I need to inventory my life.
I am sorry that I need to say farewell to this refuge and to you my blog friends.
I started blogging when I decided that I needed to move on from a very painful season of my life.
Thank you for coming to my life one by one. Thank you for lifting me up, for understanding, and yes, for loving me just as I am.
I have moved on but that is not to say that I no longer hurt each time there are triggers to remind me.
But thank God, He is always there to comfort me.
And now I am moving on, again.
Shall we take one last look of how the spoons were bent?
The benders have grown now. Look what happened to them after three years — so fast.
They continue to bloom wonderfully. Thank God.
Got to create memories together with them.
Blend into the colors of their lives.
So this is it. Farewell to bended spoon. No, it won’t evolve to bent spoon. I liked it that way, when some still appreciates despite the imperfection.
Farewell bended spoon.
Fare well my friends. Bloom.
Fare well. Fare well. Fare well.
Bloom. Bloom. Bloom.
The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy. The glory of Lebanon will be given to it, the splendor of Carmel and Sharon; they will see the glory of the Lord, the splendor of our God. – Isaiah 35:1-2
Hungry to see my blog friend’s daily poem.
Yes, Debbie used to post daily poem from her daily Bible readings.
It blessed me.
Some of her poems made it to the walls of our room, my office and friends inbox.
Captured over images of moments enjoyed with my family.
They are special to me.
It speaks to me.
Daily baths only cleanse me physically.
I need more than that.
I need God.
If I see no beauty, I see no God.
I got to see God.
When something is wrong, sometimes my heart doesn’t feel right.
I seek Him.
He who makes my heart right.
I heard words that crushed me, lingered long within.
I heard words that lifted me, temporary high.
I heard His Word, love assured.
Whatever your circumstance right now, I believe there is a Simple Poem, Simple Faith in Deb’s Blog that will speak to you.
That will speak to you.
He will speak to you.
He will speak.
If today we hear.
‘Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’ – Jeremiah 33:3
There is a growing appreciation for handmade goodies, crafters and artists all throughout the world. I, for one, am a fan because I know there is much love woven on each piece.
Last June 15, I was able to check the Future Market in First United Building — thanks to the local organizer 98B COLLABoratory! Thanks for the fun-filled day! I was glad to interact with crafters and artists — couldn’t do that in malls with mass produced items. And so I am day dreaming to be part of Future Market — not only as buyer but as seller as well!
It was cool checking the cool stuff created by the cool crafters and artists. Yes, too much coolness – and warmth too with the pre-loved and vintage items!
Here are the few that I captured with my phone…
What immediately came to mind was ‘gates to hell’ — Dan Brown’s reference to Manila in his novel Inferno. And I laughed for so many reasons, including thoughts about Dan Brown 🙂
The artist is a retiree from the corporate world — and so I bought two for my two girlfriends.
Button magnets by cool ladies — and so I bought ten for my crafty daughter.
Still from the cool ladies — we have live spider though at home.
Handy cloth bags — I bought one not only to contain my purchases for the day; not only because I know it’s not easy to sit all day waiting for a customer but because…
it’s a happy picture 🙂
Art in the map — I bought the one with ‘imagine’ on the hat because I like the old map, the ink, and the word!
Cool robotins from UVLA but I didn’t bring one home with me — my boys only say cooooool for Ironman and Transformers.
This tray is what I took from UVLA — aside from the bits of rust I gave in for ‘Raindrops on roses…’ and other simple things.
There were collector’s items such as old magazines, old coins…
vintage radio and I’m not sure what…
Vintage books — I bought Jose Rizal (His Exile) copyright 1958 for Php20.00 (half dollar). And bought too Huling Hudhud with interesting photos and poems written in Filipino.
And there were pre-loved books and these two at Php49.00 and Php99.00 were good reasons enough to bring home. And to share some nuggets (not the mc nuggets because Michael Pollan won’t like it):
“It’s not food if it arrived through the window of your car.” – from Food Rules.
“The wearer best knows where the shoe pinches.” – from The Quotable Walker.
Framed black and white photos of everything Manila. I was tempted to buy the photo of City Hall’s clock because I passed by it every day of my college years going to Intramuros but instead decided to take the shot myself — getting personal.
Hey Kessy (seller of washi tapes) was there but unfortunately the ‘tape measure’ print I’m looking for is not available — it should be my little surprise for my fashionista daughter who tries her hand on sewing machine.
And so I bought this spiked cloth bag for my daughter. How each cone was formed, stitched, and attached to the bag is awesome — I know it is awesome because my daughter shrieked when she saw it!
Cool spiked bags in different colors by Clint of W.O.R.M.S. – Wearing One Really Makes Sense.
Artwheel has sculptures and accessories made of wires. The yoga man came home with me — he can do sun salutation and other poses because he is wired to do so 🙂
Wrecked shorts — no need to bring one home. My daughter has wrecked more than enough. I think it’s about time that she sells too 🙂
The best part of the day was when I joined this group by Project Manila and made something of my own to be part of…
this labyrinth. It was good. Walking around here. Connecting to oneself. Even for a few moments.
You are perfect! Believe me, perfect does not necessarily equate to flawless 🙂
She seeks wool and flax, and works with willing hands. – Proverbs 31:13
Sure you were present when the kiddos were born
Sure you changed their diapers without complaining
Sure you assembled lego altogether
Sure you cooked the best kare kare for them
Sure you brought them to pet stores
Sure you taught the boys how to handle worms
Sure you solved the kiddos techie problems
Sure you applied kiddos with sunblock
Sure you carried them on your shoulders
Sure you can drive 12 hours straight for a road trip
Sure you showed them what redeemed is
But still you are not the best Father!
Sure you know that we love you lots, right?
And the best Father loves you right, lots!
Happy Father’s Day with love love love love…!
As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him; – Psalm 103:13
Oh yes! If in doubt, ask my kiddos!
My kiddos regularly say I am the best mom.
I know I am not but still I accept with deep thanks their love for me – it’s God’s gift.
I know it is the adult me and other adults who say I am not the best mom, or them not the best mom, or them not the best person.
But my kiddos know better. They appreciate who I am and not look for who I am not compared to others; they appreciate what I can do and not look for what I do imperfectly compared to others; they appreciate my love and not look for another mom.
The more they appreciate me regardless of the condition we are in, the more I feel their overflowing love. The more thankful and happier I am!
We adults have a lot to learn from the kids.
– No comparing. Appreciate the person who loves you.
– The best doesn’t mean perfect.
– No need to focus on imperfection, love instead.
– There can be a billion bests. It only needs people who are grateful enough.
Happy mother’s day to the best mom — YOU ARE THE BEST MOM!
If in doubt, be kiddolike.
“Do you hear what these children are saying?” they asked him. “Yes,” replied Jesus, “have you never read, “‘From the lips of children and infants you, Lord, have called forth your praise’?” – Matthew 21:16
Once upon a time, there was a line between hubby and me.
Line of destructive priorities.
Line of selfishness.
Line of pride.
Line of shame.
Line of hatred. Yes. Yes. Yes.
There was a cross.
I saw the cross differently back then.
And so I wanted to run away from it.
After all it was heavy and left me bleeding inside.
But I wasn’t able to go far. It was painful to walk away wounded and bleeding.
I needed a healer.
And then I saw the cross anew
It stitched my wounds.
It helped me cross the line of surrender.
It brought me to the Healer.
I had the painting commissioned. I want to be reminded when I was drawn to the cross and not away from it. That there is no point in running away because love is all it is. It is not just cupid’s love but the love of the Father and the Son for mankind — for us sinners.
Jesus saved us on the cross. It is not a lovely sight knowing that the Father is grieving but — He loves us.
Jesus saved us on the cross. He took our shame and He is not ashamed — He loves us.
And where is my hubby in all of these?
In the title! 🙂
You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. – Romans 5:6
Last year you asked me if I wanted an ipad and I said no because I have a laptop already. But still you bought me one because you knew I will like it.
And true enough I liked it! It’s handy and I can use it while lying in bed. That is if I’m not yet off to dreamland the moment my back touched the bed.
This year you asked me if I wanted an iPhone or Note 2 and I said no because the phone you gave me still works. But still you gave me one because you knew I will like it.
And true enough I liked it! It’s handy and helped me in my current project. I was able to sketch-erase-sketch an organizational chart, among others.
And so I realized that as much as it is important that you should know what your wifey like — like a vintage aqua Volkswagen van (wink wink) it is also important for me to appreciate the gift you feel is important.
Of course I do appreciate them all my techie hubby! I love how you knew I needed something which I didn’t ask for because I am a DIY-junky-vintagey wifey!
And so for your birthday we are giving you something which you might not want but trust me you will love this because…we do!
Believe me this is priceless because you will remember the times the boys gone fishing with you. Yes, I know they’re quiet in the painting unlike in real life where they scared the fish off so you won’t catch anything! But then, it can still come true one of these days, lol!
Believe me this is priceless because one day you will remember how your artsy daughters stayed late to finish painting this just for you!
So love it, love it because we love you, love you!
P.S. Your birthday wish for wisdom and prayer of thankfulness to God is a gift itself.
And yes, the greatest gift is already given to us. Not every one may want Him but God the Father knew that we all need Him.
There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit distributes them. There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord. There are different kinds of working, but in all of them and in everyone it is the same God at work. – 1Corinthians 12:4-6