Farewell Fare Well

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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?

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easy huh! 🙂 🙂 🙂 😦

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The benders have grown now. Look what happened to them after three years — so fast.

They continue to bloom wonderfully. Thank God.

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Got to create memories together with them.

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Blend into the colors of their lives.

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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.

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Fare well. Fare well. Fare well.

Bloom. Bloom. Bloom.

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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

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DIY: Pallet Party Backdrop

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This is the easiest DIY, ever!

The pallet was used for my daughter’s birthday Sweets Corner — just 10 DIY steps.

First, you need a pallet — of course!

Good if you can buy at bargain price.

Better if given to you free.

Best if someone sent you goodies — in a pallet crate!

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Second, lean it on the wall — that easy!

Between 1st and 2nd, remove the parts you do not want — like boards and nails.

Use hammer please!

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Third, add table and chairs.

Mine were vintage and junky!

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Fourth, add on other props lying around the home.

A frame,  2-tier holder, and a vintage carousel horse are good for me.

Hammer not included! I used it for the nails where I hanged the frame.

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Fifth, make pompoms and hang them.

You will love the pallet for making it so easy to tie the pompoms.

But you have to decide beforehand how many pompoms you need — because making them can be addicting!

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Sixth, add flowers.

No need to buy vases when you have empty beverage bottles.

Notice the trimmings? Those are pompoms scraps.

No need to throw them yet. Just scatter them on the table — because you are the boss!

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Seventh, add more flowers!

Horse charming got to offer some flowers to the Princess.

And look after her crown while still sleeping — shhh this is a surprise party that the Princess wanted us to prepare.

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Eighth, don’t forget the sweets.

Because the pallet backdrop is for Sweets Corner!

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Ninth, show off the pallet backdrop.

Be sure that it is in the back 🙂

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Tenth, add the sweetest.

Count the fingers — except those that form the binocular to see you.

The sweetest Princess turned six!

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Now back to the pallet. I do not see its life ending yet.

As is, I have some more things to hang and change them as frequent as I like without worrying on nail holes.

I could paint it. Distressed it. Remove the paint. Paint it again. Whatever.

How about you, what would you do with it? Aside from throw it 🙂

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Light in a messenger’s eyes brings joy to the heart, and good news gives health to the bones. – Proverbs 15:30

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Hungry To See? Hear!

 

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.

Like these…

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Poem from Deb’s Blog – Nov. 13, 2010.
Photo by bendedspoon.

Daily baths only cleanse me physically.

I need more than that.

I need God.

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Poem from Deb’s Blog – Jan. 31, 2011.
Photo by bendedspoon.

If I see no beauty, I see no God.

I got to see God.

Beauty follows.

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Poem from Deb’s Blog – Dec. 23, 2010.
Photo by bendedspoon.

When something is wrong, sometimes my heart doesn’t feel right.

I seek Him.

He who makes my heart right.

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Poem from Deb’s Blog – Jan. 14, 2011.
Photo by bendedspoon.

I heard words that crushed me, lingered long within.

I heard words that lifted me, temporary high.

I heard His Word, love assured.

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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.

He will.

God.

If today we hear.

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‘Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’ – Jeremiah 33:3

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Thinking About It

It’s good to be home.

To slow down.

To linger longer…

With the meals

With affection

With gratefulness.

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My sweet daughter planted the mongo seeds and so some smiles sprouted.

My 10 year old boy is so elated with his medal. He has been thinking about it two weeks ago and now he did have it.

Last week he placed it in the corner of the tv so everyone can see it — on a weekend.

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Then the morning after that, he hung it to Thor so he can see it – before he goes to sleep.

Now he moved it on the cross in the dining table so everyone can see it – every day!

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Oh yes, the giant clam shell.

It’s not a real one and I’m glad it is not.

I would like to think that the real big ones are still in the depths of the seas.

Clam beds for the mermaids maybe — could they be real?

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Photo from Google and not the real thing.

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Oh yes, the giant clam shell.

I bought it for my hubby, for his future fishing cottage.

It’s only P1,200.00 ($27 – 26” x 18”) compared to on line price of $148 at smaller size of 22” x 13”.

For now, I’ll accommodate it.

But I suspect that he knew all along that I want it too.

Well, to give and to receive. Or shall we say sharing?

Oh, there’s our fishing cottage!

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The the Lord replied: “Write down the revelation and make it plain on tablets so that a herald may run with it. For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay.” – Habakkuk 2:2-3

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Future Market at Escolta, Manila

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 🙂

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The artist is a retiree from the corporate world — and so I bought two for my two girlfriends.

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Button magnets by cool ladies — and so I bought ten for my crafty daughter.

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Still from the cool ladies — we have live spider though at home.

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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…

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it’s a happy picture 🙂

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Art in the map — I bought the one with ‘imagine’  on the hat because I like the old map, the ink, and the word!

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Cool robotins from UVLA but I didn’t bring one home with me — my boys only say cooooool for Ironman and Transformers.

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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.

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There were collector’s items such as old magazines, old coins…

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old bottles…

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vintage radio and I’m not sure what…

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!

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Cool spiked bags in different colors by Clint of W.O.R.M.S. – Wearing One Really Makes Sense.

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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 🙂

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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 🙂

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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…

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this labyrinth. It was good. Walking around here. Connecting to oneself. Even for a few moments.

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You are perfect! Believe me, perfect does not necessarily equate to flawless 🙂

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She seeks wool and flax, and works with willing hands. – Proverbs 31:13

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Dear Hubby, You Are Not The Best Father

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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!

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Happy Father’s Day with love love love love…!

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As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him; – Psalm 103:13

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Zoom Out

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And so the camera was stolen

And the aquarium fishes died

And the mugs were broken

And my right arm is in pain

But I won’t zoom out those things.

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Today is holiday in here – our 115^th Independence Day

I’m free from office work and be with the kiddos

I’m free to prepare their meals

I’m free to savor the moments at home

And I will zoom out these things.

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Pork in wild ginger. Yum!

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Sweet potato fries. Yum!

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Banana. Yum!

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Sunburst mirror. Not edible! 🙂

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Now I am looking at the big picture

I am just glad for all that I have

That I can live in this moment

Here right now

Celebrating!

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Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with cries of joy. – Psalm 47:1

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I Am The Best Mom!

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!

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My kiddos always find me something that they know I will like — for sure!

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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.

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The best brick vase! The best dried flower! The best stick!

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Happy mother’s day to the best mom — YOU ARE THE BEST MOM!

If in doubt, be kiddolike.

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“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

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Gotcha!

I love this day. And yesterday. And the day before yesterday.

I had breakfast with my hubby – home made daing na bangus (dried milkfish).

Fresh from yesterday’s catch from Aling Nene’s Pond in Valenzuela.

My angler boys made another trip to the pond sans the girls. Could they be challenged from our earlier visit where our one and only take home fish is caught by the mom (that’s me!)?

Here are the photos of the fishing trip 2 days ago and yes, let’s define ‘caught’ later on.

Here’s the first catch of the day! The fish is not big enough to take home so back to the water. And the triumphant smile goes to my heart!

Here’s the 2^nd catch of the day! The fish is not big enough to take home so again back to the water. And the happy smile goes to my heart!

Here’s the 3^rd catch of the day! The fish is too small to take home so again back to the water. And yes, the grateful smile goes to my heart! Finally, he caught one after several fishes got away from the hook.

Here’s the big catch of the day! Just big enough to take home for sinigang 🙂

And yes, I caught it and here’s how:

1. The boys have been convincing me to fish instead of roaming around and so I agreed.
2. My son put the mashed flour bait in the hook and cast it to the direction I pointed.
3. I held the rod, occasionally looking at the floater, while I read a home magazine.
4. Then I felt something is pulling my rod and so I screamed. I screamed!
5. The boys saved me from the struggling fish!

It’s obvious I caught the fish, right?

Hurray for the girls!

And so the next day – that was yesterday, the boys were determined to beat the record. And they succeeded with 18 take home fishes! They were so excited that they forgot to take photos but it’s alright, I’m enjoying the daing na bangus. Not even the vinegar can stop me from smiling sweetly 🙂

There is so much to thank for…

Love.

Fun.

Togetherness.

And hey, don’t be disappointed with the small fish catch because there are large ones meant for the seasoned angler — 10 kilos and above.

As for the family, the priority is to catch smiles and we did!

Now going? Aling Nene has cottages on the side.

And in the middle — go rafting!

And yes, you can fish without renting a cottage.

Enjoy the day!

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Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead?

– Luke 11:11

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Hubby And I Crossed The Line

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.

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Drawn To The Cross
by L. Mirabueno

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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! 🙂

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You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. – Romans 5:6

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Dear Hubby

Dear Hubby,

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!

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Boys Fishing
by L. Mirabueno

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!

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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!

Love,

wifey

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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.

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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

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India’s 50,000 Missing Children

I miss you all too!

And yes from time to time I pause and think of you and pray for you my dear blog friends.

The heart strings were not cut. They were turned into lovely friendship bows.

The times that were used to be spent online were added to more hugs, kisses, sharing stories, crafting, smiling, walking around, counting blessings, and smelling the armpits of my kiddos.

It was all good. Soooo good. Very very very good.

It is such a blessing to be a mom. Just one kid brings so much joy. And I have four!

And today I read that around 50,000 children go missing yearly in India. That is 14 children missing everyday — infinite heartaches each second.

(Photos from the News)

The kids are missing due to human trafficking. And this surely is not happening in India alone. We have our own numbers in our own backyard. It makes my heart ache as a mom and as human. What happened to our own kind, the adults? What happened to their hearts?

I pray that each one will hear God’s word. And feel God’s heart. Then feel their own. And know that God is in the heart business. He cleans, He restores, He makes new, and He loves.

Let us all give tight hugs, real tight hugs to all the children of the world.

Let us whisper that they are loved so much by God. Some might not believe it, like most of us do at some point in our lives, but still let us whisper. One day that whisper will be heard — loud and clear.

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All your children shall be taught by the LORD, and great shall be the peace of your children. – Isaiah 54:13

 

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Phony Checklist

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Image Credit: Google.com, Kim Riding A Horse

For Bluebell Books Twitter Club Short Story Week 25

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CHECKLIST:

Wedding Ring – For 10 fingers

Wedding Gown – Vera Wow

Groom – Willing

Menu – Hmp fries

Cake – sweet six footer

Transportation – Cardash

Marriage Certificate – Tearable

Pen – With eraser

Priest – Keeping up

Guest List – You’re not invited!

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Kim        : That’s the final 95^th page of our wedding checklist!

Willing   : Are you sure you haven’t forgotten anything — your shoes?

Kim        : It’s on the 27^th page — shoes by Gossipy Shoenotti!

Willing   : What a memory! You won’t forget me, right? — wink

Kim        : I have you in my mind. Our marriage will be a success! – wink wink

 

Most of us have checklists in life to ensure that we have everything in place; that the outcome would be as planned.

Checklist for a perfect wedding – CHECK!

Checklist for a happy family – CHECK!

Checklist for a safe trip – CHECK!

Checklist for immediate promotion – CHECK!

Checklist for a gold medal – CHECK!

Reviewed the wedding checklist 100 times. All efforts made to save the family. Car checked prior to road trip. Dedicated work for the promotion. Intensive training for the gold.

We are ready. We are equipped.

But the victory belongs to the Lord. Everything depends on Him.

Got to trust Him. Not the checklist.

His idea of victory might be very different from ours.

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The horse is made ready for the day of battle, but the victory belongs to the LORD.

– Proverbs 21:31

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Adios Amigos

It’s been weeks since I last visited your place and my place.

I am tempted to finally say, “Adios Amigos.”

But here I am saying instead, “Ahhh Diyos Amigos!”

Diyos is the Filipino translation for God.

“It’s God my friends!”

Who else will stop the flood caused by 11 straight days of monsoon rain?

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Who else will make Filipinos smile in hope?

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 Who else will provide what you need most?

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Who else will soak  you in love?

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Who else will make one fit for the ohlifepics?

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Who else will lay down his life for us?

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Ahhh Diyos Amigos!

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Where ever you are right now — down the deep or floating on air

Whatever you may be doing right now — laughing in pain or crying in happiness

We both know that God alone knows His purpose for us — and it is good.

I believe that even when I feel like something so bad is happening to me.

I believe that feelings are not always the truth — but He is.

I choose to believe because…

it’s raining hard again outside! 🙂

Ahhh Diyos Amigos!

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The waters saw you, O God, the waters saw you and writhed; the very depths were convulsed. -Psalm 7:16

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Note: Photos are not mine as I can’t be everywhere while there’s flood. 🙂

It’s Friday The 13th — My Birthday!

Hello it’s Friday the 13^th, are you afraid? You may have a friggatriskaidekaphobia, the fear of this day and date.

Me, I can’t afford to be afraid of Friday the 13^th because sometimes my birthday falls on this day – like today!

Happy birthday to me!

Because it’s my birthday I got to share with you what happened yesterday. Before leaving for the office, my daughter accidentally broke our mirror. On my way to the office, I saw a teen’s body lying on a pool of blood. Later on I learned that he was hit by the car and sadly he was dead – God bless his soul.

And those happened on Thursday the 12^th.

Just saying that what one might fear on a Friday the 13^th might be actually happening any time, any day. Just saying that it’s not fair to fear 13 just because it’s next to what is perceived as the perfect number – 12. Twelve months in a year, twelve gods of Olympus, twelve numbers on the clock– and maybe 12 eggs in a box.

How about you, how would you feel if some people decided they don’t like you just because they like the perfect lady in front of you?

Because it’s my birthday I got to share with you what happened yesterday. My parents brought me big prawns, big squid, big fishes, big crabs, big smiles and big love! My officemates had pasta delivered as pre-birthday celebration –- surely we will have a feast on the day itself! My hubby and kiddos, as usual, their love made me smile!

And those happened on Thursday the 12^th.

Just saying that there are many blessings in a day that we might have missed because we focused on our fears. Just saying that it’s not fair to frighten ourselves because of superstitions. Just saying that it is one year with twelve months, that there is only one true God amongst more than 12 idols, that I’m writing this on the 13^th hour – and there are 6 eggs in a box which are perfect.

How about you, how do you feel when you decided to appreciate and see beauty, just as is?

Because it’s my birthday I got to share with you my birthday song. Hopefully you’ll take time checking it.

Some people find the lyrics weird and might not like it. I am weird and you might not like me. But I like the song and somebody surely likes me, even loves me – just as I am. You know, the One who can make all things possible.

Happy Friday the 13^th everyone! Shine!

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This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. – Psalm 118:24

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Higher, O Higher!

Photo from Bluebell Books Twitter Club Short Story Slam Week 22.

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“He lifted and carried me up with all his might!”

This is Bianca’s doting memory of her Dad when she was a little girl – and really heavy for a 5 year-old. But it didn’t matter, the weight –for love.

It was all good until she felt that he had dropped her down, the family down – real hard.

It was bad.

It was all bad until she felt that he had tried to lift himself up, the family up – real hard.

This is Bianca’s painful memory of her Dad when she was a young girl – and really hopeful for a 9 year-old. It did matter, the wait – for love.

“He lifted and carried my Dad up with all His love!”

This is Bianca’s powerful praise of God now that she’s a teen – and really lovely in and out for a 14-year old. It did matter, the forgiveness – for love.

It was good.

“They lifted and carried me up with all their might and love!”

This is Bianca’s heart song of her Dad and God forever — higher, O higher!

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As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. – Isaiah 55:9

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DIY: Made with love, for love, to be loved

I thank God that I can create things on times when I felt dwarfed by challenges and can’t seem to hear the singing birds.

 

scrap wood to decor to table

 

I meant to make a table out of this scrap wood but for now it will serve as a reminder that I do not need to wait for that future time to serve a purpose – that right now, in whatever state I am, I can serve a purpose, that I have a purpose, that I may be the purpose.

And so while mommy was busy painting seeds of hope, my little girl joined me. She painted her Snow White in the tray. Wouldn’t the dwarfs be happy with that – even Grumpy?

 

scrap wood to tray

 

I may be the purpose. To make me understand that if the seven dwarfs had Snow White, I have Jesus – who will wash me whiter than snow. This is true. Not a fairy tale.

But that is not to say that I don’t believe in fairy tale – especially if the fairy is my daughter peeking through the gate made of scrap wood 🙂

Wish now and it will come true!

Fairy Beatrice

 

Do I hear you wishing for more fabulous repurposed scrap wood? Close your eyes…wishy, wishy, wishy, wonderful you – your wish now come true! Now open your eyes in Funky Junk Interiors world!

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If scrap woods can be made for different purposes, ever wonder why we are made? Let’s hear it and not forget that we are loved!

 

Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you.

– Psalm 73:25

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ONE OF THE FINEST MOMENTS IN MARRIAGE

Giving thanks when things are going well in marriage is easy

but giving thanks when things are not going well in marriage is very challenging

but it could be one of the finest moments.

It leads one to the inner recesses of the soul to intentionally look for something good

and see God’s child whom He dearly love and wants us to love as well.

Today it’s easy to give thanks for my hubby 🙂

1.For the love 2. For taking care of me when I am sick 3. For working hard for the family 4. For the fishballs, squid balls, kikiams 19 years ago 5.  For praying for me 6.  For kiddos basketball ring 7. For waiting patiently 8. For the almond nuts 9. For the times you are happy being with me 10. For the friendship 11. For the precious kingdom 12. For the wristwatches 13. For the moments you are in love with me 14. For the sandwiches 15. For the hurts that pulled me closer to God 16. For the black Chanel bag 17. For holding my hands 18. For singing in the church 19. For the struggles that taught me how to let go 20. For sharing your fishing accessories for my crafts 21. For repairing the chairs 22. For the morning kisses 23. For the diamond ring 24. For fixing the lights 25. For playing with the kids 26. For bargain hunting with me 27. For sharing your thoughts on church service message 28. For the body massage 29. For lot hunting 30. For your beautiful smile 31. For the mini delivery vans 32. For dreaming happy times with me 33. For attending marriage encounter 34. For family vacations 35. For time for just the two of us 36. For coming home 37. For coming to God.

My dearest that’s only 37 reasons because it’s your 37^th birthday!

If you want to hear a hundred, then grow old with me!

One day the heart may not forget the wonderful feeling of being loved

but it might forget the details and so I record them.

I have several journals and it’s a golden one for my hubby

— just because it’s easier to dream for a happy golden anniversary with it!

Truly one of the finest moments in marriage is giving thanks.

For this moment, can you think of at least 5 reasons why you’re thankful for your partner? You may or may not share it with me but you must ensure that you share it with your partner. They will surely love to hear it direct from you!

 

And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds

– Hebrews 10:24

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Love Falls

Him:    I love you!

Me:    I love you so much!

Him:    I love you so much more!   *kiss*

Me:    Thank you! I have a big smile 🙂 😉   *kiss*

Him:    I’m so happy that I made you smile 🙂

Sweet, huh?

That is not always the case because there was a time when the exchanges were, “I hate you!” and “I HATE YOU!”

Bitter, yeah.

Most of us might have tasted how bittersweet love can be. It will be the case as long as we are humans. And humans expect. And humans fall short of each other’s expectations.

Since human falls, love falls.

It falls…

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But it can be picked up

And put altogether

But no, the pieces cannot be put all together

There will be cracks and holes and deformities

The question is, “What do you do with it?”

Glue it with insincere repentance?

Fill it with temporary pleasures?

Straighten things up to our satisfaction?

or

Let God seep through every crack.

Let God fill in the holes.

Let God show us that there is really no deformity

But something special.

And what do you do with something special?

Love it!

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He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. – Psalm 147:3

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‘I SING, YOU SMILE’ – written on a cardboard beside him.

I smiled and the passers-by who read it.

“Why are you doing this? You can’t even see them?” I asked the singing blind man on the sidewalk.

“Because I want to be the reason for a smile,” he said.

What a very special offer.

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When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; the light of my face was precious to them. – Job 29:24

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