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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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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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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Art In The Park 2013

Another artsy bonding time!

Last Saturday the kiddos and I were in Jaime Velasquez Park, Salcedo Village for the Art In The Park 2013.

My eldest daughter and I were excited on the event. She’s excited enough to invite her two best friends with us. And I am excited too that I reminded myself of the policy, “No buying until I sleep over it for at least a fortnight.”

And so that meant NO BUYING because the event is only for one day! And so that meant bringing in extra towel lest I drool over the inspiring lovely fantastic artsy creations of the artists!

True enough I started to drool on the first booth. Woot! Woot! There was a mosaic owl mirror which could be a whimsical addition to my wall mirrors. But sorry it wasn’t the fortnight yet. Owleave you then, bye.

We haven’t gone far when I drooled again on the potters’ area. I wantttt Joey de Castro’s jumbo cup and saucer! I wanttt Mia Casal’s clay necklace and ring! I wantttt Jon and Tessy Pettyjohn’s tea set! But sorry it wasn’t the fortnight yet. Huhuhu — stop claying you’re a big girl now, okay?

Do I have to mention that the towel was quite wet already when my heart gone giddy yap giddy yap? No, I don’t think there’s a need to mention the wet towel but I have to mention that I shrieked for the horse taka – the same time my youngest shrieked for the rag doll! But sorry it wasn’t the fortnight yet. Poor baby but she knew she’ll have it one of these days – we will make one.

And so you asked, “Where are the photos of these drool worthy things?”

And I replied, “Sorry I was busy wiping.”

But here are some of the photos of other lovely creations.

No, he is not my kiddos’ granddad. He is Pete Jimenez, the artist whose sculptures was wow worthy. Wow worthy enough that we had seen SOLD SOLD SOLD on empty platforms!

Here’s one of his creations for the women. The cheapest ‘Her Mess’ bag but as of our stay it wasn’t sold yet. Could it be snatched by a bag lover should its title was ‘Her Miss’?

My misses – the ones I haven’t bought? But there will be Art In The Park next year — and it’s more than a fortnight by then!

Thank you so much to the Art In The Park organizers and artists — it was another memorable bonding time for the family!

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He has filled them with skill to do all kinds of work as engravers, designers, embroiderers in blue, purple and scarlet yarn and fine linen, and weavers—all of them skilled workers and designers. – Exodus 35:35

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Will You?

Will you understand me?

It’s okay if you don’t — at all times.

Because I do not understand myself as well — at all times.

Sometimes I go crazy. Sometimes crazier.

What I don’t understand is I sometimes prefer the crazier me.

Maybe my Creator prefers the same too. Who knows.

He knows.

Will you marry me?

It’s okay if you don’t — I’m married already.

That is not actually a question. It’s the topic in today’s Sunday service.

Well maybe it’s a question.

The important foundations of marriage were discussed — 5 C’s.

Covenant. Communication. Chemistry. Character. Christ.

I would say that if you only take Christ — He is the strongest foundation there is.

Will you?

I take this question with me.

Will you now do that chairs stacked in the garage? Is that my conscience whispering?

Got to move then! And so out the messy chairs — red leather seats torn and removed.

 

 

These chairs have been repainted and reupholstered twice. That’s a different story.

What I’ll share today is I need to do this fast because my conscience might not make me sleep. Lol!

And so no more reupholstering. I just grabbed the spray paint, brush, and poster paints.

And quickly here it is.

 

 

Just like that. It’s done!

Oh the other chair? It has a different question of course.

I will post it next time because I have yet to decide if I’ll include a marriage story with it. Lol!

 

 

Will you please share what’s your “WILL YOU?”

No you may not direct the question to me.

You want to ask God, “Will you…?”?

Go ahead please.

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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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Will you please  join me in the fab furni party here?

Miss Mustard Seed Furniture Feature Friday

Jennifer Rizzo Fabulously Creative Friday

Redoux Link Party

Billboards As Breathing Spaces

BUY, PICK, LUST!

Every day I am confronted in the road by screaming billboards. Reminding me that I have yet to own the latest in fashion and technology; that I have yet to achieve the silkiest skin and society’s dream body; that their cake is chocolatier and the chicken is crispier.

It made me breathe less or shall I say that my breathing is heavier, harder  — “Chocolate cake or dream body? Latest in fashion or crispy chicken?” It’s hard to satisfy advertisers at the same time — more so if you are not at all interested but somehow compelled to want it.

I dream of regular road travels that will leave me breathless of nature’s beauty and abundance. And today I want to thank Artist Stephen Glassman for his dream of putting a crack in the urban skyline and allow us to take a breath despite the traffic.

Urban Air will transform existing old urban billboards to breathing spaces with suspended bamboo gardens.

 

To make this come true at least $100,000.00 pledges is needed — and then the project will be funded. Please check the team behind the project in their  KickStarter page.

I can’t wait to see similar project here in the Philippines.

I can’t wait to see a whispering billboard reminding me to BREATHE, PRAISE, LOVE.

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Let everything that has breath praise the LORD. Praise the LORD. – Psalm 150:6

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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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A Very Special Offer

For Bluebell Books: Short Story Slam Week 20.

See their special offer and join — A story in 55 words!

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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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I Am A Heartist

I am now declaring that I am an artist!

I am an artist because I see extraordinary in an ordinary.

I am an artist because I see beyond the defined purpose of things.

I am an artist because I appreciate each supply chain — tracing back to the Ultimate Source.

I am an artist because I am in love each time I create things — my heart actually giggles!

I am an artist because my kiddos are artists – see some of their lovely works! Hmm it runs in the blood!

Self-portrait of my 13-year old daughter. She got her Dad's blood.

My precious daughter. Don't tell me she's not as cute as the portrait.

'Mom & Dad' by my 4-year old daughter. She got her Mom's blood.

I am an artist because my hubby is a great sculpture – my kiddos love his clay dinosaurs! And I love our dining chairs because he repaired and painted them! Hmm it runs in the heart!

I am an artist because I am a child of the Master Artist who created the sky – with changing hues!

Extraordinary wire heart by me! Extraordinary child by God!

I understand that most of us are not comfortable to call ourselves an artist just because our creations are not at par with other artists but does it not matter that God, The Master Artist, is delighted with the beauty that we have created?

The good news is, God is not only an artist — He is also an evaluator and curator – and a Master at those! He appreciates beyond what is seen and heard. He knows genuine Art of Forgiveness, Art of Caring, Art of Giving and all art of the hearts.

I don’t have a shop.

I don’t have a gallery.

Maybe you too.

But we have a home where we showcase kiddos art or table setting or organized chaos.

We have a heart where we showcase love, forgiveness, faith, and much more.

Not comfortable being called an artist? Oh well, let’s call ourselves HEARTIST!

 

He has filled them with skill to do all kinds of work as craftsmen, designers, embroiderers in blue, purple and scarlet yarn and fine linen, and weavers–all of them master craftsmen and designers. – Exodus 35:35

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That Smile

looked beyond the lens

confident of devotion

effortless smile

looked beyond the truth

convinced oneself it’s unreal

bittersweet smile

looked beyond what’s seen

trusting the One who sees all

reassured smile

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For Gooseberry Garden on Photos, Nostalgia, Memories, and Families

 

Life goes on. Despite several endings. Life goes on. Despite several deaths.

Life goes on. Because there are endings. Life goes on. Because there are deaths.

If you are beside me now you’ll know that I am actually babbling.

I am not even sure if I am dazed or tired or both or anything else.

But I am so sure that I am sincerely grateful for all of you.

You who brought love, hope, blessings, prayers, and all good things in here.

Would you bring some too for BAYLIS?

He is a good man with epilepsy, aphasia and Parkinson’s.

He had brain tumor removed and will have a cataract surgery on both eyes next month. Thank you for your prayers.

He was a University Professor and a Pastor (if I’m not mistaken) and so much more — maybe Baylis can tell us.

When I think of Baylis, I can’t help but remember Job —  Job who was challenged with difficult circumstances and still kept his faith in God.

Baylis, despite his difficult circumstances, still managed to appreciate and encourage others — like me. Thank you so much!

And I am sure he has a very special smile – maybe he can tell us about that too!

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“I know that you can do all things; no purpose of yours can be thwarted.” – Job 42:2

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Sprinkles of Heaven

 

It is cold inside

Does it have to be outside?

Warm them with your smile

 

It is cold outside

Does it have to be inside?

Defrost chilly heart

 

For Gooseberry Garden on November, Winter, Change, and Hope.

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Earlier I had a schedule of breast ultrasound. It was still early in the morning and a weekend. No hurry, no worry.

But the radiologist had other plans. He wanted to hurry, to worry. He blah blah about I should have come earlier.

“But my appointment is between 8:00AM and 9:00AM and it’s only 8:30AM?”

“Yes, but if there are ten of you, only one shows up at 8:00AM and the rest at 9:00AM…blah blah blah.”

Thank God the procedure only takes around 5 minutes. I got to get out of that place fast but not without leaving some words in the reception with the lead amongst the staff.

“I come here for my well being not to seek for someone who will dampen my day. You are well aware that you charge much higher than other health companies, right? And that premium charges must be for a better service?”

“Yes, Ma’am and we’re really sorry. Will you please write here in our complaint form?”

“Write the complaint for what? Don’t tell me that this is the first time it happened because I won’t believe you. An attitude like that must have been well practiced.”

“I would be lying Ma’am if I say that this is the first time it happened with him.”

“What is the complaint form for? How many complaints do you need before you do something about it? If you can give me a figure and show me the number of complaints I will be more than willing to exert further effort.”

“We’re really sorry Ma’am for your bad experience. “

Oh well, it is December already but I remember Gooseberry Garden’s topic for November because of the incident. I need to cool down.

Good that my awesome daughter is with me – wearing an awesome shirt.

sprinkles of heaven - awesomeness

 

Good that my favorite green tea frappe is near.

sprinkles of heaven - book and green tea

 

Good that I have a good book with me – at the Still Point, an inspiring collection of devotional readings by Sarah Arthur.  And so I randomly open it and here’s what I get…

I saw the world end yesterday!

A flight of angels tore

Its cover off and Heaven lay

Where Earth had been before.

 

I walked about the countryside

And saw a cricket pass.

Then, bending closer, I espied

An ecstasy of grass.

(Eschaton by Elizabeth B. Rooney)

 

See the word bend in there? That made my day! And of course in the thought that sprinkles of heaven are all around if we choose to see!

And so I see the cool red shoes the man is wearing in the table besides us.

And the lovely floor!

sprinkles of heaven - red shoe and lovely floor

 

And I remember too some of my November blessings…

1. All Saints Day and All Souls Day – that includes me and you, think about it
2. 2011 People’s Manager Award – deliver results, engage today’s talent, shape the future
3. November birthdays that brought my Mom and my son to me
4. Family day, crafting days, bazaar
5. Feast of St. Julian of Norvich who said:

“all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well”

“God made it, God loves it, God keeps it.” – referring to the nut size thing in God’s hand which is the entire universe

 

And so much more — including YOU!

 

From whose womb comes the ice? Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens. – Job 38:29

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Find My Way Back Into Love

 

Detectives and lawyer

They were my companions in my younger years

Those book characters were with me everywhere

 

I once imagined myself as

Smart and resourceful Nancy Drew

With brothers as lucky and clever as Hardy Boys

 

But I think I grew up

With astute logical reasoning as Sherlock Holmes

With an ability to get somebody out of trouble like Perry Mason

 

My family was hopeful

That someday they will see me in court

A lawyer just like my uncle

 

But I couldn’t tell them

I just wanted to be a woman, wife and a mom

I haven’t told anyone until now

 

And so I grow older and took up engineering

And yes I became a woman, wife and a mom

Defending someone, saving myself and trying to be logical

 

Dream came true? I don’t know. All I know is I could be Hercule Poirot

Who believes that “in the long run, either through a lie, or through truth,

people were bound to give themselves away…”

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For Gooseberry Garden on Childhood, Dreams, Books, Role Models.

 

It’s true. All I ever dreamt of was to be a woman, wife and a mom — all because I wanted to find my way back into love. And how about you?

 

 

Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. – Matthew 7:7

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Day 30: No More Tricks or Threats

Ghosts haunt the Mommy

Free her from bondage

Jack, Oh let her go

No more tricks or threats

Enough with your rules

For a hollow win

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For The Gooseberry Garden on Halloween – Trick or Treat?!

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It’s Day 30 of Feeling Good! No more tricks or threats — just truths and triumphs!

 

Triumph over feeling of insecurities;

Truth is you are wonderfully made.

Triumph over feeling of worthlessness;

Truth is you are precious.

 

Feel good. Enough with put downs. Enough with self-defeating attitudes.

 

Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free. – John 8:32

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Day 29: Give Thanks For Small Luxuries

 

Comfortable bed, blanket and a pillow

Not everyone have them blessed fellow

Warm cup of coffee any time of the day

Thousands don’t have a cup, much more a coffee

Daily shower, soap, and shampoo

To some, this would be heaven sent – heaven scent

 

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It’s Day 29 of Feeling Good! You know those small luxuries which sometimes go unnoticed, those we may not even consider at all as luxury, IS NOT SMALL TO SOME.

 

Those are not small to some.

Those are big, a dream, a miracle for them.

Those are not small to some.

And why should it be to us?

 

Feel good for the miracles you have now.

Feel good for the miracles you can share.

Feel good for the awesome smiles those miracles could bring back to you.

 

Always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.

– Ephesians 5:20

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Day 27: Read Your Way Up

Image from Bluebell Books: Short Story Slam Week 13

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“Reading again? You are so lazy to do nothing but read!”

How could she make him understand that she is not just reading?

Her ears were deaf with mockery thus she savors the lines that say she is special.

Her heart was crushed, bleeding non-stop, thus she needs healing with the words.

Her spirit suffered that it wanted to escape thus she needs the pages to stop it.

 

“Reading again? You are so lazy to do nothing but read!”

Oh how he made her felt so small because she was looked down.

Oh how he made her felt so sad because she can no longer see love in his eyes.

And so she ran outside together with her book of comfort and climbed a tree.

She timed her tears from the moment it leaped out till it reached the ground.

 

“Reading again? You are so l…”

“Oh no he found me!”

“Reading again? You are so lovely up there!”

He learned how to care and not look down – because he looked up.

 

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It’s Day 27 of Feeling Good! READ!

 

R-edeem your spirit

E-mbrace its value

A-llow it to soak the Word

D-ay and night

 

Feel good up in the tree, up in the sky, up to the Highest!

 

Let this book of the law be ever on your lips and in your thoughts day and night, so that you may keep with care everything in it; then a blessing will be on all your way, and you will do well. – Joshua 1:8

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Day 18: Scent The Room With Yourself

Inviting fragrance of fresh brew awakens you.

Smell of warm pancakes made you took a bite.

You took a shower and enjoyed the scent of soap all over you.

You wish the fresh smell will linger on all throughout the day.

The day is filled with different fragrances.

Each person wears their favorite bottled perfume.

As you go to bed no doubt a good sleep awaits you.

Fresh linens and lavender scented pillows promise you that.

But before you close your eyes think about how must have you smelled.

I mean you, not the signature perfume.

 

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It’s Day 18 of Feeling Good! Take control of your scent you share to the world. Release scent of gratefulness, sweetness, kindness, love…

Don’t you feel good when you smell your wonderful self?

 

For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.

– 2 Corinthians 2:15

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Day 9: Know That You Are Blessed

You are all about love

You are created with love, in love, to love;

You have something more than a bit of luck

You have The Father, The Son and The Holy Spirit;

You are a star

You are recognized and celebrated;

You are saved

You are precious and will always be;

Everything that you are, everything that you have

Embrace it and feel how blessed you are.

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It’s Day 9 of Feeling Good! Never ever think that you are unfortunate. You are so blessed. But you got to recognize the blessings given to you. Don’t be too busy coveting your neighbor’s blessings – be busy appreciating and sharing your own; be busy thanking God. You got to feel God to feel good!

Today’s Feeling Good is inspired by Sunny Side Up’s challenge to come up with a five-minute story based on the photo with assorted shapes. Her version is pretty cool – ‘What Am I Fishing For?’ Catch it and join the fun!

Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.

– Ezekiel 34:26

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Day 6: Connect

We are happiest when we are connected

with people

with life

with the Source of Life.

Technology made it possible for us

to connect as people

to connect with life beyond where we are

to even connect with the Source of Life

when we understand the person

when we understand where the person is coming from

when we understand the Word.

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It’s Day 6 of Feeling Good! Millions are sad for the death of Steve Jobs. Millions are sad because Steve Jobs succeeded in making others feel good. He offered cool innovations and designs just  because — “A lot of times, people don’t know what they want until you show it to them.” He succeeded in connecting with the heart of people — he made them want what he offered!

No, I am not feeling good because of Steve Jobs death. I am feeling good because there are people like him who never give up and hungry to make things better.

Technology, much is said about it but it need not separate us from God.

Touch screen.

Touch people.

Connect.

My purpose is that they may be encouraged in heart and united in love, so that they may have the full riches of complete understanding, in order that they may know the mystery of God, namely, Christ,

– Colossians 2:2

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Day 4: Don’t Take Yourself So Seriously

Seriously

Don’t take yourself so seriously

Don’t walk around as if you are carrying the whole world

That it will tilt when you smile

That it will shake when you giggle

That it will fall when you chuckle.

Don’t be afraid

To be funny

To be tad silly

To express yourself freely.

Some people actually wish

That you don’t take yourself so seriously

Because your frown lines aren’t lovely!

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It’s Day 4 of Feeling Good! And I have a question for you!

Being the First Lady, what would you do to make the whole nation smile?

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Now don’t take the question seriously if your husband isn’t the President, okay?

But hey, you can convince him to run.

Seriously, think about it — to not be afraid to loosen up.

A joyful heart is good medicine, But a broken spirit dries up the bones.

– Proverbs 17:22

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Day 2: Have A Little Sweetness

Yes, even a little please.

A little sweetness from everyone could dilute

the bitterness

the sourness

the blandness

in somebody else’s life.

Have a little sweetness please.

Promise, you won’t get a toothache

but a sweeter life instead.

Please click for other days.

 

It’s Day 2 of Feeling Good! Wishing you have a sweet beautiful day ahead of you.

But before you go please be sweet enough to say a thoughtful prayer to Aj, a brave 8 year-old boy, whose face has distorted and the doctor couldn’t normalize it yet. Prayer could heal and let yours count.

Thank you soooo much sweetest!

How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth.

– Psalm 119:103

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