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
It’s good to be home.
To slow down.
To linger longer…
With the meals
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.
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!
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?
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!
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
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 2nd 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 3rd 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:
- The boys have been convincing me to fish instead of roaming around and so I agreed.
- My son put the mashed flour bait in the hook and cast it to the direction I pointed.
- I held the rod, occasionally looking at the floater, while I read a home magazine.
- Then I felt something is pulling my rod and so I screamed. I screamed!
- 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…
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!
Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead?
– Luke 11:11
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
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.
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.
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.
‘Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’ – Jeremiah 33:3
Will you please join me in the fab furni party here?