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?
Who else will make Filipinos smile in hope?
Who else will provide what you need most?
Who else will soak you in love?
Who else will make one fit for the ohlifepics?
Who else will lay down his life for us?
Ahhh Diyos Amigos!
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!
The waters saw you, O God, the waters saw you and writhed; the very depths were convulsed. -Psalm 7:16
Note: Photos are not mine as I can’t be everywhere while there’s flood. 🙂
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 🙂
That is not always the case because there was a time when the exchanges were, “I hate you!” and “I HATE YOU!”
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.
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?
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?
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. – Psalm 147:3
Sharing my hubby’s big smile when he caught a 0.87kgs sea bream (bakoko) – we caught the smile as well! Surely he will catch something bigger than that – fish or not! We’re preparing for that bigger smile – by smiling now!
Smile – heaven’s cure!
Sharing my family’s love for massage – my hubby and I massage each other; I massage each of my kiddos, all of them massage me. And when we’re all dead tired, the masseur puts us into sleep – that we may wake up minus the sore. Thanks to Heaven’s Cure Body Oil, Massage Gel and Coco Rub!
Touch Therapy – heaven’s cure!
Sharing my love for fish oil capsules – for preventing ordinary cells from mutating into cancer cells! But the most obvious effect on me is it eased up my depressions. Yup I prayed much about it that it better leave me and if one of the ways is to welcome the fish in, why not? I prefer the fish than the devil!
I even applied the fish oil in my toes that got itchy after trying different shoes in Payless. Gone! As if eaten by the fish – similar to fish spa where, without mercy, you allow the fishes to bite your dead skin. Yay! Thanks Squalene — you’re beyond skin deep!
Fish and oil – heaven’s cure!
And how about you — would you care enough to share something that you love and makes you smile?
You — heaven’s cure!
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness beyond your companions; – Psalm 45:7
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!
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!
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
- Having been made or come into being only a short time ago
- Still fresh
- Radiance; light
- A small amount; a trace
- A straight line extending from a point
Let’s talk about new old things. By old, I mean something that already exists or has been always there. And yes, something old can definitely be new.
It can be new when the eyes are new; when the perspective is new; when the heart is new; when the self is new.
How can two people who regularly saw the same sunray not have the same reaction — one saw it with a smile and the other one just squint and frown?
Could the person have seen a ray of hope and that ray is more than enough?
Or he simply saw a ray?
Could the person have seen a burst of warm love and felt it deeply?
Or he simply saw a ray?
Could the person have seen an extended grace and never doubts its source?
Or he simply saw a ray?
Shall we now look close enough with the old and discover something new? I just did.
January. JaNewRay. TheNewRay,Yeah!
TheNewRea? But my hubby isn’t old — yet 🙂
Happy New Year! Happy New You!
I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. And I will put my Spirit in you and move you to follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws. – Ezekiel 36:26-27
Cinderella on Her Tea Break from Bluebell Books: Short Story Slam Week 17
“Surely the shoe will fit me. It’s mine.”
“And I’m a princess now?”
“But what if there’s no fairy godmother?”
“And I wasn’t able to attend the ball?”
“And what if the glass shoe didn’t slip from my foot?”
“Oh, why do I need to analyze everything? Time for tea!”
There’s jasmine, chamomile, lemon, ginger, green tea…
What caught her eye though is the Christmas tea.
“Yes, I’ll have Christmas tea! Christmas is for miracles and I had just one!”
As Cinderella sipped the spirit of Christmas, she felt calm and her mind restored.
“Great things will be poured upon us for reason that we know nothing of. We need not figure out why but simply take it in with deep thanks.”
And Cinderella decided to live happy thereafter.
But not without sharing how to prepare Christmas tea!
1. Pour faith over bag of events in a cup of grace.
2. Let it steep with prayers.
3. Add a sweetener such as trusting smile.
4. Sip with gratitude.
5. For best partea, serve others.
“‘In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. – Acts 2:17
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
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.
Good that my favorite green tea frappe is near.
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!
And I remember too some of my November blessings…
- All Saints Day and All Souls Day – that includes me and you, think about it
- 2011 People’s Manager Award – deliver results, engage today’s talent, shape the future
- November birthdays that brought my Mom and my son to me
- Family day, crafting days, bazaar
- 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