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My Brother’s Laugh

You are just seven years old when God talked to you and said, “My child, I will entrust a special gift to you. Remember that this one is a very exceptional present. This is fragile; you need to handle it with care. In my own perfect time, he will bloom, and I need you to assist him”. What will then be your reaction?

I was shocked. I am only seven years old when we thought that in the family, it will only be me and my eldest sister. It was just a plain day, a magical indeed, when we were blessed by a cute little angel, a baby boy crafted in God’s perfect hand. We named him Dexter, which is derived from the Greek Word Dexi meaning worship. And from that time, I became his eldest sister.

He grew up, he started to discover and learn things around him, the environment he belongs. He began to find out his innate talents, a guitarist, and an ear for music. He little by little appreciates the gift of wisdom, and the future that awaits him. In small steps, he began to draw near to his Creator. And I was there, in every milestones of his life.

We are just the same as with other siblings. We do have quarrels, and oftentimes, a silent war. I used to write notes to him for the words that I can't explain vocal. I knew he read it. And keep it.

Yesterday, I saw tiredness in his eyes. He was so exhausted with the 8:00pm study schedule. I was in my bed waiting for him so that we could have our dinner together. He enters the door so swiftly without dropping any word. He slump his bag, and directly go to the dining table. I thought he is mad at me. But then, he smiled and hugs me so warm. He started to share all his experiences, dilemmas, and funny moments in school. We started to laugh with all the events that are happening.

We call the day off. Dex asks me to sleep near to him. So, I got up and get a pillow. Until I found myself hugging my little brother.

Yes, I love the sound of his laugh. But most of all, I love my brother’s body, spirit and soul.

When the Rooster Cocks

It’s already 5:30 in the morning. The sun is diminutive mounting in the east. You smell the sweet aroma of the breeze coming from your half-opened window. You hear the rooster cocks, the house living alarm clock. You rise up, get a whiff of the freshly baked bread and brewed coffee. You then conclude, “What a great and peaceful day”.

Time flies so fast and you find yourself in the midst of rushing environment, a very hastening one. No sun rays can be seen as it is block by the tallest building around you. Fragrant winds are substituted by a polluted one. No natural alarm clock. You hurry yourself to have a grab of biscuit and a 3-in-1 coffee. You sigh and said, “Why I need to experience this every day?”

Transitions and adjustments are sometimes too difficult to embrace. Oftentimes, you need to easily shift from one environment to another as it is what the current scenario is provoking you. You have to have a bulk of courage and endurance to pursue changes. A strong heart, focused mind and capable body are just few of the things you should possess.

For almost eight years of my life, I struggle this battle. I am so attached with the slow pace life, but, opportunities lead me to go with the flow of rushing days. I cried hard every single day missing the life of a typical province girl. I love my life there, but I learn more when I seize the day of a metropolitan population. Learning’s, yes, I’ve learned a lot. I’ve seen different people, rubbing elbows with them. My knowledge cup flows more and more. I became more in love with the wisdom urbanity can provide. But most of all, I grow more in love with Great Provider. No distinct days have I missed calling Him. He stood by me, and until now, He is standing by my side.

I yearn to hear the rooster cocks once again. That even though I am not in my hometown, I’ll be able to perceive that sound as it reminds me of my life there and the majestic solemnity that God is offering me every time I am in the province.

I close my eyes that day. Until early in the morning…

I heed the wonderful noise of the rooster in the midst of a busy atmosphere.

Thank you Lord. I love you.

SOULFUL RELATIONSHIP

I was busy doing my work stuffs when I received this email from a friend. I was struck with the title that I paused from my load and take a break to read this. I hope you find it strucking too.

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SOULFUL RELATIONSHIP

by Reverend Ronald McFadden

If you're not married yet, share this with a friend. If you are married, share it with your spouse or other married couples.. and reflect on it.


An African proverb states, "Before you get married, keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close one eye." Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone, don't let lust, desperation, immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a low self-esteem make you blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't fool yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faults aren't really important.


Once you decide to commit to someone, over time their flaws, vulnerabilities, pet peeves, and differences will become more obvious. If you love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve, you've got to learn to close one eye and not let every little thing bother you. You and your mate have many different expectations, emotional needs, values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You are two unique individuals who have decided to share a life together. Neither of you are perfect, but are you perfect for each other? Do you bring out the best of each other? Do you compliment and compromise with each other, or do you compete, compare, and control? What do you bring to the relationship? Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past mistrust, past pain?


You can't take someone to the altar to alter him or her. You can't make someone love you or make someone stay. If you develop self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life", you won't find yourself making someone else responsible for your happiness or responsible for your pain. Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and selfishness are not the ingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship.


Seeking status,sex, wealth, and security are the wrong reasons to be in a relationship. What keeps a relationship strong? Communication, intimacy, trust, a sense of humor, sharing household tasks, some getaway time without business or children and daily exchanges (a meal, shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch, a note). Leave a nice message on their voicemail or send a nice email. Sharing common goals and interests.


Growth is important. Grow together, not away from each other, giving each other space to grow without feeling insecure. Allow your mate to have outside interest. You can't always be together. Give each other a sense of belonging and assurances of commitment. Don't try to control one another. Learn each other's family situation. Respect his or her parents regardless.


Don't put pressure on each other for material goods. Remember for richer or for poorer. If t hese qualities are missing, the relationship will erode as resentment, withdrawal, abuse, neglect, dishonesty, and pain replace the passion.


" Nurture your mind with great thoughts, for you will never go any higher than you think." The grass withers, the flowers fade, but the word of God stands forever. Isaiah 40:8


Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight. Always to try to be a little kinder than is necessary.


The difference between 'United' and 'Untied' is where you put the i.


Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away!

Let’s gets Kiddie!!!

This post is intended for kids, for those who have the heart of a Kid, those who love kids, and those who are willing to be Kid again! :D

I LOVE WATCHING Cartoons!! I really do… I enjoy listening to their cute voices, I like their songs, I love their bubbly faces. But most of all, I love the lessons and teachings delivered through these cartoons. Very basic, very simple, yet heartwarming, true, pure and clear.

Today, I want to introduce to you the two cartoons I love,,. Veggietales and Hermie and Friends. Both films are Christian cartoons that intends to instill values to Kids and Adults. :D Veggietales are led by Larry the Cucumber and Bob the Tomato. Each episodes really makes me smile... To confess, I've watched each series 5 times. On the other hand, Hermie and Friends are led by no other than, Hermie, a very very cute Caterpillar.

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Come on, let's get Kiddie again! :)

Acquitted…are you?

Order in the court...Order in the court…

I therefore swear to state the truth, and nothing but the truth. So help me God…

I dream of becoming a lawyer someday. That is the reason why I took the course I am exercising with as a profession, as people said that this is a Pre-Law path. I love to defend people when they are in trouble provided that they are on right position and not guilty of the crime they are being accused of. I love to search for supporting documents, evidences, testimonials of witnesses and the like. I regarded that becoming a lawyer is a vocation, a ministry, rather than profession.

So, that’s it. Did you get my point why I started this post like that? :D and how it is related with the word acquitted I am mentioning?

Well, for us to better understand, my thoughts lingered with the word acquitted after reading a Matthew 18. Normally, we used to hear the word acquitted in a lawsuit, in a courtroom. There are plaintiffs, the one who filed the case, the defendants or the one being sued, the counsels for each party, the witnesses, clerks, sheriffs and judge. And the most awaited portion is the time the verdict will be given, Guilty or not guilty.

ACQUITTED. A pardon, declaring not guilty at all. Blameless, innocent. Sometimes I just wonder what will be the courtroom scenario in heaven… ahh,,will there be stuffs, judges, witnesses there? I kept on thinking weird things, and inquiring my inner soul about it.

Until

God answered me in a very special way. He gave me a vision, a thought, a situation. I am the defendant, the one who made the mistake, the one who created trouble, the one who sinned. And I found Jesus as my counsel, the one who takes care of my case, the one who justifies me with God as the judge. But the amazing thing that happens, though I should be verdict as guilty, God declares that I AM ACQUITTED. Why? Because my lawyer bear the weight of my sin. He is…

Now, I am living an acquitted life. Are you?

Sightless

When I can’t see, I am afraid.

We often match the word fear with seeing. Why can I say that? I experienced that long time ago.

It was way back 2002 when I and my family planned to go to a beach 30minutes away from our home. Packed with foods, clothing and other stuffs, my dad as our driver, mom beside her while cuddling my younger brother, grandparents along with me at the back seat, we were then looking forward for a great vacation, a time for relaxation and enjoyment. But then, an inescapable event happened. A transport company van coming from a wrong direction suddenly appeared in front of us, which lead my dad to step the break so hard to avoid it. However, it was so near that even though dad did that, our auto still bumps to the van that results to a very traumatic experienced for me. My mom was then diagnosed to have an internal bleeding that leads to operation and my dad, grandparents, and ‘lil bro got into bruises and muscle pain. And I, yes, I was the one who first rode the ambulance near that place, because of the so much blood I’ve lost. And the reason why? I can’t see. My right eye was deeply blooding (if there’s a term like that). I remember that time when my dad told me, “Belle, keep your eyes open, please please don’t close it my child”. I was worried and afraid then. Things were getting blurred. I then asked the people around me, “Will I be able to still see things?”

It was a struggle. Having a minute of no sight at all is really frightening. It chills my bone to know the fact that I’ll be losing my sense of seeing. But God is so good. And He gives me another chance to live and perceive the beauty of life He offered, the art He made for me.

Well, what I have experience is a state of being unsighted, no light, darkness, a physical one. But, have you ever imagined what if our spirits are blind? Can we still be able to distinguish right and wrong? Can we still be able to know His plans and visions for us? Will we still be capable to see His great mission for us? Spiritual blindness is more frightening than being physically blind. We sometimes experienced that, well, oftentimes. Our spiritual eyes are often the enemy’s target, as it is connected to our spiritual mind that is being used for discernment. Yet beyond all these attacks, God is always there to help us in order to clearly see things in spiritual realm. He is there, our guide, paving the way, making us equipped always.

And yes. When I can’t see, I am afraid. But, when I have my Lord and trust Him with all my heart, I am fearless and will never be sightless, ever.