Thursday, December 17, 2009

Greeting Cards....With Love

This year,I am blessed to received one of the kind greeting cards who came from a new friend....from a very dear good old friend...and from a teen-age girl whom I saw her growing up from childhood till now.

Tired from work as I went in to my room, I saw this greeting card on the top of my bed. I excitedly look at the senders name."Ah! from Marie", a friend from D4D (Dating 4 Disabled.) I remembered we asked each others address and agreed to send greeting cards this coming holiday season.In a short span of time I get to know her and through her blog writings at D4D I can say she's a wonderful, great, strong woman and a loving mom to her kids.Marie, you just dont know how you continually inspires and motivates me in my journey with your comments and messages on my blog entries. Thank you so much for the friendship you have extended to me.Keep the fire burning my friend.

Ruth a very dear old friend. We called each other "IROG" means dear. Our friendship counted years already.She's working abroad as a nurse in UK. She never miss sending me greeting cards since we got to know each other. Her family is wonderful specially her mom who is very supportive. Her mother is very proud of her. A loving daughter and a very good friend. "Irog, may God continually bless you, keep you safe and good health. I am so proud of you.HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

I was resting when Lyka gave this little note to me. She said, Merry Christmas Ate! I read the notes she had written and each words she said warmed my heart.Lyka is Josie's daughter. We used to live in one house before. Lyka was only 7years old when I have my first encounter with her. Her big eyes widened when she saw me and observed my walking in crutch. She whispered to her mother "Mama, why is she like that?" Since then I had been a part of her growing years.From being timid and shy little girl somehow I had my share of encouraging her to be out on that shell. Every words she had written in that special letter mirrored everything how I influenced her. Lyka is a young lady now. Witty, kind and of course very pretty.The things we shared together will remain in our hearts.

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year to all

Wednesday, December 16, 2009


One beautiful spring day a red rose blossomed in a forest. Many kinds of trees and plants grew there. As the rose looked around,
a pine tree nearby said, What a beautiful flower. I wish I was that lovely. Another tree said, Dear pine, do not be sad, we can not have everything.
The rose turned its head and remarked, It seems that I am the most beautiful plant in this forest. A sunflower raised its yellow head and asked, Why do you say that In this forest there are many beautiful plants. You are just one of them. The red rose replied, I see everyone looking at me and admiring me.

Then the rose looked at a cactus and said, Look at that ugly plant full of thorns! The pine tree said, Red rose, what kind of talk is this Who can say what beauty is You have thorns too.

The proud red rose looked angrily at the pine and said, I thought you had good taste! You do not know what beauty is at all. You can not compare my thorns to that of the cactus.

What a proud flower, thought the trees. The rose tried to move its roots away from the cactus, but it could not move. As the days passed, the red rose would look at the cactus and say insulting things, like This plant is useless How sorry I am to be his neighbor.

The cactus never got upset and he even tried to advise the rose, saying, We weren't created without a purpose. Spring passed, and the weather became very warm. Life became difficult in the forest, as the plants and animals needed water and no rain fall. The red rose began to wilt. One day the rose saw sparrows stick their beaks into the cactus and then fly away, refreshed. This was puzzling, and the red rose asked the pine tree what the birds were doing. The pine tree explained that the birds got water from the cactus. Does it not hurt when they make holes asked the rose.

Yes, but the cactus does not like to see any birds suffer, replied the pine. The rose opened its eyes in wonder and said, The cactus has water Yes you can also drink from it. The sparrow can bring water to you if you ask the cactus for help.

The red rose felt too ashamed of its past words and behavior to ask for water from the cactus, but then it finally did ask the cactus for help. The cactus kindly agreed and the birds filled their beaks with water and watered the rose's roots. Thus the rose learned a lesson and never judged anyone by their appearance again.

Moral: We should always be willing to learn rather than carry our egos.

Monday, December 14, 2009


A friend let me borrowed a book for me to read. I love reading books specially inspirational ones. That seminarian friend of mine generously share his collection of inspirational books because he knows that I have the passion on reading those kind of books.

As I started to read one of his book collection....there is one little thing inside it that struck my attention. A book mark. A simple book mark and there was a handwritten message.The message was carefully....beautifully and neatly written. As I read it, I smiled and made some lingering thoughts on my mind. I will share it to you my friends to be inspired and be guided for the reality of the message.


"taking the pain", said the nails.

"keeping the cool"
said the ice.

"driving hard"
said the hammer.

"being up to date"
said the calendar.

"being sharp" said the knife.

"making light around you"
said the fire.

"sticking to it" said the glue.

"being bright"
said the lamp.

"being on time" said the clock.

"saving a drop"
said the faucet.

and best of all...

"learning from it "

said the mistake.

Wisdom can only attain from God through our experiences. We are like diamonds that it takes time to be perfected before its true beauty will come out. We may do or commit mistakes as we go on our lifes journey, whats important is the learning and the capacity to make right decisions from that mistakes.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

My Personal Journey: Its ME : )

My Personal Journey: Its ME : )


It was almost Christmas time
There I stood in another line
Tryin to buy that last gift or two
Not really in the Christmas mood

Standin right in front of me
Was a little boy waiting anxiously
Pacing round like little boys do
And in his hands he held a pair of shoes

And his clothes were worn and old
He was dirty from head to toe
And when it came his time to pay
I couldnt believe what I heard him say

Sir, I wanna buy these shoes
For my mama, please
Its Christmas eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir?
Daddy says theres not much time
You see, shes been sick for quite a while
And I, know these shoes will make her smile
And I, want her to look beautiful
If mama meets Jesus tonight

He counted pennies for what seemed like years
And the, cashier said Son, theres not enough here.
He searched his pockets franticly
Then he turned and he looked at me
He said Mama made Christmas good at our house
Most years she just did without
Tell me, sir, what am I gonna do
Somehow Ive gotta buy her these Christmas shoes

So I laid the money down
I just had to help him out
And Ill never forget the look on his face
when he said Mamas gonna look so great

Sir, I wanna buy these shoes
For my mama, please
Its Christmas eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir?
Daddy says theres not much time
You see, shes been sick for quite a while
And I, know these shoes will make her smile
And I, want her to look beautiful
If mama meets Jesus tonight

I knew I caught a glimpse of heaven love
As he thanked me and ran out
I knew that god had sent that little boy to remind me
What Christmas is all about

Sir, I wanna buy these shoes
For my mama, please
Its Christmas eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir?
Daddy says theres not much time
You see, shes been sick for quite a while
And I, know these shoes will make her smile
And I, want her to look beautiful
If mama meets Jesus tonight

I want her to look beautiful
If mama meets Jesus tonight

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

IT's A Wonderful LIFE!!!!

REMEMBER: No Man is a failure who has friends.... : )

Christmas Hardships

"Do you really expect me to go to Bethlehem?" Joseph banged down his chisel on the scarred bench. Ephraim, his cousin, had just entered the low workshop. "You don't have a choice, Joseph. If you don't go the Romans will confiscate your house and your precious tools. Just try to carve a yoke with your fingernails." "What are we, cowards?" the carpenter retorted. "Mark my words, Ephraim, this 'Enroll-in-your-ancestral-city' business is nothing more than a way to squeeze more taxes out of us. If we give into those foreign tyrants now they'll just be back for more money."
"What's more," Joseph continued, "you're crazy if you think I'd take Mary on a trip this month. She'd probably have the baby on the way!"
"Couldn't you just leave her with your mother for a couple of weeks? She'd be all right. Nobody says the women have to go. It's the heads of households who have to register."
"Register, hah! Be taxed, you mean."
"So why not leave her at home?"
Joseph brushed the woodchips aside and motioned for his cousin to sit down. The carpenter spoke in a low but earnest voice. "Mary's aunt has made life miserable for her ever since she found out Mary was pregnant. Some people were willing to let it go. Not Tabitha."
"She got my wife all stirred up about it," Ephraim volunteered.
"Not just your wife. Most of the women in this town go out of their way to avoid her. At the village well they whisper, "Little slut!" just loud enough for her to hear. Many's the day she's come running home in tears."
"People sure can be cruel," Ephraim said. "At least you and Mary went ahead and got married."
Joseph bit his lip, but didn't say more.
Ephraim got up. "Well, you are going to Bethlehem, aren't you? You'd be a fool to get the Romans on your back. You know what they did to old Ben."
Joseph stood up slowly. "Yes, I'll go. But Mary'll have to come along. There's no way I'd leave her in Nazareth by herself!"
However, when Joseph talked to Mary about it, she didn't seem nearly as sure as her husband. "How could I walk all that way?" she said. "I waddle now. I just can't make it."
"Mary, we'll bring old Jake. You can ride him when you get tired."
"Have you ever ridden on Jake?"
"Well, no."
"That animal is the most bony, jolting mule in Nazareth. I'd rather walk!"
She did ride, though ... some of the way. Joseph would finally stop for the day when Mary just couldn't take any more. He'd help her down off Jake, then he'd fix a fire while she would unload their heavy blankets and try to find some shelter under a tree or large rock.
Mary would always be the center of attention among the few women traveling that time of year.
"I remember when I was carrying Levi," one would start. "Made my feet swell. I couldn't do anything for months."
"That's nothing," replied another, "my sister got so big everyone thought she was carrying twins. But her time came there was only one baby. Died though."
Joseph glanced over at Mary in the flickering firelight. He could see fear flit across her face. Her hands moved to her swollen belly so she could feel the baby's reassuring kick.
The women didn't notice. The first one went on, "Oh, the pain's so awful! I'm glad I'm too old to have any more babies."
Joseph put his arm around Mary's shoulders and pulled her close. Only one more night on the road before Bethlehem.
They reached the sleepy village of Joseph's ancestors just about dusk the fifth day. Joseph went to the inn and nearby houses trying to find a place to sleep. "God," he whispered as he combed the town, "can't You find us a decent place to have this baby?" Nothing.
All at once he saw Mary's face tighten. She tried to suppress a groan as she fought with the pain. It was a long moment before she relaxed, but he could see worry written all over her.
Joseph went back to the innkeeper again. "Are you sure there isn't any room? My wife's about to have a baby. We've got to find a place out of this wind tonight!"
The innkeeper thought a while. "Did you try the house at the end of the street? They sometimes take people in."
"I tried an hour ago."
"Any relatives in town? Any second cousins?"
Mary was shivering now, in obvious discomfort. "Joseph," she said weakly, "I've got to lie down somewhere."
"Well, there's the stable in the back," offered the innkeeper at long last. "Of course, it's full of animals from all the visitors in town for that blasted Roman census. But if you can find a place in the corner, I guess that'd be okay." He paused. "Just don't keep the animals awake all night."
It was the other way around. The dozen donkeys in the strange barn never stopped moving. And the smell was overpowering to Mary who had been fighting nausea as her pains got stronger.
In the wee hours of the morning Joseph knocked on the innkeeper's door again.
"What do you want this time of night?" the innkeeper snarled when he finally came to the door.
"Is there a midwife in town?"
"Oh, it's you. A midwife? Yes, old Martha lives in a little house about three blocks from here. You go down the main road, turn left at the two-story house, and go to the alley. You can't miss it. You go down the alley and across the pasture. She lives in a shack just behind the third house after that."
"I ... I really don't think I should leave my wife. Her pains are coming awfully fast now.... Could you go?"
"Jonathan!" the innkeeper yelled into his darkened house. "Get up and fetch old Martha. A lady's having a baby in the barn. Hurry!"
He turned to Joseph as he closed the door. "Have some pity, man. My whole family's awake now."
Pretty soon the door opened again and a young lad ran off in the chilly air. After a while he returned, walking slowly so he wouldn't outdistance the old midwife whose arthritis certainly didn't to take to cold winter nights. The boy was shivering by the time he got to the stable.
"Here's Martha, sir," he muttered quickly, and darted back into the warmth of his house. The old lady put them at ease right away. She had Joseph fetch water and cloths from the innkeeper. It must have been nearly two in the morning by the time the baby came, and another hour before Joseph dug into his robe for a few coins to give the old woman as she hobbled away.Then he returned to his wife and took her hand as they looked into the puffy face of their son. Alone at last."I'm so tired, Joseph," Mary said, settling back into the blanket-covered straw.The baby finally stopped crying and drifted off to sleep. Joseph stirred a few minutes later as some men peered from the darkness into the lamp-lit stable. He nudged Mary awake and reached for his staff.
"What do you want?" Joseph said to the men in a forced whisper. "Don't wake the baby."
"We're shepherds," one called out. The baby started crying.
"We saw angels out on the hills an hour ago." The entire story tumbled out as the shepherds edged into the stable to see the baby. Joseph relaxed his grip on the staff.
The shepherd continued, "And the angel told us, 'To you is born this day in the City of David a Savior which is Messiah the Lord.' The angel even told us about the swaddling cloths and the manger here." "The angel told you about the manger, too?" Joseph interrupted. "Oh, yes. That's how we knew where to look."

Joseph glanced over at Mary. Her eyes met his. He squeezed her hand. "This baby is the Messiah, isn't he?" Joseph said quietly. "After all these hassles I had started to question. But..." He paused. "It's almost like God planned the whole thing: the trip neither of us wanted to take." He chuckled. "He must have seen you on bony old Jake." Joseph laughed out loud. "Even this smelly old barn and it's manger."
He stood up, still chuckling. "What do you know? In spite of the problems--no, in the midst of the problems--God's been at work all along."
by: Dr. Ralph F. Wilson, The Workman Quarterly, Winter 1988

Sunday, December 6, 2009

One Day In your LIFE Sung by Michael Jackson

One day in your life
You'll remember a place
Someone touching your face
You'll come back and you'll look around, you'll

One day in your life
You'll remember the love you found here

You'll remember me, somehow
Though you don't need me now
I will stay in your heart
And when things fall apart
You'll remember one day

One day in your life
When you find that you're always waiting
For the love we used to share
Just call my name, and I'll be there

You'll remember me, somehow
Though you don't need me now
I will stay in your heart
And when things fall apart
You'll remember one day

One day in your life
When you find that you're always longing
For the love we used to share
Just call my name, and I'll be there

Friday, December 4, 2009


Yesterday we have a recollection at RGS Convent. Three nuns from Intercessors of the Lamb Congregation were the speakers.They talked about Journaling and Praying in Contemplation.At first I was really sleepy and lazy but as the session went deeper. My senses was awaken and my attention started to focus when Sr. Christina played the song "Lead Me Lord". She invited us to listen and to go in a journey. Encouraged us to picture ourselves to climb a mountain and feel the presence of the Lord embracing us. After that activity, we are encouraged to share our experiences. When Sr. Cristina caught my eyes and she saw smiling, she said smiling "Your smile means you want to share your experience." Surprise but I did get up and went in front and shared my experience. "Mine is a different, I was sitting in a grass but half of it was dried and dark in colors. The Lord was embracing me in a different way because His arms wrapped around on my neck in a gentle way." I dont know whats the meaning of that. The sister asked me what I felt and I told her I am wondering but I felt good.
The Second part was all about Journaling. The speaker said that its a one way of communicating with God by writing your innermost thoughts, feelings, prayers,insights and questions...anything under the sun.A personal relationship with the Lord. She shared some personal journal she wrote. She encouraged us to write one during the activity. She played a song "Power of your Love" and told us to focus on the question "Who do you say who I am Father? as we listen to the song. She told me to write within our hearts what seems to be the answer of God to us. I was looking at my paper and in my heart my hands began to draw and finally finished what the Father answered my question. I was quite surprised from what I did. As I listen to the sharers, some of them made us cry and really touched our hearts. Deep down within me something telling me to share the journal I did. So I raised up my hand and went in front. I told them..."Mine is a short one" I showed the drawing I did and told them "When I asked the Father who I am to Him. He said to me that I AM A GIFT!...I LOVE YOU!....Love JESUS. A tear in my eyes showed and the nun asked me what did I feel. I answered her "Masayang masaya po" (Very Happy).

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The Ice Cream Prayer by: Author Unknown,

Last week I took my children to a restaurant. My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace. As we bowed our heads he said, "God is great and God is Good. Let us thank Him for the food, and I would even thank you more if mom gets us ice cream for dessert. And Liberty and justice for all! Amen!"

Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, "That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray. Asking God for ice-cream! Why, I never!"

Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it wrong? is God mad at me?" As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job and God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table. He winked at my son and said, "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer." "Really?" my son asked. "Cross my heart."

Then in theatrical whisper he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."

Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal. My son stared at his for a moment and then did something I will remember the rest of my life. He picked up his sundae and without a word walked over and placed it in front of the woman. With a big smile he told her, "Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes and my soul is good already."

Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Race - An Inspirational Story of Struggling Against Failure

Patrick Henry Hughes - Inspirational Story

Patrick Hughes is a young man at Univ. of Louisville who was born blind and crippled and yet now plays the piano beautifully as well as "marches" in the Louisville marching band. This was a piece done during ESPN College Gameday on 12/2/2006.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

E:60 Power of One(Adam Bender)

Be Inspired!!!!

Nick Vujicic - Life Without Limbs

This is a video highlighting Nick Vujicic. He has an incredible story of triumph and perserverance. Nick was born without arms or legs, but despite that has chosen to become the hand and feet of Jesus.

The Eagle Parable

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our Darkness that most frightens us." We are all eagles. Once we have flown, we can never go back to live like a chicken. It is not a delusion to think we can fly; it is a delusion to think we can't. Manage your fear of greatness and then ... stretch forth your wings and fly toward the dreams that are awaiting you.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Interview With God

I dreamed I had an interview with God...
"So you would like to interview me?" God asked...
"If you have the time" - I said.
God smiled.
"My time is eternity... ...what questions do you have
in mind for me?"
What surprises you most about human kind?
God answered
That they get bored with childhood,
they rush to grow up,
and then long to be children again.
That they lose their health to make money
and then lose their money
to restore their health.
That by thinking anxiously about the future,
they forget the present, such that they live in
neither the present nor the future.
That they live as if they will never die,
and die as trough they had never lived.
Gods hand took mine and we were silent for awhile
And than I asked:
As a parent, what are some of life's lessons
You want your children to learn?
To learn they cannot make anyone love them.
All they can do is let themselves be loved.
To learn that it is not good to compare
themselves to others.
To learn to forgive by
practicing forgiveness.
To learn that it only takes a few seconds to
open profound wounds in those they love,
and it can take many years to heal them.
To learn that a rich person is not one who has
the most, but is one who needs the least.
To learn that there are people who love them dearly,
but simply do not yet know how to express
or show their feelings.
To learn that two people can look at the same thing
and see it differently.
To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another,
but they must also forgive themselves.
Thank you for your time! - I said humbly.
Is there anything else you'd like your chidren to know?
God smiled and said
Just know that I am here..always.

The "W" in Christmas (Author unknown)

Last December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations - extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.

My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he'd been memorizing songs for his school's "Winter Pageant." I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of the production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.

So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song. Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "Christmas," I didn't expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment - songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer.

So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title. Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads. Those in the front row- center stage - held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song. As the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message, "Christmas Love."

The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her; a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down - totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W". The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W". Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together. A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities. For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear:

"C H R I S T W A S L O V E"

And, I believe, He still is.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Rules For Being Human by Cherie Carter Scott

Rule One - You will receive a body. Whether you love it or hate it, it's yours for life, so accept it. What counts is what's inside.

Rule Two - You will be presented with lessons. Life is a constant learning experience, which every day provides opportunities for you to learn more. These lessons specific to you, and learning them 'is the key to discovering and fulfilling the meaning and relevance of your own life'.

Rule Three - There are no mistakes, only lessons. Your development towards wisdom is a process of experimentation, trial and error, so it's inevitable things will not always go to plan or turn out how you'd want. Compassion is the remedy for harsh judgement - of ourselves and others. Forgiveness is not only divine - it's also 'the act of erasing an emotional debt'. Behaving ethically, with integrity, and with humour - especially the ability to laugh at yourself and your own mishaps - are central to the perspective that 'mistakes' are simply lessons we must learn.

Rule Four - The lesson is repeated until learned. Lessons repeat until learned. What manifest as problems and challenges, irritations and frustrations are more lessons - they will repeat until you see them as such and learn from them. Your own awareness and your ability to change are requisites of executing this rule. Also fundamental is the acceptance that you are not a victim of fate or circumstance - 'causality' must be acknowledged; that is to say: things happen to you because of how you are and what you do. To blame anyone or anything else for your misfortunes is an escape and a denial; you yourself are responsible for you, and what happens to you. Patience is required - change doesn't happen overnight, so give change time to happen.

Rule Five - Learning does not end. While you are alive there are always lessons to be learned. Surrender to the 'rhythm of life', don't struggle against it. Commit to the process of constant learning and change - be humble enough to always acknowledge your own weaknesses, and be flexible enough to adapt from what you may be accustomed to, because rigidity will deny you the freedom of new possibilities.

Rule Six - "There" is no better than "here". The other side of the hill may be greener than your own, but being there is not the key to endless happiness. Be grateful for and enjoy what you have, and where you are on your journey. Appreciate the abundance of what's good in your life, rather than measure and amass things that do not actually lead to happiness. Living in the present helps you attain peace.

Rule Seven - Others are only mirrors of you. You love or hate something about another person according to what love or hate about yourself. Be tolerant; accept others as they are, and strive for clarity of self-awareness; strive to truly understand and have an objective perception of your own self, your thoughts and feelings. Negative experiences are opportunities to heal the wounds that you carry. Support others, and by doing so you support yourself. Where you are unable to support others it is a sign that you are not adequately attending to your own needs.

Rule Eight - What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. Take responsibility for yourself. Learn to let go when you cannot change things. Don't get angry about things - bitter memories clutter your mind. Courage resides in all of us - use it when you need to do what's right for you. We all possess a strong natural power and adventurous spirit, which you should draw on to embrace what lies ahead.

Rule Nine - Your answers lie inside of you. Trust your instincts and your innermost feelings, whether you hear them as a little voice or a flash of inspiration. Listen to feelings as well as sounds. Look, listen, and trust. Draw on your natural inspiration.

Rule Ten - You will forget all this at birth. We are all born with all of these capabilities - our early experiences lead us into a physical world, away from our spiritual selves, so that we become doubtful, cynical and lacking belief and confidence. The ten Rules are not commandments, they are universal truths that apply to us all. When you lose your way, call upon them. Have faith in the strength of your spirit. Aspire to be wise - wisdom the ultimate path of your life, and it knows no limits other than those you impose on yourself.

Friday, November 13, 2009

SomeOne Cares

Remember that no matter the situation, we are called to be someone who cares because, SomeOne cares.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

♪ Smile - Charlie Chaplin

Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though its breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile with your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile

If you just
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile

If you just
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though its breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

that's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

"A day without a laugh is a wasted day." - Charles Chaplin

Friday, November 6, 2009

Get to know the effects of Positive and Negative Thoughts and Feelings...Think about it and made a decision.

Today we have two rather profound inspirational video clips.

Both reflect Dr Emoto’s work with water crystals.

The Japanese scientist has spent many years conducting experiments on the effects of positive and negative thoughts on water crystals .The results have been truly astonishing, as you will see in the photos of the water crystals. The positive thoughts and intentions led to the water crystals forming beautiful shapes, whereas the negative thoughts and intentions led to disfigured and ugly shapes.

The first video clip is a short exerpt from the hit film ‘What The Bleep’.

Relaxing Music - Soothing Pictures

Relax as you go along your journey.....

Match Scratch Fever

This quaint little animation film is about a little match stick who embarks on a quest to fulfill his life purpose.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

My Offering is my Suffering by Fatima Soriano

My life is very simple
my dreams are few and little
I don't have much to offer
except the pains I bare

My suffering is my offering
I'm offering all my sufferings
and if ever I will face,
more trials and more pains
then I offer them gladly again

I know that there's a reason
I know I have a mission
someday I'll see the vision
for now I must be strong

My suffering is my offering
I'm offering all my sufferings
and if ever I will face,
more trials and more pains
then I offer them gladly again

Sometimes I doubt and question
I need some consolation
but if this is my mission
I must be brave and strong

My suffering is my offering
I'm offering all my sufferings
and if ever I will face,more trials and more pains
then I offer them gladly again
then I offer them gladly again

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

CHOOSING THOMAS- ( Cronology of Life and Love)

Friends, I would like to share to you this video and encourage all of you to watch it.May all of those who watch it draw more strength,defend and value life..His parents, T.K. and Deidrea Laux decided to carry him to term and show an incredible amount of love as they painfully trust God’s sovereignty unfold.What does it mean to love? To embrace? And to let go?

ABORTION: The Silent Scream Part 1 2 3 4 5 COMPLETE VERSION Pro-life Anti-Abortion Video

Let us Defend LIFE.A great tool to help people see why abortion is murder. The most important video on abortion ever made. This video changed opinion on abortion to many people.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Relief Volunteer 211

Got a text message from Ms. Daphne, working at World Vision and a fellow Christ Companion in Mission (CCIM) member. "May I request you and/or your friends/groups to please help typhoon victims by helping us in packing relief goods for distribution?". I replied immediately and told her I will give a day for it. I asked my boss If I can have a half day to my usual work and God is good she allowed me.
At 2:30pm I arrived at the warehouse where the packing is ongoing.There I saw my other fellow CCIM members Ms. Lulu and Ms. Conching. The three of us volunteered for that day.
Our first task was packing children's clothes. Many of the volunteers are youths and as time passed by many still coming in groups.I enjoyed sorting out and from time to time I sneezed because of the dust which makes the volunteers laughed at me.

After we finished the target quota for that day, they sent us to another packing station. Non perishable goods are being pack like mats,towels,mosquito nets, pots and pans, matches etc. When the staff leading us saw me, she was concerned on my disability so she gaved me an easy task. She designated me to make the plastic bags ready as they placed goods inside it. I thought it was an easy task but its not because you had to make way how you can open the plastic bag in a speedy way.But in a way as was able to do the task and I'm proud of it.hahaha!

Me, Ms.Lulu & Ms. Conching felt good and fulfilled after we saw all the packed relief goods. It brought us sense of fulfillment knowing that each one of us have shared help in their own little way to others.Everything is possible when everyone is willing to give and share.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Lessons From Noa's Ark

I received this via email from a christian friend somehow gave me thoughts to reflect. I am sharing it with you guys.Thanks Ms. Shirley : ) for sending this to me.

Noah's Ark Everything I need to know, I learned from Noah's Ark .
ONE: Don't miss the boat.
TWO: Remember that we are all in the same boat!
THREE: Plan ahead. It wasn't raining when Noah built the Ark.
FOUR: Stay fit. When you're 60 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big.
FIVE: Don't listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.
SIX: Build your future on high ground.
SEVEN: For safety's sake, travel in pairs.
EIGHT: Speed isn't always an advantage.. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.
NINE: When you're stressed, float awhile.
TEN: Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.
ELEVEN: No matter the storm, when you are with God, there's always a rainbow waiting.

Most people walk in and out of your life.......but FRIENDS leave footprints in your heart.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Trees That Wood by Author Unknown

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."

Then the second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."

Finally the third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me."

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter" ... and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the second tree a woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one", and he cut it down.

When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.
Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.
Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace" and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.