MARGIENARY

The me of 10 years ago (okay, maybe 5) would have come here and raise hell and rant about whatever it was she thought was a wrong done to her. She would have been cryptic but obvious, careful but blunt, emphatic but sarcastic, and offensive but right. Now, she is still cryptic, she is still careful, she is still sarcastic, and she may still be right. But this is definitely not a rant, rather a prayer.  Lord, let not my life be one that takes Your Name in vain. Let my service be sincere, let my words be true, let my motives be pure, let my patience be long, let me not be stressed by the inconsistencies that I see in others, the mistrust I discern, the unbelief I perceive. May every breath I take be a prayer and gratitude to You for the grace and purpose you have given to me.  And may I love you back with all my being May my sole purpose in life is to give glory to your Name. 

I have always been an insomniac since my nursing student days. It got worse during seminary days and the thinking process that goes into Bible translation can make the wheels of your mind turning and churning deep into the night so having 4-5hour sleep most days is good and normal. Therefore when suddenly you start sleeping like the dead, unable to get awaken by sounds of lawn mowers or chainsaw right outside your window or people almost yelling at you trying to wake you up, and bones and muscles that seem to lose their strength for no reason, catching yourself napping in the middle of the day when for years and years you haven't been able to, a headache that never seem to stop, dizziness that is so severe you feel like your world is just a top being spun over and over, it could absolutely scare the daylights out of you.  So to the doctor I go hoping to get clarity on all these symptoms and I aside from the usual culprit that is stress and anxiety, with my lowest blood pressure rea...

At the beginning of the new year, I started making my travel plans, and booking my flights to conduct the BT workshops that are part of the implementation program of the organization. But being a Northern Luzonian, I am not that well-versed with the manner of transportation in the central Philippines. So I booked my flights thinking that from the venue of one seminar, I can just ride a taxi or a jeep or a tricycle just like I have done in the past in other parts of the country and I'll be able to catch my scheduled flight. So before I came to Bohol last week, my mind was operating on the assumption that after the workshop in Siquijor, someone would just take me to the airport to catch my flight to Manila, forgetting the fact that this is Visayas. This is the part of the Philippines where each province is an island of its own. So I needed to take a Ferry to get to a larger city to get to my designated airport. Well, thankfully, I have been informed a few days before it w...

The day before yesterday, I was invited by my ***Utol Norman S. Malcat to share the Word to the family and employees of one of his millionaire friends. ☺️   I was apprehensive to go as I never really had any experience talking in front of rich people, let alone teaching quite highly educated people. I did stand many times in the past before people more knowledgeable than I am, but it has been usually to talk about particular translation topics that I usually am knowledgeable about and for which I have truly prepared and studied. I also do speak almost every Sunday before an audience that may include one or two people who have more academic training than I have but they usually are my friends or they quite know me personally, so last Tuesday was truly a getting-out-of-your-comfort-zone kind of situation and so I was downright terrified. My mind was at 15% Okay-Whatever-I'll-go, and 85%-Ay-Uray-idtana! (NO WAY!) The schedule was postponed twice because of my health c...

My addictions are weird but I think these are not unique to me.  I have three addictions and I am very glad that I have overcome one of them, at least for now.   #SUGAR_ADDICT  Over a month ago, I was probably one of the worst sugar/carb addict there is.  Since I was diagnosed with diabetes almost three decades ago, I went into a rollercoaster of dieting and fasting and binge eating.  I would weigh myself, get disgusted with what I see and resolve to eat nothing for a week. I would lose 10kg, then the following week, I would eat all the calories that I restricted myself from and more.  Then in April of last year I tried the ketogenic diet and it was working for a month or so until an aunt commented that I will get all wrinkly and saggy if I lose too much weight and my mind used that statement as an excuse to go back to my standard way of eating which has always left me feeling and looking bloated, inflamed, fat, and ugly.  It also aggr...

April 2001 I woke up early this morning and went straight to doing my weekend chores...like hanging a two-week worth of laundry under the sun (before the sun is up), afterwhich I went back to bed to do some reading. Three hours later, my mom came and said, "Men ina-no? Ollaw law!" (Are you ready? We're about to leave!") I was confused for a moment then I realized it's the first Saturday of the month and I need to be somewhere to teach. It totally slipped my mind as my mind was still all over the place from Xami's stay in the hospital and then traveling right after it and coming home again. I changed and put my things in my backpack and was gonna put on my shoes only to realize I don't have any appropriate shoes. I asked the hubby if I can try one of his and a pair looked not so bad as the others. So off we went with me looking like I have boats attached to my feet rather than shoes. I used the lesson that I prepared for a women's conferenc...