of big shoes and lessons

April 2001 I woke up early this morning and went straight to doing my weekend 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

No Room at the Inn

For Sunday School at church this morning, we talked about how there was no proper room for Jesus to be born in the first Christmas, and how even today, if we are honest, our life is so full of activities and busyness that oftentimes we give hardly any room for Jesus in our everyday life, eventhough we say or think that our activities are for the most part "in the service of the King." And here am I, either too pain-addled or too busy with life that I have not even greeted anybody a Merry Christmas except for those who greeted me face to face and I uttered the same in reply. So here I am thanking all of you,  friends and family for your friendship, prayers and just thankful for your lives and for being a blessing to me.  Here is to praying also  that  all of you be blessed beyond measure this coming year and that our God will give us all plenty of opportunities to be joyful in Him as we worship and serve Him in our lives.  A blessed Christmas to all! 


Today, just like all days, if I know how and choose to recognize it, was a day of God's providence.  Hubby was on his way out of town so my morning was busier than most of my other mornings because I have had to mind my child who is an early riser, like his dad.  Usually, he and his dad are already ready for the day before I open my eyes in the morning.  I also had another thing to prepare for today, as I was scheduled to go to one of our villages up in the mountains for a day of fellowship with fellow Christian women who gather every month to study God's Word and encourage each other.  Since my previous days were riddled with health challenges and work, my mind has been telling me to ask someone else to speak at the gathering.  I am sure someone would have been willing, but I made a promise with my King that as long as I am able,  I will not miss this monthly teaching opportunity for any reason other than if I really am unable to talk, walk, or breathe.   When I wo


# MY_APOLOGIES BUT #NO_TO_STRESS When it rains it pours, they say, and it's true. I got rained on by too much negativity today. I am not making excuses, it is just that when you start feeling a tightness in your heart and you can barely catch a breath, you feel like at any moment, you'll start seeing your whole life in 4x5 frames just like how people say it happens when you're about to leave this reality. I'm telling you, it can really get to you. I have been getting harassed by text messages from a store in town demanding that I pay for a product that I have already settled a long time ago. Like I received lots of anger-inducing messages in the last few months and I and others have told them again and again to check their records because an auditor already came and made comparisons with my receipts and their receipts at sinabi pa niya na okay na, cleared na ako. Pero text pa rin sila ng text at paliwanag naman ako ng paliwanag ng katakot-takot. Tapos kanina ay nagte

of gods and idols

#RANTS #MCAI   So when I heard that GMA was doing a reimagination of Rizal's Noli Me Tangere, I binge-watched the whole thing (ep1-15)  and saw each succeeding episode daily thereafter. It has been mostly fun until it wasn't, at least for me.  I feel like the showrunners are bowing down too much to the pressure of fans.  I don't care much about the ships, in fact anyone can end up with anywho and I'd be fine with it, even happy, although if I am honest, I do not see/feel/hear any chemistry between the book Ibarra and the book MC as acted in the series; heck there is even more chemistry between the two Maria Claras when they are together in a scene compared to the supposed couple.  The chemistry between Klay and Fidel is undeniable, yes. Yet the chemistry between Klay and Ibarra is definitely palpable.  I wonder if this was done deliberately, na sinadya nilang walang chemistry si Dennis at Julie Anne? Like do you feel anything when they call each other "


The week that led up to the checking of Psalms for a language in the coastal town of Isabela has been unbelievably tight. Add to it the 2 weeks of checking while managing an ongoing house construction, two meetings with bosses and colleagues, hearing a news about a good friend having a stroke_ and the stress of it all seemed to have done me in.  For the last three nights, the heart acted up again, with its scary chest tightness, and the chest pain of course came with its sparring partner, hypertension. I have been trying to get my blood pressure to a safe level the last two days, but until now, I still feel like the scalp on the back of my head is being pulled off and my skull feels like it is being squeezed too tight.  We truly praise God that we were finally able to complete the translation checking that had been in the works for the last few months.  Due to unforeseen circumstances such as sickness among the translators, schedules that can't be synched, distance betw


I am of the mind that in His grace and mercy, God almost never give us what we deserve, as in I deserve judgment for my sins, but I got His love, forgiveness and free salvation instead; I don't deserve that mercy but He gave it anyway.  However,  I believe that sometimes, when I am not ready for something great, when I am too blind to see the good laid out right before me, or when I refuse to acknowledge God's intended blessing for me, or when I am too bullheaded to recognize that which is for my own good, and instead choose my own way, THEN He lets me have what I truly deserved... which could be not necessarily harmful or evil, but could sometimes be just a 'whatever'... a status quo...  At other times though, what I deserve could be totally detrimental to me, and God may let me have it just so I'd realize that I erred big time. The problem with this, when God lets me have what I deserve because I so desired it and might have even done ungoldly things t