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Tuesday, 20 November 2007

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    Japanimation
    By Yakitate Japan: Yakitate 9 V.4
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    In the spirit of near graduation: Excellence is...

    ...bringing your finest.

       There was a woman who went to be with the church. She brought along her son. Earlier in the day, she woke up and thought to her self, "Sheesh! All my hair's falling out." She tries to brush what remains of it, and tries to style it to hide evidences of the unsuccessful treatments that ate up her bank account. Alas, to no avail, she covers it up with some cloth. She kisses her son a good morning. That's breakfast. The little boy knows. He hugs his mom back. That's lunch for both of them.

       Nearing the church door, mom reaches out to two round metals she's been warming in her pocket since the long walk from home. Mom and son were welcomed by the offering box. Unexpectedly, it feels quite welcoming for them. She jinggles the bronze coins in her hands for the last time. She looks at her son like they're going to meet Santa, and with all joy and excitement, they drop the warm pieces of bronze in the offering box. They enter in, being welcomed by family, and worshipped their God like a grand harvest feast.

       God is looking for people who will not worship him in music, skill, and wealth. He looks for people who worships him in spirit and in truth, with their real lives which are within and beyond the walls of where the church congregates.

       "There are many people extremely gifted in song and music [and skill and resources], who count on their gift rather than on their heart [for God]. On the other hand, there are countelss people who cannot sing or play in note of music but are extravagant and excellent worshippers." - D.Zchech

    Bring your finest.

Saturday, 13 October 2007

Saturday, 29 September 2007

  • Something not luma, something bago.

    WARNING: This blog was written with occasional dancing and head-banging to Toby Mac's Ignition and Boomin' from his latest album Portable Sounds, hence the Taglish style.

     

       Lately I have been subscribed with a series of hurting blogs from people in my blog list. It made me worry a bit. Nakakabasa ako ng mga hinaing (mas-harsh: reklamo) mula sa mga naloko, nagoyo, walang pera, iniwan ng best friend, bumagsak sa exam, feeling empty, nagse-self-pity, nasaktan sa sinabi ng iba, na-offend, napikon, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. But I saw a common denominator among these hurting entries. Every entry that received a comment got the you-are-not-alone in the world. So that means, someone in the exact planet in which you reside, has had that same thing happening to his or her life. Hmm… It reminds me of a verse in the Bible which said something like… um… you are experiencing what is only common to man… or… your brothers (and sisters) somewhere else is also experiencing that same exact thing… something like that.

     

       Now the worry I felt made me smile a bit… ok… a lot. I just thought, if these have been occurring throughout the world since long time ago, then it should be an old thing… luma, ika nga sa Filipino. Oo nga nooo?! These lies, deception, temptation, and accusations are old, boring techniques from a being who has a friggin' lack of creativity. Laos, bulok at walang originality ang style ni satan. That's how stupid he is. Can't even think of new ways. Ehw.

     

       Being kids of the Almighty who coined stuff like water, stars, comets, gravity, color, seasons, friendship, love, passion, and other things yet to be seen and discovered… where was I? Oh yes. Being kids of the only God who coined creativity, we should be able to recognize something we are not. When we hear a lie, or an accusation, or deception, or feel temptation, please be reminded, of who you are. Feeling alone? The Bible says there is a friend who sticks closer than a brotha. Got no cash? You Father says "[I] have plans to prosper you" and "...Iam ready to throw open the floodgates of heaven... " Feel like it's the end for you? God has "come that you may breathe NEW life!" And He does all those in new and amazing, never imaginable ways every day, for every kind of His diverse kids scattered throughout the complex sphere of earth, wind, water, and fire, which by the way Siya din ang gumawa. Haha. Astig no? Kaya sa bawat pagkakataon na tingin mo, parang nasasabi mong, "Teka, nangyari na 'to sa akin (or sa kilala ko) dati ah!", sana mabatid mong hindi ka na puedeng maloko sa pagkakataong ito. Think creative. After all, you were extravagantly, creatively made like crazeh!

Tuesday, 18 September 2007

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    The Heavenly Man
    By Paul Hattaway, Brother Yun
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    the prodigal dad (a short story)

    Once there was a father who had sons, no daughters. He said to his eldest, "I am leaving now. You are big and strong enough to take care of your brothers." And he went away and left his eldest, three books.

    One day, the eldest said, "How do I take care of my brothers without dad?" And he opened the first book. It had an orange and blue cover on it. It read, "…teach them to obey God's commands, show them from what is right and wrong." And the eldest son did.

    On another day, the eldest son heard people talking bad about the father. They said, "He just left them without a word! He never even called back to check on his kids!" So the eldest thought, "They could be right. In fact, they have a point." Then he came across something on the second book. It had a bright yellow and orange cover, and it was much thicker than the first one. The author called it The Message. In The Message, the son read, "Honor your father…" And he did his best to do so. In fact he thought, "Dad's got a lot of people hating him. The least thing he needs is another person to hate him. I think I'll add to the few people who would still love him no matter what."

    On another day, the eldest son read the third book. It had a calming blue cover with the face of an Asian man on it. The eldest son read about a man traveling distances, running away for his life and being separated from his family for pursuing the purposes of God. And the son remembered his father. So he took out his sheets and pen. He wrote,

    "Dear dad, I have read all three books you have left. They helped me a lot raising my brothers. I remember every thing you taught me, and have used it to guide and lead your other sons. Your second eldest is ready to lead the others. I have taught him they way you taught me. Like you, I think I am ready to leave now, go pursue a greater calling as well. So before we completely lose ourselves in whichever direction we both have to take, I would like to see you. I am very eager to give you good news."

    And the letter goes on, "People have been calling you the prodigal father for wasting relationships on who claim to be your friends and family. And every time it is so, I am always tempted to believe it. But it hurts me so bad, that I am compelled to renew a right spirit and honor you.  I pray we do not miss an opportunity to reconcile. You still got a few faithful friends here, though. Reconcile as father and son, and reconcile your testimony. It feels awkward to say, but I eagerly wish to meet with you."

    However, the son did not know where to send it. So he posted the letter along the highway, where people could see and read. Hoping that one of those people who will read it is the traveling father. Now, he waits.

Thursday, 30 August 2007

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    Friends - The Complete Series Collection
    By Friends
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    more than a sitcom

    They were everybody's friends. Joey Tribbiani, Phoebe Buffay, Chandler Bing(!), Monica Geller, Ross Geller, and Rachel Greene. For ten seasons, they stormed the TV's of gazillions of viewers from all around the world. They set the standard in comedy. They set the standard in humor.  They were F.R.I.E.N.D.S. I don't know about you, but to some extent, they set a standard in me about friendship.

    These people do a lot of silly stuff. They get into trouble for some petty thing. But one thing I observed which they did, and i (so far) rarely see among people around me, is that they have a solid and genuine committment to never let each other down. By down, I do not mean disappoint, offend or fail. In fact, they fail and offend each other big time for most of the time. By down, I mean left alone in a corner. They trust each other that if a friend fails the other, the failing ends there and then. Then the strengthening of a friendship begins...again.

    Some find them ideal. Some find them mushy. But hey, I would rather have these people-of-a-kind who accept each other for their quirks, strengths, weaknesses, past and future, because of genuine concern and compassion, not and never a smidgen of malice. Then I ask myself, would I rather be with these people or would I rather be with a Christian like me? It's a tough choice. But wait! Isn't a Christian supposed to be like that? Then there isn't a choice after all.

    I hope that the friendship Christians have and have to offer is the friendship that would also set standards in relationships. I hope that the friendship Christians have and have to offer is the kind that everyone will want to have and want to imitate. I hope that the friendship Christians have and have to offer is the kind of friendship that will not only last for ten seasons, but will last until their ultimate Best Friend returns.

    Matthew 5:16 says "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven." (New King James Version)

    Yeah.

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