Sunday, March 23, 2008

Love Letter on a Good Friday

Good Friday
March 5, 2005


It’s Good Friday of this year’s Holy week and I haven’t yet done anything good or holy for this matter. Am I a bad Roman Catholic? I believe in God, I don’t put His Name in shame, I don’t steal, I haven’t killed anybody, I don’t have a husband yet to exempt me from committing adultery. But how often do I not observed the Sabbath Day and disobeys frequently the 4th commandment in the catholic faith to honor and respect thy mother and father. Who completely does anyway? Not even Jesus in his life of 33 years once hurt his mother Mama Mary by denying her as his mother. At some point in my life I have questioned his existence, His authority, His love, and the idea of sacrificing his son is an absolute hoax thinking that everything and every ideas that surround God’s existence is only a pigments of man’s imagination reflected by their weaknesses to face all the challenges and all their fears. And that God is created out of necessity to be blamed about things that mortal man could not explain.

I think that every child, every confused and wondering child have own series of questions starting from who is God, what is He or She and ends with a question of how God’s Divinity could be proved. Some even asks how many Gods are there but the church, school and in addition to my parent has thought me that there is only One God but they failed to explain and they failed to answer the question Where is He.

Do I even have the right to generalize and say, “Every child”? For in my ignorance and self-deceiving questions, this generalization is illogical and that I am the only one or that only few have queries like this. I could never really pinpoint the exact moment I started to doubt God and His immeasurable mercy. Do you even know that when I put entries on my diary or journal I always start a salutation of “Dear God”? I always talk to God and built a personal relationship with Him and thought that it was strong enough that nothing could break it.. and so I always though until I just woke up with a loosing faith and the relationship I built or the bond I made with Him along with the promise to lay all my concerns to Him had vanished.

What have resulted from turning my back on Him? By believing my reasons and not having faith? Nothing – nothing good. It resulted to a lost feeling, extreme loneliness, depression, self-pity, dilemma and resentment. In time, I have managed to fight and yet again established a stronger and more intimate relationship with God with a firmer faith. And for the fear of eternal damnation and the anticipation of eternal life, is it heaven or hell? Afraid of both, afraid I will not go to heaven and afraid to gnash my teeth in the cold or burn in hell.

It’s Good Friday today, the death of Jesus will once again remind us to repent and ask for forgiveness,

God has already forgiven me, I know.
He HAD by giving YOU to me.. I love You.

Sheena

(a love letter I wrote for him and HIM 3 years ago) :D

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Puppies For Sale

The world is full of people who need someone who understands.

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.

Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."

"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."

The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer.

"I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"

"Sure," said the farmer.

And with that he let out a whistle,” Here, Dolly!" he called.

Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.

As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....

"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.


The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."

With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.

Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."

Sunday, March 16, 2008

A Fairy Tale

hehehe right !

image from my inbox

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Drooling Phase

-------------- > Sinigang na Baboy ----- Strawberry --- --- Tapsilog


------ ---------- > Pineapple --- ---- Lansones ------- Pinuso


------ ----------> Bulalo ------- Dalandan ------ Indian Mango

There. That makes me crave for more......

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Persona non Grata?




You Are 65% Thankful



You are a very thankful person - for both the big and little things in life.

Your optimism is powerful. Getting through hard times is fairly easy for you.




Nah. :D