Someone Worth Dying For

For this point in time, if I may say, one of the greatest killer of a human spirit is the feeling of being alone. It's not the type of being alone literally in the flesh, but the feeling of being alone.

It's the feeling of being alone in braving life's endeavors, so to speak. It is the kind of feeling that kills, that discourages, that steals away life, joy and pep. 

All of us have been there. You know it. I know it. All of us has a story to tell.

I can't speak for the rest, but, comfort I believe comes with the knowing that someone sees, someone cares and someone knows

~ our past 
~ our present 
~ our future

yet still, that Someone continues to love us anyway.

"Hey, you must have been a mess, but, I'll keep on loving you because you're worth it. You're just so worth it."

"Meeting ends of the rope must have been very difficult. Big or small, name it, if it matters to you, it matters to Me, too."

"You are worth living for and more so, 

you are worth dying for."

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We are seen. We are known. We are loved. We didn't earn it. We just need to believe it. 

Jesus help us believe that we are someone worth dying for.

Just Dashing Out

Oh, my! How I've been wanting to post... but I'm just in to a whirlwind of surprises:

Deadlines
Inherited backlogs
Programs to adapt
Softwares to learn
Reports to update
etc., etc., etc.

So, pretty much my life has been running in a speed of light. But the relief comes when one by one I see

Done. Done. Done

written beside each one. I simply can't wait for the last one! 

Every time I pause or take a break, this I say to myself:

I will choose to respond, not react.

It is all a matter of attitude, really. 

I still have a lot of things to say, and a lot of pending posts in my head. Don't worry, they will be on their way. My life is just in a hurry recently. 

Bye for now. Gotta dash. :)

Status Speaks

For the past few weeks, I never had that moment, that groove, to write on my blog. Though my mind in its own right was already writing, but my fingertips weren't willing to do it. The busy days, the week-long fluctuating internet connection and those nerve-wracking, sudden deadlines seemed to squeeze in all together. 

ALL. AT. ONCE.

Imagine that.

There were times I felt I was already at the end of my rope. Tired and weary. Plain and gloomy. But I knew I just needed to calm down.

From time to time, I needed to be creative how to ease out and breathe in between demands, tensions and mood swings. I sigh. I pause. I close my eyes. I pray.

My writing, my stitching, my reading and cleaning I greatly miss. I miss the simplicity of life. But above all these, still there is a good thing:

Things aren't like this all the time. This too, shall pass. This is but for a moment. As a comfort, everyday, I can say:

Today is better than yesterday.

With this, I thank the Lord, whose grace is sufficient in each and every situation. Not just for me, but also for those who can relate with stress and struggles that are common to man.

Also, with this kind of moment, I have learned to appreciate those lines, those Scriptures that I had posted on my social network page. They may just be quoted, 'copied & pasted' but, these were brought to memory, read again, meditated and whoa! it had spoken a lot ~ to me. So new. So fresh, like it was it was my first time to read 'em. I hope, it will do the same to you, too.

Hence, the status.

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Posted this while on a long land trip. Simply tired of almost every thing, with no one to talk to about the innermost things I am dealing with:

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Posted this 2 days after a very bad, vivid, patterned dream. Felt there's no safe place for me out there. 

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Posted this while having the feeling of just being stuck to where I am. Is there something more to hope for, or this is already 'it'? :

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Posted this while having that wishful thinking that God is tangible, and that I can just talk to him, while having a cup of coffee with him. But, it's okay. He can hear me, anyway.

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Posted this when I felt very much like crying. Oh, comfort, where art thou?

And on, and on, and on...

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My status messages can speak on and can get longer in time as I continue to brave out this life. And before I make the attempt to post all the others, to this I will close, the prayer I know I will always say:

"Lord, I need You more today than I did yesterday. Then tomorrow I will be saying the same. I simply mean I need You, Lord more and more each day."

If to this you agree, you can whisper and say with me,

Amen.

Let me end with this: The Lord doesn't promise to give us something to take so we can handle our weary moments. He promises us Himself. That is all. And that is enough. ~ Charles Swindoll

To This I Will Return

It's been a year that I took the time to smell the flowers. I am thankful yet again for this opportunity to return to the place where I did that.

The pictures this time don't have so much flowers in them but its serenity simply take the breath out of me. I can't wait to step in its soil again.

To this I will return. Full of hopes. Full of prayers. Full of dreams.
Time to serve God's people & children again.

On my return, I am hoping I will be faithful to pen the stories.

I will see you then. :)

On Salt, Pepper & Bear Hugs

For quite a while, things feel plain, lifeless, tasteless. I had that stop and stare moments while processing thoughts about what seemed bland:




The person.
The situation.
The unspoken intuition.


For quite a while, I am having this wishful thinking that things are as easy to change or turn around ... as putting salt & pepper to a tasteless dish.




For quite a while, too, I am hoping to own teddy bears as big or bigger than me, with hopes that they are alive, and gentle, and tender, and loving...

... that when you hug them and you happen to cry, they won't ask you why. They'll just hug you back and will not cause harm to an already weary heart.

"I know it has been difficult, but someday, it will be okay."

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