What to do with your Burdens

I have been feeling so low lately. I have a burden which I usually share with my husband. But since he is gone, I have no one to share this with. I just cry alone at home, read and browse the internet, read all the inspirational words that I can find, and do my usual chores at home. Funny how my family and friends see that I am always okay. They say I handle my problems well. If they just know how I cry inside my room….

This afternoon, while still feeling depressed, I saw a post in my Google+ home page from Maria Pena. It says,

“The Courage to Keep Going
Do you want to give up on your marriage, job, children, financial situation, or other personal struggle? We often feel tempted to quit when we’re in the middle of such difficult circumstances, but giving up is not consistent with who we are as followers of Jesus Christ. In this message, Dr. Stanley shares how the apostle Paul is a perfect example of someone who never gave up in spite of persistent difficulty and hardship.”

I felt as though a cold water was poured over me and woke me up. From this, I then went to Dr. Stanley’s radio messages and listened to one of his sermons about “burdens”. God really has his own ways of talking to His children. Sometimes, even if we knew that all must be surrendered to Him, and give Him our full Trust,

And this, is how I handle everything.

Search for His words. God uses someone or something to send a message to you. Open your heart and listen well… Be assured that ….. God Loves You!

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Sunday mornings - DREAM

It's a nice cool Sunday today. The sun hiding behind the clouds. Clouds are heavy, almost wanting to release the rain. Here is another Sunday morning post.

Imagination is so powerful. When you imagine, it sends instructions to the whole universe. Dream. So that you will be inspired everyday to wake up and work your way to your dreams.

When you are single and wants to get married, ask God for it and be specific. Don't just pray, "Lord, I want to marry Piolo Pascual." Just joking. Hehehehe. Be sociable. Attend church and sports activities, or whatever that interests you. Start from there.

Have details because it animates you. Use details to energize and surrender it to God. But don't be attached to your details. God knows what is BEST for you.

And, remember, to dream, not only for material things, but also, dream with your family. Dream that you enjoy your material blessings with the family which is the only reason why you are dreaming!

Start planting your dreams now... WORK, BELIEVE and TRUST.

Sunday mornings

My Sunday mornings are blocked for worship. If I cannot go to church, physically, I watch Christian preachings via live streamings. We are blessed for this technology! Every Sunday, I will try to share with you the teaching of God's word.

It's about Suffering.

• The greater the pullback, the greater the comeback.
• Pullback is in preparation for comeback.
• The harder the fall, the higher you bounce.
• Sometimes, it takes a painful experience to make us change our ways.
• Suffering is temporary, victory is permanent.
• Sufferings teach us to be humble, compassionate, not to be judgemental and prejudiced, and most of all, it teaches us how to love.

As for me, suffering teaches me to be stronger in my faith in God. To hold his hand more tightly and never let go. He will never leave you on any circumstance. Simply because He loves you and He will take care of you. Suffering puts a scar in your heart, and uses it so you can share this lessons to others, without committing the same scar.

Have a Blessed Sunday!

Reminiscing my experience as an Evacuee (Ondoy)

September 2009. That was when Tropical Storm Ondoy (Internationally called "Ketsana") hit Metro Manila, starting at midnight. It was a Saturday and my son's school had make up classes on that day. But at 10 a.m., the rain was consistently strong since midnight, non-stop. I called the school and learned that classes had already been suspended. The flood is knee-deep already. He was looking for possible ways to get home, walking and trying to ride public transportation, but no vehicle can pass through most of the roads! I was working at home and texting him. Till I saw that the houses which are down on our street are submerged in the flood till the first floor, I already panicked! I immediately decided to get to where my son was. My husband was sick and had wounds so he cannot accompany me. My brother in law went with me. Wherever we go, we cannot find a street without chest-deep flood. We tried and walked and walked but to no avail. I decided to brave the raging flood and crossed the street so we can get to my son. It was a blessing that the barangay rescue team near the school is helping everyone stranded. Until now, I am having a hard time putting words from this experience. I have to stop and take a deep breath just remembering that day......

We were asked to hold on to a big rope tied to two big trucks in order to cross the street because of the heavy current of the water, where my son's school was. As advised by the rescue team, I have to be at the barangay hall, and just wait for them, the rescue and my brother in law to get my son. My son was already stepping on top of a food kiosk and he is already submerged in flood till his knee. Imagine if he isn't on top of that food kiosk! Meaning, the flood is almost  5 feet deep! Not to mention the flood's current, since it was just near a river. We are constantly texting. He gave me his exact location and the rescuer, with my brother in law went to get him. After a few minutes, or hour, I think, they came back WITHOUT my son, and said they cannot pass through the flood. This was when i went hysterical. I told them I will be the one to get my son. My brother in law talked to the rescuers. And after their talk, the rescue team said they will come back and get my son. That was the longest wait i had endured, with all the prayers i can give to God. And at the same time talking to my husband on the cellphone. I can just imagine how he felt on that day, not having a choice but to wait for us at home and pray for my son's safety.

And at around 4 in the afternoon, the rescuer came back, carrying my son on his back, and another rescuer, bringing his school things and his shoes. I almost cried and almost embraced that man, who got my son back. I didn't even knew his name. But i was able to thank him so many times. God is really good. God always answers our prayers!

When i got my son, he was shaking due to the wet school uniform he was wearing. Its good that I brought with me a jacket, which almost got soaked in the flood if I had not raised it above my shoulders when we were crossing the chest-deep flood. He was very hungry. His last meal was the breakfast he ate at home, before leaving for school.  And the barangay team, was there to HELP us in all our needs. I see them as our angels. They gave us dry clothes and food to eat. I vividly remember my son, eating like he has not eaten in days. He ate his, and my share of rice and corned beef. Those people that helped us, has a really big big heart, specially the rescuers. God is so good, He sent them to us. I'm crying now as I recall every little thing that happened on that day. It's like a movie, replaying on my mind. Though I didn't knew all their names, I am always, until now, praying for them. That life will be good to them, and that God pour His blessings upon them.

We spent the whole night on that evacuation center/barangay hall, since all the streets are still flooded. At 4 in the morning, the barangay vehicle slowly sent some of the evacuees home. And we were safely home by that time. Again, God is really good and He will never never leave you. Just TRUST him.

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