Posts Tagged ‘Faith’

September came and went like lightning,  a dry September if you ask me because the days were just like summer, so hot with  thunderstorms in the late afternoon or early evening. I can’t recall any particular event worth-remembering except Nissa’s birthday and having Nate around over the weekend.  And yes, the endless gardening task  trimming the grass, deadheading my Gardenia and Crossandra  and replanting some Ruellias. Gardening is sometimes a bit boring if you have to wake up early in the morning while the sun is still in slumber. It gets too hot even at seven in the morning.

October started with early morning drizzle then at exactly 3 o’clock this afternoon, the heavy downpour drenched our garden and our garage. Manila Water chose to replace our water meter today (of all days) and according to the contractors, they replace water meters every five years. The new gate valve has to be connected to our existing water line, bringing in a spray of mud and water that reached our car. The pressure was too strong.  The rain has stopped a while ago but they haven’t cemented yet the concrete that they have to break up  earlier to change the meter.  There is a storm coming although we are not in its direct path but it would surely bring monsoon rains until early Saturday morning.  What a start for a new month.

Still and all, I welcome October with joy and anticipation. It is my birth month after all. I am always thankful for all the graces and blessings  that came and will come my way. It is a celebration of another year ahead, a celebration of life, a celebration of  joys and pains that give life its meaning.  Even in times of adversity, even when we feel sometimes that we are alone in this world, it is always a blessing to feel that inner strength, that unshakable faith that all would be well in the end. We learn through tears (sometimes) and we embrace gladness in our hearts. Growing old has its rewards.

Happy new month. a blessed October to all!

Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose. – BT Bradford (Hidden)

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I have followed Pope Francis’ trip to the United States via  Vatican Radio and CNA (Catholic News Agency). I am grateful for his inspiring words. Yes, I am grateful too for the many blessings. Here’s a partial text  of Pope Francis’s address during Vespers at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City, a beautiful message that truly inspires and touches the heart:

Joy springs from a grateful heart. Truly, we have received much, so many graces, so many blessings, and we rejoice in this. It will do us good to think back on our lives with the grace of remembrance.

Remembrance of when we were first called, remembrance of the road travelled, remembrance of graces received… and, above all, remembrance of our encounter with Jesus Christ so often along the way.

Remembrance of the amazement which our encounter with Jesus Christ awakens in our hearts. To seek the grace of remembrance so as to grow in the spirit of gratitude. Perhaps we need to ask ourselves: are we good at counting our blessings?


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Ad Jesum per Mariam! To Jesus through Mary!

If there is one event in the Catholic calendar that we all love to celebrate, it’s Mama Mary’s birthday. And for those who think that we worship Mama Mary, WE DON’T but we honor her. We see motherly love, goodness and gentleness in Mama Mary.

And here’s a lovely picture and message posted earlier at our Catholic site, the Apostles Filipino Catholic Community (AFCC).

Mama Mary1


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One thing I learned early in life is that of never giving up. Dreams are for those people who believe that they come true, right?

When I started blogging almost six years ago, I was in a quandary on how to make it interesting and worth-reading but my main aim was just to share my journey, touch other people’s  lives (quite ambitious) and helping them cope with  a life-threatening ailment that I  never expected to happen. I just sought for a venue where I could lighten the burden through writing, staying anonymous but letting other bloggers find it through its own merit. My first followers were fellow sojourners, seeking an end to a painful reality, wishing that the journey is not that heavy to traverse and that the long road may not be that treacherous  and perilous.

Never give up.

Three little words but have a powerful message.  Do you remember that beautiful book  entitled Hope For The Flowers by Trina Paulus?  It’s a children’s book, a fable actually and you can read it in less than an hour but the message of hope abounds. There is more to life than eating leaves and being a butterfly. The struggle to climb at the top of the heap might seem impossible but it can be done, like life itself.

Never lose hope.

I cling to that lovely image in my heart, hoping for the best always, believing in God’s words that He is there in the long journey with me, holding my hand. Dreams never end and hey, they do come true.

(just reposting this here, my 1st entry to my new blog)

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The wind whispers a sad song you haven’t heard for so long.

There are no rules in finding happiness. There are just those moments that shine – they make you laugh, they make you smile and sometimes, just sometimes, they make you cry.

You write your own story as you struggle through. The dash seems a little too long and the comma seems misplaced. The chapters are not synchronized.

Life is hard, you say?

It is  – the difference lies between a smile and a frown. Live life the way it’s meant to be. go on and make your own journey. Questions have no answers at times but when you learn to let go, everything falls into place.

Then you’ll find peace.

Listen to the whispers of the wind. It has changed course and is now singing a different tune.





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"The risen Christ is celebrated in every opened flower, in every beam of nourishing sunlight, in every humble patch of green beneath our feet."

“The risen Christ is celebrated in every opened flower, in every beam of nourishing sunlight, in every humble patch of green beneath our feet.”

A blessed and meaningful Easter to all!

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We have just been told that today, April 1 is the official start  of  summer. It’s funny really since here we are, a little anxious about a coming typhoon which reports say would be a really strong one. I am keeping my fingers crossed that when it reach Philippine shores it would weaken and let us enjoy the weekend. Easter Triduum will start tomorrow and there is Easter Sunday to really look forward to. This morning my son asked me if we will be able to do our annual Visita Iglesia  as we planned. I told him that if the weather gets really worse, we could just visit our Parish and  do our Fourteen Stations of the Cross there. What is important is to spend  our time in prayer, do our own reflections and remember that this is the most important occasion in celebrating our faith as Catholics. Time to reflect, time to give thanks, time to celebrate God’s overflowing graces. I remember a Lenten recollection I attended a year ago and the priest asked the participants what is their favorite passage in the Bible and most of us had the same thoughts and remembered these words:

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish  but have eternal life.  – John 3:16

This is the message that the season of Lent brings. Pope Francis in his 2015 message for the Holy Lent reminded us to ask the Lord: “Make our hearts like yours”, a heart which is firm and merciful, attentive and generous, a heart which is not closed, indifferent or prey to the globalization of indifference.


It’s stuck in my head again. Every time April comes, I remember it.  And I sing, silently. My April dreams sometimes are just that, dreams and longings, pleasant thoughts that slowly unravel and envelope me in the comfort of tears. Oh yes, you might wonder, I cry when I am happy. Over the years, silence has become a friend, a friend I seek and welcome.  I need not speak of my thoughts (the words would not  come anyway) but silence is there waiting for me to break into a song.

♫♪♫Little did we know

Where the road would lead

Here we are a million miles away from the past

Travelin’ so fast now There’s no turning back

If our sweet April dream doesn’t last♫♪♪

Here comes April and summer memories.

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