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What’s nice about Sunday is you can relax to your heart’s desire.

I wake up early during Sundays so we could attend the 6:30 am mass at the town proper.  I prepare breakfast first before leaving the house.  When I am not in the mood to cook lunch or dinner, we just order from outside.  One thing I do like about Sundays is that I am not obliged to labor near the stove…haha!  After watering the plants and cleaning the house, I am free to read  or make an advance post here but making advance posts seldom happens nowadays. Oh, I get lazy too thinking of what to write about. Not all days are inspiring ones.

Our Lady of Light Parish is busy preparing for the Canonical Coronation of the Blessed  Virgin Mary. The Patroness of Cainta will be crowned on December 1, 2018 after  receiving the Papal Bull more than a month ago. We celebrate our town fiesta every December 1, the official feast Our Lady of  Light.  Looking forward to the event.

I am done with 28 books since January 1, 28% of my Goodreads reading challenge. I am presently on my 29th book entitled  In the Midst of  Winter by Isabel  Allende.  Allende is a Chilean-American writer. The book  speaks of life and growing old.  This is just my second book of her although I have another one on my TBR list called  The Japanese Lover which is set during  WWII.  Come  Holy Week, I would have to stop reading fictions and memoirs and concentrate instead on my inspirational books by St. Therese, Henri Nouwen, and Thomas Merton. They are my reading companions during Lent.  I am in charge of posting the daily Gospel readings on our web page, a very helpful task for my spiritual growth.

Our friendly neighbor  came by a while ago bringing  with him a pot of a red  Shanghai Beauty. It would be a lovely partner to my pink ones. They are good planted as borders. My  bottle gourds are  doing nicely. I planted them from seeds two weeks ago. Josef and I made  additional trellis on top of the existing one at the back of the house.  It is really nice to see  them all – the tomato seedlings, eggplant, Thai chilli, okra and water spinach. Even are jackfruit trees are bearing small fruits again. Looking forward to harvesting them in a few months. The fulfillment one gets from gardening, so priceless.

Dance in the rhythm of life.

Happy  Sunday everyone!

 

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“We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine”

I am having a LSS. Yesterday this song was played on Spotify  We  used  Josef’s Bose sound link mini. Imagine three voices blending with this chorus, Nate’s childish almost shouting voice, Nissa’s  lovely voice and mine.

While we were at church today, I remember Nate changing the word “yellow” into gold, green and red whichever took his fancy.The three of us were laughing while the song was being played.  Ah,  the joys of having them around. Listening to the Beatles brings back memories too, good old memories of my childhood.

Earlier in the mass today,  Josef commented that the homily was brief, all of ten minutes. I told him that it was  Pope Francis’ directive to limit delivering homilies in ten minutes.  Pope Francis said the homily “is not a casual discourse, nor a conference or a lesson,” but is rather a way of resuming “that dialogue which has already been opened between the Lord and his people, so that it finds fulfillment in life.”

I really don’t mind a long homily if it has an inspiring content, if it does not lack focus and it is direct to the point. I’d rather listen to practical applications based on the Gospel than something repetitive, sometimes even to the point of quoting some parts of the Gospel just read.  When a priest has delivered the “meat” of his homily in ten minutes flat, that is wonderful. “Please,” he said, “be brief…no more than 10 minutes, please!”  For two masses now since February 7 when Pope Francis touched on this topic, I listened to brief but inspiring homilies. I remember Fr. Lovell  telling me before what they have learned in Homiletics, a seven-minute homily is enough.

Have a good  Sunday everyone! Let us start the week with a smile 🙂

 

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The sky is dotted with grey clouds. I can’t understand this kind of weather. It’s been raining on and off since the start of December. There are times when one o’clock  in the afternoon looks like six in the  evening. That’s how dark it goes sometimes.

It’s been raining since noon today, that kind that stays for a few hours and you won’t want to get out of the house. Nursing your coffee mug, trying to start another  suspense thriller on your tab.  One feels a little lazy  and lethargic.

Three days ago, I found a copy of Paula Hawkins’s second book called Into The Water.  Goodreads  Choice Award 2017 winner under the mystery and thriller category. Back in 2015, her first book The Girl On the Train also won in the same group. I can’t help but compare  her second book to the first one. I actually gave them both three-stars but I like the first one better.  I got confused at first while reading the first few chapters of Into The Water. So many characters,   it’s a compelling read though – mysterious, eerie and full of suspense. I didn’t expect the ending.  I just started on the  Missing Child by Patricia  MacDonald. It’s my first book of this particular author, another suspense and  mystery thriller. The first few chapters are fast-paced, that kind that you would want to pick up again after setting it aside for an hour or two.  It is my 199th read on Goodreads this year. I finished my 150-book challenge  2017 the last week of October and continued on. So many books, so many stories to read, so many talented authors to discover. I guess this is the year that I  found so many authors but they were  not in my bucket list.  Mary Oliver’s poems come in handy when I am feeling low. I always find her works so uplifting.  I wish I could find some of her books here. I think National Book Store does not carry this author. I do read some of her works online though.

Books are the easiest companions you can ever have, they don’t complain, they don’t get mad, they just wait in a corner until you  have the time to hold them again.

What have you been reading lately?

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There is a soft breeze

making the curtains dance

And our dog Noki

is gently snoring at my feet.

What a blessed day.

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Believe it, it’s Sunday again and it’s like it was only yesterday when Nate and I were busy being crazy together.

Do you believe that faith is a choice?

Early this morning, the homily was about faith and choices. There is this story of a man traveling in a secluded place when he lost the brakes of his car. He catapulted to a ravine and the car went down the ridge with him hanging in a tree branch. It was dark and he could not see anything.  He prayed that his life be spared because he was not ready to die. He shouted for help but nobody came.  He noticed that he was being shackled by his shirt which was hanging from the tree. He prayed again fervently that someone helps him in his predicament. Then he heard a voice that said, “Jump and I will catch you.” But out of fear, he stayed and didn’t. The following day, some people found him hanging still, lifeless.  They looked at the road down, it was only a meter from where the man was. Because of fear, he died. Just imagine if he jumped, there was a possibility that he was saved.

Most of the time in our lives, we have to make choices. They may not be the best,  or it may not be the best choice we had to make but we believe in it.

Faith.

Never lose that faith.  Never lose that belief that somehow that One up there would never forsake us. Do not waver in your faith.  I remember a book I read before of Mitch Albom called Have A Little Faith. This book taught me so many things.  Our journeys in life are not always that smooth. We keep on believing that it would be one long ride of faith and courage.

Have a blessed week ahead.

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A friend once said, “time does not walk, it runs”.

Yes, time flies! And before we know it, the month of May will be gone.  Time does not tarry, it just goes on. Yesterday was another lovely day of celebrating. We opted to eat out for lunch to celebrate Mother’s Day a week after. It was the only time Nissa’s family was available.  How nice to dine at Savory Restaurant after almost three decades of  going in one of their branches.  They have a new branch at SM East Ortigas Mall so we tried it. The price of  the food is still reasonable after all these years.

I discovered this lovely quaint shop called Miniso, a Japanese store. It’s one of Nissa’s favorite stores.  It has been there since SM Ortigas opened last December but I didn’t notice or maybe it’s because I  seldom go window shopping. They have skin care and beauty products, food and drinks, kikay kits, hair accessories, jewelries, head phones, phone holders, keyboards, clothing etc. You name those small things dear to a woman’s heart and they are all displayed there. They have more than a thousand branches worldwide since they opened back in 2013. I told Nissa that one of these days, I would go back. I bought a face mask, so different from the ones I usually buy at Mercury drug stores. You can even choose a design to your  liking.  I don’t go out without face mask on. The air in Metro Manila is not safe and healthy. Pollution from cars, buses, jeepneys and what have you are things you encounter if you are a daily commuter.

It was also one of those weekends that I was inspired again to bake cookies. I made a whole lot of chocolate raisin cookies. Nate said it was yummy. I reduced the sugar by half since the raisins and chocolate baking bits are  already sweet.  We still have some left, just perfect for those cups of tea or coffee.

The joy of discovery, the joy of baking, the joy of bonding with family….another priceless weekend.

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He repeatedly said during his homily, “for every success of a man, there is a mother behind”.  It was the essence of Fr. JP’s homily early this morning.  He gave  special blessings to all mothers who attended the mass today.

There was this boy who came home crying. At the gate, his mother asked what happened.  He said that he didn’t want to go to school anymore. His mother assured him that she’ll teach him at home. He was principally educated at home by his mom who was a teacher.  He became a world-famous figure. He was the most prolific inventor in American  history and amassed a record of more than 1,000 patents  in different fields. He is Thomas  Alba Edison.

For every success of a man, there is a mother behind. May I repeat that? For every success of a man, there is a loving mother behind.  She is the one who motivates a child to become someone, she patiently teaches values  and instill those good manners to her children. We seldom see a mom who is not that concerned with her growing up kids. Once you embrace motherhood, I think that’s a given.

Over the years, the celebration of Mother’s Day, just like Christmas has been commercialized. Fancy those department stores brandishing their wares to vulnerable shoppers  during Mother’s Day. Gifts are lovely but of course but it is not only during Mother’s Day that we should show our love for our mothers.  Every day, we have the opportunity to love them and think of them always. We are lucky if we still have our moms around. We are blessed if we could still talk to each other and share important events in our lives. No matter how commercialized the occasion has become, I think most mothers would still want to celebrate it and be recognized in their efforts to care, teach and love their children well.

Greet your moms, it’s their special day today.

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