I am sorry for my sins.
Forgive me for every cuss words that I have uttered, for every malice filled coversation that I had, and placing my name first above yours.
Thank you for giving me strength, for giving me the chance to celebrate life everyday. Thank you for my husband and my babies. Thank you for my family, friends and enemies. Thank you for keeping us safe all the time.
I pray Lord God for peace. Peace in my heart and peace to the whole wide world. I pray for strength to wake up each day with a smile. I pray for patience Oh Lord. I pray for good health and good relationship for our family and extended family, friends and enemies alike.
I pray Papa God that You continue to live in our hearts. That Your unending love and blessings be with us always.
Thank you Mama Mary for giving us your son.
I love you Lord and goodnight.
There is no more words to be said for another senseless killing.
As a mother, I can never imagine the pain let alone the reality that there will be no more hugs and kisses from your little one.
I can only offer my prayer for all the victims of this tragedy.
My dad is gone from this world for 5 years now but still there are no words that can console me. Time does not heal wounds, it only lessens its intensity.
To everybody affected, you are not alone. The world is behind you in your grief. Praying that God give you more strength. Hold on to your faith. Pray and believe.
To God be the glory!
My mother’s phone is not ringing so is my sister’s.
And all I can do is PRAY. And write.
Nature is synonymous with God. They are one. HE commands all things.
Our ancestral home is made of wood. A typical Filipino house. And it is typhoon signal #3.
Kibawe is in the Province of Bukidnon, a landlocked province. As far as I know and the history says so, our province was never been hit by a typhoon. Ever!
And that’s why I worry. I have observed and been in a typhoon back in my university days in Manila, Philippines and no matter how or what category it is, it is pretty scary. And our ancestral home is made of wood.
Ancestral home is as old as our eldest sister, 40plus years. Signal #3, a house made of wood, a 40plus year old wood and I am at a loss for words.
I cannot even begin how to describe what I feel right now. I have been trolling the net for any news at all but due to the winds, power lines been knocked down, internet is down, cellular signals gone kaput.
All I can do is pray. Pray hard.
I prayed hard and write things down to relieve my worries. Praying that the Person up there would somehow relent and lower down the winds.
I am scared for my mom, my siblings, my community, my entire island of Mindanao.
THY WILL BE DONE O LORD GOD AND PRAISE BE TO YOUR HOLY NAME!!!
Link on typhoon status. As reported on CNN.
Woke up with the rain on the window glass. Great! Just great!
Our weather is one big rollercoaster ride. We’ve seen a couple of days of winter like conditions and today is another thing altogether.
The constant weather change drives me crazy. Planning trips outside becomes an ordeal not really knowing what to expect the next day. There are days that the weather men got it right but there are also days that they are wrong, very very wrong.
It has become my habit of checking the weather for the next day before I go to bed so I can plan ahead on what time can we go out and where are we going. Since we live on a low rise apartment building, there is no really dedicated play area for kids so we have to go out in a nearby park to play that mostly caters to toddlers and babies.
Back to the weather, it caused us a family day today. Husband and kiddos were unable to go to church as it was pouring. When we have decided that mama will just go to church by herself, the rain tapered off to a drizzle. Uhm, thank you.
Anyway, going to church by myself is something that I cherished before when I was single but today, it was an eye opener. Without my babies and my husband with me, I felt so lonely and my arms so empty. I pretty much wants to go home but the mass has just barely begun.
If you’ve seen a person just bowing her head the entire time, that probably is me.
So as mass nearing its end, I queued up near the door and just stand there to wait for the final blessings. I can go home ahead of the final blessing but apparently going to mass not listening or waiting for the final blessing is like eating without having a drink of water or soda at the end of the meal. Still I ended up being the first out of the church, right behind the priest on his recessional.
Out I go and the rain’s back.
But as what we always say, every little thing is a blessing, so I guess it is God’s way of reminding people that rain must not be an excuse to not go attend mass.
I have been suffering from lack of sleep. Gritty eyes, pounding headaches, muscle spasms and just plain uncontrollable urge to close my eyes.
But I cannot and will not.
I sleep sporadically. Hence it is playing havoc with my system. I should be in dreamland by now but here I am holding my trusty phone writing the night away.
I had an hour nap late this afternoon and an hour nap again when i’ve put my babies to bed. Two of my siblings have sent me emails already to shut it and sleep.
But I can’t so I browsed through my phone’s photo gallery and 2 images caught my attention.
We are but humans and part of our make up is to feel emotions. To love, to hate, to worry. I have my share of “worries” and try very hard to stop myself from doing so. I can say God will take care of everything but that little cynic in my brain would say that God gave you free will to work things out. And I conclude that it must not negate each thought as I can merge them to have me say that God gave me free will to work things out with my faith and HIS guidance.
Today might be gloomy and dark and the next day thereafter but a day will come that ray of sunshine will pass through that dark ominous cloud.
I know, I have been there!
images credited to instagod_ on Instagram.
Life is too precious to dwell on the negative stuff. Affirmation and recognition are some of the ingredients on having a wonderful life. No matter how crazy a day is, having 2 beautiful human beings, breathing, giggling is more than enough to give me courage to stand up and be a mom. Let us be kind to each other. Spread love and give thanks.