Biyernes, Setyembre 30, 2011

#3 I stop to say thank you Mom and Dad

"The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my Family." - Thomas Jefferson

A group of people affiliated by consanguinity, affinity, or co-residence. The basic social unit consisting of parents and their children, considered as a group, whether dwelling or not. You can read or find many sorts of definitions about families. But a family means more than these and no dictionary in the whole wide world, even the internet could ever define the true value of a family in a person's life.
When you hear the word "Family", what usually comes into your mind? Do you imagine a beautiful home filled with lots of love and laughter? A family sharing meals and exchanging stories at dinner time? Or else gathering around the living room, watching television and bond? Valuing our family especially our parents is very important. Yet due to the modernization of today's generation, reasons like hectic schedules, working overseas and etc. this is no longer completely true. It's the opposite. People less value family these days and that's what I think.
I don't wanna be one of those people 10 years from now. Hoping when that time comes I'll be successful in my chosen profession. And whatever may happens, whoever I'll become I will always value my parents as much as I do now. Wherever I go I want them with me and if that can't be I will always keep in touch. Because for me, my PARENTS serves as my second source of love, support and strength. We are what we are now because of them. The love we've shared makes me strong and wise even in the time of difficulties. The collective strength of the family makes impossible things seem possible. If it wants to remain as one must find time to bond with one another no matter how hectic schedules might be. It is the time spent together that strengthens ties. As the old saying goes “The family that prays together sticks together.” And each member should put God at the center of the relationship. Set time for family devotion in which everyone should be present.
Showing our parents how much we thank and love them doesn’t have to be such an earth-shaking ordeal. Little things mean so much to them. They’ll get the idea from the simplest, but most touching gestures. Like making a picture for them, cooking them a dinner or else writing them a letter or sending them text messages everyday when we’re far from them just like us college students. As of now the best way to show my gratitude to my parents is through being a responsible daughter. Doing all that I can to please them by showing good grades.
After all it really doesn’t matter by how we say I love you and Thank you, but how we show it. Hugs say what no words can.

Miyerkules, Hulyo 6, 2011

#2 Striving...

                  Ever since I was a kid till high school, I really don't read and write a lot. I usually spend my leisure time doing things that would attract my fancy. Like making scrap books, paintings, drawing and stitching. To be honest I read and write only when it's required by our teacher. I do also have my own compositions of poems and essays which were written in my scrap books but not that much. I only have a few of them. Actually I'm a moody person. I read, write and draw when I'm in the mood. That's what I am! And I get rid of myself because of it. I don't wanna be like this anymore! Because obviously having this kind of attitude makes me certified not a good reader and writer.
              I realize now that it's really necessary to practice reading and writing more often because as a college student we're required to read a lot and aside from it we're also required to write. Just like now. We should be a good reader and writer if we desire to achieve a college degree. So as of now, I'm still working on it. I'm doing it step by step. I borrowed books from my friends and already finished some of it. It's really great! It enhances our ability in writing not only that it also give us more knowledge.

Huwebes, Hunyo 16, 2011

#1 My Personal Mission in Life

Sunday third day of the month of April this year, two days after graduation:
                  Daughter: Mom, can I go with my friends? tomorrow?
                       Mother: Why? where were you going?
                       Daughter: Um...we decided to go swimming, to celebrate...
                       Mother: What? again? But we have been gone there just this day? 
                                         Isn't it enough? Aren't you satisfied?    
                       Daughter: But mom...(with a sad and teary look on her eyes)
                                        tomorrow's different. I'm with my friends and probably
                                        this will be the last, I promise. They're all expecting me
                                        to come mom and I don't wanna disappoint them. So
                                        please? (really trying to convince her mother)
                       Mother: No, you're not going anywhere and that's final. Don't try
                                       to insist anymore, okay?..so that's it. Now take a rest you
                                      should be tired.
              The day after.Even though the mother have already made her decision still her daughter went to join her friends in their celebration. She left their house without knowing that her mother was crying. She was surprised by the way her daughter acted to her. It was the first time that she didn't hear her decision and it really made her sad.
                  In the afternoon, she can't fell asleep, her mind still not set, somethings bothering her. She keeps on thinking what's going on with her daughter and can't help it either. So she arose from the bed and while waiting for her daughter to come home, she decided to do the laundry.
                     Neighbor: Oh my God! What happen to her? Is she drank? But
                                      that's impossible! She never was like that!
                Upon hearing these words from her neighbor, her heart suddenly beats faster. And come to see what's happening. Her entire body seems to be frozen. Can't step any of her feet. She was shocked. And after a few seconds she jumped and jumped and shouted HELP, upon seeing her daughter's face so pale and was likely to collapse.

                 I was then poisoned... I was so scared and I really thought that my life would end up there. But I'm so greatfull that it wasn't. God gave me a second chance. It was on the 4th day of April when he gave to me my second life. From then on I have proven to myself that there's nothing impossible with God. Everything has it's own purpose. "A man's life purpose should be sought out, thought out, and wrought out." I have always think of this.
                 "To graduate with flying colors"
                      "To become a professional"
                      "To help my family"
                      "To help our drowning government"
                        ...and so many more
               This are just some of the missions most of us would utter. But do we ever go down deeply? Life does not have to be perfect to be wonderful. We're just thinking of the worldly things. How about our souls? Do we ever think of it? When you die right now? Would you go to heaven? No, you need to be saved, why? Where will lost sinners go? DEATH IS HELL. It is the debt we must all pay. According to Douglas MacArthur "Only those who are fit to live, who are not afraid to die." Yes, it's true!
                  My mission in life is to serve God.
               Good works, good moral, education or even religion these are not the basis. None of this was the key to enter his kingdom. It is our FAITH who can save us. We should turn from doubt to faith.                                              
                      "It is not enough to own a BIBLE; we must read it. It is not enough to read it ; we must let it speak to us ; we must believe it ; It is not enough to believe it ; we must live it." 
                   God provided a way to be saved. He sent Jesus to die, shed blood for us to have eternal life. We should offer our entirety to him. PRAYER, this serves as our sword against our enemies, shield against the stormy billows.                      
                   "It's not the length of your prayers - how long they are ; it's not the arithmetic of your prayers - how many they are ; it's not the poetry of your prayers - how beautiful they are ; it's not the volume of your prayers - how loud they are ; It's the INTENSITY. That's all that counts."
              We should learn to atone, repent and forgive. We pray sincerely to our dear Savior and Redeemer before time comes late "Lord, I'm so sorry for my sins, be merciful to me, a sinner and save me."