Friends

What are friends for? Can you live without them? If yes, will you be happy? Fulfilled? Complete? I know life, for most of us, is meaningless and oftentimes redundant-but friends gives you some sort of happiness, fulfills your desire of belonging, of being noticed and loved. A friend, wheter God (ALWAYS!!!!), a family member, a schoolmate, a neighbor, or whatever. They fill the void. If you're really their friend, you persevere to make them happy right? You understand each other. The greatest reward of friendship. You know someone who understands you and appreciates you. Is it not that if you hear critisations from your friend(s), you accept it easily rather than hear it from someone you barely knew. Why is that? Probably because you know that it is the critisation with love of someone who loves you and wants you to change for the better from the best that you are. Ever heard the saying "A friend's eye is a good mirror." It's good right? A friend sees you not like you see yourself. You may take yourself with obvious stuff that most people say to you. Your friend(s) doesn't see that. He sees you as the bestest best being that have ever happened to his life. Finding someone with similar interest(s) as his.
They are their to provide company and to give you a foundation of protection and a feeling of safety with their sheer presence. They are their to guide you and prevent you from wandering the walks of life. They are their to bring color in the every pages of your life. I know just memories of them kind of people makes me smile and say "How could you think that humanity is hopeless? We still have each other. That is more than enough."

lam ko corny pero. . .

excerpt sa "Can This Be Love?"
character #1 to Daisy: "Hay Naku! Kayong mga batang kayo! Bakit niyo ba sinasaktan ang inyong sarili!"
Sagot ko kung kasali ako sa storya: "Kasi po umibig at umiibig kami. Yun lang po ang tanging dahilan kung bakit ang sakit ay dinananas namin. Dahil kung yun lamang ang paraan para dumanas kami ng nawawalang kaligayahan, handa po kaming magdusa."

Keys to my Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

Power Color

Your Power Color Is Indigo

At Your Highest: You are on a fast track to success - and others believe in you. At Your Lowest: You require a lot of attention and praise. In Love: You see people as how you want them to be, not as how they are. How You're Attractive: You're dramatic flair makes others see you as mysterious and romantic. Your Eternal Question: "Does This Work Into My Future Plans?"

What's Your Power Color?

Friends

Can you live without your friends company? I know I can't. I value them (keep repeating this, hope they believe me) terribly. They are the foundation of my sanity. To not have at least 1 would, sooner or later, drive me mad. I don't know why. I just like being with the company of my friends. I know minsan (este, palagi pala) eh pamwisit ako, but you know, some unknown, indecipherable force drives me to make friends. Hopefully developing a relationship so intimate as was with my friends in the country I have fled (because of crap you already know of).
I have noticed my mood when I am not with them. When I haven't talk to them for a day, I feel miserable. My logic is affected and distracted by evil thoughts and schemes so unbearably inhumane. I feel so lonely, so alone. I brand myself "the lonely wolf". I know I'm not as outgoing or as spontaneuos as some of my friends are but the truth is I love their company. Though they may see me as extensively quiet during conversations or feel that I may not really take them seriously (though rarely, mut've misjudged, a common mhuman mistake), they're wrong. SO wrong.
I don't know. I just love the notion of someone being there with you to whom you can share your deepest secret. Someone who wouldn't laugh at you or shut you up. I once knew someone like that. But ironically and painfully, I have to leave her in the Philippines. I'll come back and find you. And while I'm waiting, I'll pray you won't change. . .

Christianity (Read further please, thank you!)

I believe in Jesus. I believe He is the way, the truth and the life. I believe he died for our sins. I believe he lived a perfect, sinless life here on earth. I believe in God and stand in awe and respect before Him. I know my relationship with Him is still "in-the-works" today but I'll get there. I don't have a religion. I have a relationship with God through Jesus with the aid of the Holy Spirit and that my friend is more than enough.
I read Rumours by Philip Yancey. The first chapter is as far as I have read as of now. It's pretty amazing. Such questions imposed on the book are the ones repeated by humanity from the age of humanists (Renaissance) to the Philosophers and writers of recent. He presents thoughts that answers most of the questions that disturbs most Christian believers of today's church. The resonating thoughts that provokes most followers to stray and sometimes lose their faith as more doubt is accumulated from the questions unanswered. Or are they? Natives of some country saw Magellan's frigate approach their island. They just continued with their daily lives. They continued fishing, farming, playing with their kids, etc. They thought it was just an apparition. The limits of their imaginations is the cause of this. We fail to see what is obvious because of the overly logical mindset we have. While reading this, I want you to look around you. Take in every sight you can. Isn't everything as miracle? Reflect the amazing beauty and perfection God has originally planned for us. You haven't realized that, haven't you? I thought so. We are so distracted by our daily, consistent, meaningless chasing of something or someone on our lives that we forget to stop and enjoy the life that we already have in front of us.
Questions? Like "Why is it that the world of now doesn't seem to be the world our heavenly Father created?" Why do you think so? I know words like "biased judgement, corruption, incapability, mortal sins, dissatisfaction of life standings and poverty" will always appear in all of your answers but these human issues are always complained of since the beginning of time. When the first man and woman walked the lands our God created. They wanted something more when they already have everything. When you have God in you, you already have everything. No one and nothing else is further needed. He alone will give you the salvation you have been pursuing for all your life. Only He will give you the security and happiness that you have admired from other solid believers. You know, when you could have sworn an unknown, ethereal force is working in your friend because of the problems he/she have surpassed with a smile. That force, my friend is the Holy Spirit. Go to a Bible-based church or ministry. Look around you. You will feel something that will touch you no matter what you are. Something that will revolutionize your life into something that is the best. I know, its the provoking feel of being a Christian, of following the Christian way of life. And I know its sometimes bumpy and exhillarating, but our pastor told us to think of the road as excessively exciting as we go around the rollercoaster of the Christian life. The RCF (Richmond Christian Fellowship, a four-square based church) Ministry's interpretataion of the part when the Lord calls his two to-be disciples (I think it was Peter and his brother, I can't recall the exact details so sorry) from their fishing with their father and told them that He would make them fishers of men. They quickly left their boat and their father and followed Jesus. At that time, young Jews at the age of 6-10 are required to memorize the torra (the first five books of the Old testament). If they were unsuccessful to do such astounding, near-impossible feat they are forced to learn the business of their respective fathers. But those who are the "cream of the crop" will be asked to further their studies till age sixteen (or is it eighteen???). Their "studies" are the other books of the Old Testament. They will memorize it as, similar to what they did when they were still innocent children. Then at the coming of age, they are tested. If they fail, they will, like before, be forced to learn their father's business. But if they passed, they will become rabbis. At that time, rabbis were the most respectable group of society. They were the big shots. They were the "pioneers" (???) of their time. They are given the advantage of interpretting the Old testament and form their respective yokes which will be followed by the people who want to. But different rabbis and people have oftentimes a different perspective of the Bible. That's why we socialize in learning the Word, to share different, interesting insight, right? So their interpretations were crappy. They didn't have the right amount of knowledge needed to preach such delicate (for them because they memorized it instead of meditating on it, vastly distinct words in the religious sense) matters. Like the commandment to rest on the Sabbath day. Some will say that you will only be allowed to walk five mile and further would be an abomination and disrespect of the Bible. Some would say that you can walk for as far as you want but you have to rest for 50 minutes for each mile that you walk. . .and all those stuff that will NOT make any sense. Back to graduation day, fast-forward to yourself being the idolized (literally idolized rabbi). You will be accepting letters from other young rabbis that they want to be like you. You answer a potential "talent" and ask him to present himself before you for testing of where he is at in his studies and see his capabilities. Then when you or he (the rabbi) sees him capable, you or he says to his or your apprentice : "Follow me." Remember after close scrutiny and intense testing do you accept him as your or his student. Only when you have summarized and known his intellectual achievements do you be satisfied. But God isn't like that. He doesn't care if your IQ is 180 or if the best thing you did in your whole lofe is to learn how to read. What matters is who you are inside. Who you REALLY are inside, without cover-ups. And He will not call to you if He doesn't believe in you. He will not call your attention and wake you up from your senseless slumber if he does not believe in your strength and your capabilities of following the path He had planned for you. That just touches and moves my heart so much that I can't stop tears from my eyes. The King of Kings believes in me? Of course He does.
Knowing that fact is more than sufficient for anyone to continue his/her Christianity. The pursuit of wisdom, knowledge and understanding of the Word starts here. . .As long as you are seeking, you will find. . .Praise be to God. . .Amen

The Past

I was morphed from my peaceful slumber. I slept doing my assignment. I remember giving myself up to fatigue and dozing off to dreamland. A familiar figure approached me. He is me. He is my past. He approached me and smiled. I couldn't smile back, I was confused. Shocked of such momentous meeting, with myself.
Though his features were the same as mine, there was a significant difference. He was smiling. Happy and joyful. Loving, caring and deep. While I stood there, watching myself. His eyes explaining everything. I watched him curiously. Unaware of the purpose of this unlikely meeting.
He still stood there in front of me. Staring directly at my eyes. A deafening silence of contemplation. He spoke to me but I couldn't understand.
He told me
"To let go of him and live my life as it is."
"To stop regreting the present by my constant flasbacks to the past (to him)."
"Why do you regret?" He asked curiously. Slowly. To make sure I understand.
It hit me hard on the face. I asked myself "Yes, why do I regret?"
He stopped giving me time to contemplate and think. He seemed happy of the effects of the things he said to me. Things I already know but had ignored because of something I fear. The fear of rejection. The desire to be accepted. Both that had interfered with my logic.
He sat. Still watching me closely. I stood there awkwardly. Seeing my past and seeing myself. Time seemed to move slowly. A second seemed to be an hour. Flashbacks were made. I saw it through his eyes. He was literally nose-to-nose with me. I saw my friends. I saw myself, lonely. I saw my cousins. I saw myself, alone. I saw myself laughing. I saw myself weeping silently in my bed. I saw myself surrounded by colorful people in a familiar place in my home country. I saw myself alone in the classroom, in the hallways; intensely bored. I saw myself laughing by myself because of the joke that my friends told me an hour ago, laughing at something odd or shocking in a funny way. I saw myself laughing at myself because of the "loneliness" of my life (particularly social). It flashed by me through the mirror-like eyes of my past. A thousand images of my life falshing quickly before my eyes. Passing quickly through the veins of my eys. Pulsing through my whole body. Then a sting came from my heart. It reached it
I thought "I guess its really time to move on."
"Good!"
I was startled by his reply. I didn't know he could hear me. I didn't know he could read and understand my thoughts. I stood there motionless of shock and from such things that happened within the last half-hour.
He touched me on the shoulder. I know it wasn't like me but I embraced him and cried. I embraced myself, the only one who knows me thoroughly, as tight as I could. He patted me on the back.
He whispered "Don't worry. Everything will be okay. The Lord is with you. He would guide your days." He smiled "Just be yourself. Ask him for guidance and support.", "He is the foundation you have been searching for."
And then, I woke up. Breathless.

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