I miss writing. Let me start with that. It's been busy. A lot has happened and a new chapter in my life unfolds. Still, there is this thought that's been lingering in my head for a couple of months now. In my timetable, it should be resolved before this year ends, but here comes October. … Continue reading Emmanuel
My favorite child
I want that. That's what I mutter to myself as I see my little brother reaching out to God, deep in prayer, in tears. I want that, Lord. Please.That was 12 years ago when me and my brother received the Holy Ghost. I was accepted. Finally. I mean no big deal, right? It's just God, … Continue reading My favorite child
Cola
I don't know how and where to start but grief just becomes heavier. Grief is so heavy. I hate it. I just lost my puppy to parvo. I only had him for two months. He was not planned. I already had Chino. Cola was given to us and we had other plans for him. Little … Continue reading Cola
loud and masked
I have a lot of wishes. I’m not sure if a genie would actually solve it though. I wish I don’t think a lot. To people, it seems as if I’m very light, carefree, without-anything-to-worry-at-all person. Really, deep inside, it’s kind of dark. I’m not sure how I would express it to people without making … Continue reading loud and masked
The same God
I know it very well. I can share it to people of all ages. I can stand on it. I tell everyone, He is the same God. He is that one God. He is the beginning and the end. He never changes. He is the same. No other persona. Just one. He is the God … Continue reading The same God
The girl who fed on nightmares
If this sounds familiar to you, I'm glad. We may have watched the same masterpiece. This week, I finished that particular series. It was recommended to me many times before but shoved it out, thinking it was the usual romanticizing-mental-disorders kind of media. Boy was I wrong. It showed me reality. I guess it also … Continue reading The girl who fed on nightmares
In the House of the Lord
This song has saved me. I was in a deep, dark place when I first heard this last year. God has always comforted me in ways I’ve never expected, and I hope what I’ve written about it reaches your heart today. If you are restless, then come. I invite you to the house of the Lord.
First Love
Come as you are. I hear my Shepherd calling. He is that still, small voice. Come. So I did. I am this messy, Lord. I am so tired, so close to giving in. What did I do to deserve any of this? Still, he says, Come. There is something about that love. Hard to explain. … Continue reading First Love
I’m sorry. No, I meant thank you.
Who knew it would last this long? Who would've thought, right? We've been on lockdown for more than three months now. Personally, it taught me more than I can imagine. Anxiety. I am in no exception of that. Though everyone around me knows I'm a Christian, I have days when God knows how much fear … Continue reading I’m sorry. No, I meant thank you.
Uncharted Territory
Remember. This word has been echoing in my head all day. Am I losing it? No sun. No long walks. No trips. The driest in the driest season. Just here, stranded, inside the four corners of what people call home. Stay home, they say. It's new to me. I'm used to being up on my … Continue reading Uncharted Territory