ON INTUITION AND DREAMS

While the owner of the cellphone was fast asleep, suddenly a message came in.  I am not the type of person who pry on somebody's gadget.  But that very moment, I didn't know why I had this urge to read the message.  After reading the thread of the conversation, I was no longer sure if it was right for me to read a private's message, a very private one.  All I knew that night was, I could hardly slept.

But being a non-believer of what we call "intuition," I tried hard to brush off my "suspicion."  I tried to have faith in the person.  I retained my full trust.  After all, I am not a woman who heavily rely on intution.

We Filipinos called "intuition" as kutob.  It is a feeling that something is wrong somewhere.

Another mysterious thing that I am not a fan of is "dream."  Lalo na at may kasabihan tayo na kabaligtaran ng katotohanan ang panaginip. Late last year when I kept on dreaming about snakes and other animals biting and attacking me.  To dream such dream once can be  dismissed right away but having dream about it four times  can be alarming and  burdensome.  I prayed that Joseph the Dreamer would come back to life and help me interpret my dreams.

I search on the internet on the possible interpretation.  Some say that it has something to do with betrayal.  As to who will betray and how, I did not have any idea.  Good thing, the dreaming stopped. So was the burden.

But the reality came.  My intuition and dreams were right all along.  My suspicion was right.  I was indeed betrayed.  All I can utter one afternoon was, "Kaya pala, Kayo pala."  But it was too late.  If only I have followed my intuition and believed in my dreams.  I could have done something to prevent something.  I chose to trust.  We do make bad choices in life.  Next time, I will try harder to give intuition and dream a try.

I am not saying that I am now a fan of "intuition" and "dream".  It is just that I learned  that God can use the two "phenomena" to reveal something to us.  As what happened to me, in time, our intuition and dream might turn into a reality.

PAANO BA TATAMIS ANG BEER?

Attending a retreat, we were group by twos for a time of sharing.  We were asked to share about the people who hurt us the most in the past.  I admit, I was not ready to share because I have done telling about it many times in the past.  So I let my partner to start and share it all he can.

I listened to him talk about the people who hurt him.  The more I listen the more he talked until there was no time left for me to share.  But it was ok because that was  the best opportunity for him to share his feelings, his true feelings to someone whom he trust.

He said that he has nobody whom he can really pour out his innermost feelings.  Most of his friends are just there for random talks and superficial conversations.  He could not share it to his wife because he was afraid that he will be judged more than cared for.

We both felt that we need time to talk it over for a longer time in another place.  I was ok with that.  I like listening to people's story.

In the middle of our discussion, he suddenly asked me, "Umiinom ka ba ng beer?"  I was taken aback by his question.  But I recovered fast by saying, "I don't drink beer BUT I AM WILLING TO DRINK ONE if it is needed for him to be more open to me.

Like I said, drinking beer is not for me.  I hate its bitter taste.  Anything bitter, except "Ampalaya" I dislike.  I could not even stand bittersweet taste like other beverages available in the market.  I have a sweet, sour and salty tooth but not bitter tooth.  Hehehehehe!

If our talk happened back when I was still a conservative Christian, with pride I will say to him emphatically that I DON'T DRINK BEER AND I HATE PEOPLE DRINKING IT.  MORE SO, IF THOSE PEOPLE ARE CHRISTIANS.

But time changes. So do I. I no longer look at beer drinkers as evil.  There are more evil things than drinking beer, puffing a cigarette and other vices.  My saying no to drinking beer has something to do with health concerns.  Isa pa, hindi ko alam kung paano ako malasing.  Who knows? Baka kapag nalasing ako ay katulad ako ng mga tiyuhin ko at kakilala na kapag nalalasing ay nagiging:

• Sobrang "cheesy".  Lahat kini-kiss niyayakap at sinasabihan ng "i love you" kahit lalaki.  
• Sobrang "drama".  Iyak nang iyak at sabi nang sabi ng kanyang sama ng loob.
• Sobrang "war freak".  Ang tapang tapang kapag lasing, kahit sino inaaway.
• Sobrang "galante".  Namimigay ng pera pero kapag nahimasmasan ay binabawi ito.
• Sobrang "messy".  Nagsusuka, natutulog at umiihi kahit saan.
• Sobrang "lasing".  Naghuhubo't hubad habang natutulog.

O di ba? Iba-iba ang epekto ng alak sa tao. Iyan ang mga dahilan kung bakit ayaw kong matutong uminom ng beer.  Mabuti sana kung katulad ako ng tatay ko na itinutulog lang ang pagkalasing.  Eh paano kung isa sa mga nabanggit ko sa taas e mangyari kung malasing ako? Eh kung paano kung lahat ng yun ay gawin ko.  Hahahahahahaha!

Another thing that made me surprised by his question was he's having no issue with a pastor drinking beer.  Wala pa lang issue sa kanya kung nainom ng beer ang pastor niya.  Well, meron namang ganoong mga members na hindi itinuturing na nakakawala ng kabanalan ang pag-inom ng beer.

Last Sunday, nagkita na naman kami.  He reminded me again of the part two of our sharing.  Hindi niya pala ito nakakalimutan.  I told him I am just a text away.

I am looking forward to having that day; our drinking session.  The day I wouldn't mind drinking a beer.

Oo, mapait pa rin ang magiging  panlasa ko sa beer.  It will always be.

But what will make this beer "sweet" is because through it, I will able to listen to somebody who badly needs someone to talk to.  And it can only happen  OVER A BOTTLE OF BEER.:-)


Speaking of beer, let me share to you one of my favorite songs.  I love the song's concept more than anything else:-)



                      

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER ESPECIALLY IF IT COMES WITH LOTS OF CAKE

Last August 25, 2013, my church family and me had celebrated my 43rd birthday.  It is a belated celebration since my birthday is in on the 22nd.

We had a simple celebration after our evening worship service.  First, I am so grateful to God for giving me another year of life.  I turned 43 this year.  The week of my birthday was the time when Habagat and Typhoon Maring were devastating the whole of Luzon, submerging places in the cities and the provinces.  Our celebration was also a celebration of our lives; on how God spared our lives from the calamity.

My church family did not fail to remember my special day.  I am so thankful to those who greeted me in advance, on the day and even belated happy birthday.  They turned the celebration into a cake party because of these:

Thank you very much Desalisa Family!

Lots of thanks to Tadeo Family

A Round Cake from Valeroso Family.
Much, much thanks!

This comes from the combined efforts of the youth.
I especially thank the dedication on this cake!
Hahahahahahaha!

Aside from the cakes, there were also some generous hearts who showered the celebration with these:

This is Valdez Family's share.
Thank you very much!

From Valdez Family

I think this also comes from the Valdez's

The Regular giver of Shoimai.
Thank you so much Daisy Te Family

Betiong and Vergara Family's Buko Pandan.
Maraming salamat sa dessert!

Of course, the celebration would not be complete without these groups:

The Youth

Family Groups

Mixed Groups

And some like it trio:

And there is one who simply enjoys it solo:

There were people who were missed by my camera but were as important to this occasion.  I am deeply grateful to them also.  The camera of my heart caught you and never forgets you:-)

I also thank those people who were not in the celebration but made their presence thru their gifts.  Kilala niyo na po kung sinu-sino kayo.

Too bad, my parents, brothers and other kin were not able to come because my mother got sick that afternoon.  I also regret not having my two other children, Aiehn Deosjua and Aiah Dasha on my birthday celebration.  The weather was to blame:-(

Nonetheless, it was an enjoyable evening.  Looking forward to having another birthday celebration next year.

SORRY NGA PALA SA MAHABANG TITLE NG POST NA ITO. GUSTO KO LANG  KASING HUMABA PA ANG BUHAY KO:-0

THE REAL SCORE

I  was deeply hurt
I didn't see it coming
I even dismissed the signs of betrayal
Because I believe you more than myself.

I was raging in anger
I was shaking in pain
I demanded for an explanation
On why everything has gone wrong.

I was on top of my voice
My spirit hit rock bottom
But all I could hear on the other line
Were words of denial, blame and alibi.

I waited in vain
For you to run and comfort me
To hear you say you're sorry
That you didn't mean to hurt me.

I waited and waited in vain
You kept silent, afraid to speak wrong
Not knowing that it is your silence
That made it all the more wrong.

I asked for forgiveness
Should I be the one to blame
I was willing to make a new start
And set aside my bleeding heart.

I don't know you anymore.
Suddenly you became a stranger to me
In an instant truth departed from your mouth
I gave you my trust but I want it back.

I wanted you back
But you have gone too far
You just want us and ours as it is
The truth is, it no longer  me you miss.

I want you out from where you are
I realized I am the one not "in"
You already knew where you are going
And to whom you like a sharing.

I endured and held on
Everyday is like an inquisition
Sleepless nights, pointless days
Had filled my life from day to day.

I wished for your decision
But I realized It's been long
Since you had made a decision
It is me who had to decide after all.

I was beaten black and blue
Too weak to compete
Too poor to win
Too late the hero.

I surrendered the fight
It was a losing battle
I lose it before it even started
I was not prepared for the attack.

I wanted to touch your once more
And feel what was left anymore
But I was scared to find out
The sweet taste has gone.

I was almost tempted
To kneel and beg in tears
For you to choose us and ours
But begging  is not your game.

I bade goodbye
Before I lost my sanity
Before I lost any sympathy
Before sickness accompany me.

I really bade goodbye
With a last stroke of hope
That you will change your mind
But all I had was a deafening silence.

I am moving on
There is no way to go but forward
I am leaving everything behind
I am taking another shot at life.

I am trying to forgive
I am trying to forget
O God please help me
Forgive and forget.

MINI-STRY FROM MINI-STOP?

One Sunday, isang member ko ang absent sa worship service.  Damang-dama ko agad ang kanyang pagkawala dahil dito:

This member regularly gives me these two items every Sunday.  At first, she only gives me a bottle of mineral water.  I don't know how she has known of one of my favorite brands.  The water was coupled by mentos candies later on.

This is our exchange of text messages that Sunday when she was not around:

Indeed, my Sunday will not be the same without this member because she has learned what I needed most when I preach the gospel. A bottled water that will keep me hydrated and a roll of mentos candies that will keep my breath fresh:-)  To her, it is just a MINI-STRY but to me it is all I needed when I preach the gospel and when I talk to members and guests.

Again, MINI-STRY need not be big to be significant.  Some can just  be found inside 7-11 or  MINI-STOP.

CELLPHONE CONNECTION

Ano ba ang meron sa cellphone?

Ano ba ang meron sa marriage?

Ano ba ang meron sa cellphone at na malamang wala sa marriage?

MAS MADALING I-FIX ANG CELLPHONE KAYSA MARRIAGE!

AT PARAMI NANG PARAMI ANG NASISIRANG MARRIAGES DAHIL SA MALING PAGGAMIT NG CELLPHONE!

INA NG LAGING SAKLOLO

Sakay ako ng multicab, pangalawa sa nanay na nasa dulo.  Katapat niya ang kanyang anak na hindi ko matiyak kung binata ba o binatilyo.  Ang tiyak ko lang e, beybing baby ang turing sa kanya ng kanyang mommy.

Mommy: Umaayos ka ng upo.  Nakatagilid ka kasi kaya hindi ka makakilos nang maayos.

Ayos naman siyempre ang baby.

Mommy: Nagsisipilyo ka ba?
Baby: Opo.

Mommy:  Eh bakit hindi ko nakikitang nagsisipilyo ka?

Si Mommy naman, magkasama ba sila buong araw at gusto niya na sa harap niya nagsisipilyo ang kanyang baby.  Hahahaha!

Mommy:  Kelan pa?  Noong isang araw?  Noong isang Linggo? Patingin nga ng ngipin mo?

Ipinakita naman ng binatilyo ang kanyang ngipin. Umiwas naman ako ng tingin.  Imbestigador si Mommy, kailangan pa may ebidensiya.

Mommy: Tignan mo nga, ang kapal na ng tartar mo sa ngipin mo!  Magsisipilyo ka kasi lagi!

Hindi ko alam kung ang feeling ni Mommy e sila lang dalawa sa loob ng multicab o kaya ay nasa bahay lang silang nag-uusap.

Gusto kong sabihin kay Mommy na ok lang ang titulo niya na "Ina ng Laging Saklolo," Ok lang na maging concern siya sa kanyang anak.  Ok lang na i-guide niya ang kanyang anak.  Pero minsan, kailangan niya ring maging "Ina Ng Awa."  Kailangan rin niyang isipin ang kahihiyan ng kanyang anak.

Matapos niyang pagdiskitahan ang ngipin ng kanyag anak, yung paraan naman ng paghawak sa payong ang napagdiskitahan ni inay.  Hahahahaha at HahahahaHAY!

Hindi kaya kasakay ko e kamag-anak ni ANABELLE RAMA?  Monster Mom ang peg?  Hahahahaha!

Mabuti na lang at maikli lang ang biyahe at  nauna na silang bumaba.  Kung hindi, gusto ko nang kantahin ito: