What foundation do you have in your life? Is it fame, power, riches? How does the Word of God can be the greatest foundation in a man's life?
Christians has three aspects to address in order to attain total well-being. Are we giving them equal attention, or do we tend to focus more into one and lack to another?
What does this three elements has to say about happiness in life's journey?
What value does a cross has to us, do we actually understand what it means?
How do we believe in the things that are unseen and expect for the things that are yet to come?
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The silent TV-viewing in the sala was interrupted by a bigbang sound coming from the kitchen, something plundered. The water gallon colapsed to its place. It fell and striked the kitchen bamboo floor and had all gone escaped the water it contained, leaving entirely empty.
Mother was then upset and blamed me. But no one ever wanted that to happen, the temper in me gently sneaks up as I defend my side and taking as much control of it.
I had gone home in the evening after a long hours of bible reflections and group discipleship. I was that so late that I should been at home already after lunch, but It didn't so, because I was that overwhelmed by the fellowship. I had gone home first and was headed back again to HQ for another set of meeting. Way back to our discipleship, on the midst of the conversation, one friend call on to me at the door while the meeting was on its height, she had asked for her thesis papers to me. We had a long talk outside, about ourselves and about our lives, and we end up in a prayer - a prayer that will encourage us from God no matter what, a prayer that will took hold of God's promises and provisions and a prayer that will endure the continuance of living for God's will. I told her not to worry to so many things and focus only to His will, whatever decision she has, she must accept them squarely and learn to face whatever its outcome. I may have gone late in coming home, but God's purpose for me this day had never came late nor came in-advance, but rather j
ust right in time.
All of us took our daily purpose in occasions we never planned to happen or expect to come. Are we ready to fulfill God’s agenda for us in an unexpected situation of our life? Thinking is hard if we consider things of ourselves but decision do becomes easy when we learn to just obey. Enjoy your God’s planned day…
People could no longer hold the temptation of tossing their sparkles and explosives up in the air, and gave in to fire them so early few hours before hitting twelve. Also, everyone else is greeting a "happy new year" in words outspoken or in mobile messaging, and the latter I personally received the most, all came from friends and acquaintances, but a lot of them I wasn’t able to respond at all.
Rather than just leaning outside the window, my sister, my brother (the older one) and I towered ourselves up on the roof by twelve to witnessed closely what was drawn there high looks like. Different strokes of explosion was settling in the beneath blackness, as the great surge of noise was thundering around. It took for almost an hour until the unexpected rain fell to all in the places’ celebration. We crawled down back then inside the house and the silence finally began to spread over the deep night.
I was timed of myself to attend again for HQ (as Headquarters, the place where we most meet and have our jams) and I was able to be out at ten-thirty already, nearly lunch time. Just exactly when I arrived, the prayer for the food, as I heard it, was already coming to an end, when it’s done, I occupy one seat and joined them with the food, but it wasn’t the lunch yet, certainly its mere just a snack. Maybe, a while ago they had just undergone to some work at the HQ.
We are held to the table by four “kuya Paul”, “Ate Jho”, me and Ruby, Ate Jho’s younger sister, on her sixth grade. When the snack were all chewed up, we partially started to fix the minors of the HQ then for a while, gone back again to eat, lunch this time and after which we continued the pending work – posting the JESUS streamer on top of the door, securing leaks to the screened windows, installing wires for the clothes to dry, and digging some soil and gravel fillings - all consist the work.
Later on Ems visited us, she came in a striped across white and violet fitted shirt, and wears her very smile, she gladly enters and paused on the door and greeted us with her eyes, she later joined ate Jho and her sister into coming home. By then only kuya and I were there left to strike against “maleng” for supper, it’s a sort of meatloaf that we had just tasted, yeah its good…
Leaning my weight on the water pump handle with one hand, It hardly pressed into my palm leaving its trace reddish. I would have to count five more pails, equivalent in filling the big sized drum. It was nearly noon and I hid myself from the sun with the bath towel around my back, so as not to burn me much. This would be a daily task for me since then after the typhoon...
A dizzy scent sprung in the air, spreading its aroma rapidly in the open. She was held to her hand an insect killer spray in the mid-afternoon , to which she sways high and low into different rooms. She hurried herself out from one room and immediately grasped for an extended nice air. She was trying to get off those insects left, after the whole house were screened to its windows.
The silent TV-viewing in the sala was interrupted by a bigbang sound coming from the kitchen, something plundered. The water gallon colapsed to its place. It fell and striked the kitchen bamboo floor and had all gone escaped the water it contained, leaving entirely empty.
