Sunday, May 25, 2008

Promises that Keeps



Lately I have very busy getting on with my life. Work takes up most of my hours and my days and as a mom it pains me that these long hours are taking me away, literally, from my children. Sometimes I have to take home some work, just so I could be with the kids longer.

There have been very disturbing things happening not only in my country but also all over the world. The recent typhoon in my country which ruined homes, the devastating earthquake in China and also the typhoon in Myanmar to name a few. Whenever I hear about these things I worry for my children and the people I love.

For the longest time I have this fear of being far away when my children needed me. Like working at the office or I was sent away on a business trip and I won't be able to come save them right away.

I remembered being on duty in the hospital during a disaster. I had no choice but to stay at the hospital and finish my shift as there are patients who also need my help. I just had to content myself calling home every hour to check if all was okay.

Recently I read about this sad story of a 4-month old baby who was saved after the Sichuan earthquake, the child's mother protected her by covering her with her body, she was even able to nurse and feed her even if rocks were heavily weighing her down. A cellphone was placed inside the baby's wrap, there was a message typed there and it says, " Dear child, if you survive, please remember, mommy loves you...forever."

It is at times like these that I cling to His promises...true promises that keeps.


When you say...

“I can’t solve this ...”

God tells you

“I will direct your path”

(Proverbs 3:5-6)


When you say...

“It’s impossible”...

God says,

“Everything is possible”

(Luke 18:27)


When you say...

“I feel all alone...”


God tells you

“Never will I leave you;
never will I forsake you.”

(Hebrews 13:5)


When you say...

“I can’t do it...”


God tells you

“I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”

(Phillipians 4:13)

When you say...

“I don’t deserve forgiveness...”


God tells you

“I have forgiven you”

(1John 1:9 – Romans 8:1)


When you say...

“ I am afraid...”


God tells you

“Do not fear, for I am with you;
I will strengthen you and help you.”;
(Isaiah 41:10)


When you say...

“I am tired...”


God tells you

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest

(Matthew 11:28-30)


When you say...

“No one really loves me...”


God tells you

“ I Love You”

(John 3:16 – John 13:34)

When you say...


“ I don’t know how to go on...”


God tells you

“ I will show you the path”

(Psalm 32:8)


When you say...


“What path does God have for me...?”


God tells you

My beloved son
( 1 Timothy 2:5 – Acts 4:12 - John 3:16)

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

On Being Alone




When I went home this evening it was raining. I thanked God I was already inside the bus when it poured. We did not bring the car today, I commutted home. And as expected when it rains there is traffic. As I stared blankly outside the glass window I noticed a man who had on dirty clothes was sitting in a make-shift bed staring blankly infront of him. He looked cold and lonely and suddenly I felt sad for him.

I thought, why was he alone? Did his family abandon him? Or did he ran away? Did he have food? Traffic was a standstill so I was able to look at him more closely. Like always, I started to imagine myself in his shoes. People were walking by, not even giving him a second look. It was pathetic. If it weren't raining hard I would have gone down the bus and given him some alms or maybe something to eat. How lonely he must be feeling not being able to talk to anyone, no one to share his aches and pains. Nothing to live for, really. What story does he have to tell?

I don't know but I always have this soft spot for old people and for children. There is this old woman who I see everyday on my way to work, she is probably around 70 years of age and she is very thin and pale. The first time I saw her I don't know what came over me but I opened my bag and pulled out all the sandwiches I prepared for myself that day and gave it all to her. She was surprised when I handed it on her palms and I was only a few steps away, when I looked back she was already devouring the sandwich as if she has never eaten in days. That broke my heart. I said to myself, what if I gave her a little something to eat each day I pass by?

So the next day, I brought some bananas with me and handed it to her, like always I would look back and I would see her already eating the food. Hmmm, I said to myself should I go a little further and give her some canned goods? The next day when I passed by she was not there. My heart skipped a bit, did something happen to her? Why wasn't she there? On my way to the office I kept thinking about her. The following day she was there! I almost hugged her with delight, instead I gave her a hundred bucks (well pesos in our currency). Her eyes popped open! I wanted her to go home and rest like grandmas are supposed to do and not sit there in the hot sun all day waiting for someone to help.

In this day and age, it's so hard to keep a pure and good heart. There are a lot of things that stop us from helping other people. Cynicism, fear of being fooled, fear of being rejected. But sometimes you just have to let go and let your heart decide. Who knows you could be saving a life.

“What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.” - Albert Pike

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mom's Day!



Today is Mother's Day and like always I planned to do something special for my mom on this day. I planned to have lunch with her today and probably have a massage with her at the spa, or even go shopping. I also wanted to give her some time away from her worries and her daily chores. I wanted her to feel like a queen, even if it were for just a day. And I guess I was also secretly hoping, hubby had something planned for little-old-me!

About three days ago, my husband's aunt died. She was someone close to him, to us. She was the one who gave him away on our wedding day because hubby's mom and dad have passed away already. He had to help take care of some loose ends, his uncle was working in South America so it will take sometime for him to get home. I did not mind that he had to help out. His cousins were all girls and they were still young and innocent about these things, having had some experience when his own mom died he knew what needed to be done. So we ended up spending most of our weekend at the funeral and at the kitchen cooking up food for some guests and family members.

I felt a little sad because we were not together today - as a family and I was not able to treat my mom out on her special day. Nothing happened as I planned. Today I prepared a meal for 16 people for lunch and for dinner. I gave my kids a bath and dressed them up. I made sure that things were running smoothly in the house as we had unexpected visitors coming in and out from the wake. Hubby's uncle arrived today, he had to go to the airport to pick him up. I cleaned the extra room to have them temporarily stay there for the duration of the funeral.

All in all, what I did today...is what I do best...mothering! Ooooops forgot to mention, out of the so many things I planned that did push through? I had lunch with my mom - one on one, in her kitchen, nothing formal...just me and her talking about nonsensical things while she does what she does best also...fuzz and take care of me.

I love you Mom, happy mother's day to you!

Happy mother's day also to all the moms in my blogroll and also to those dad's who act as both mom and dad. I salute all of you!