How I Learned about God’s Promises and Why I Struggled to Write About It

NOTE: I am writing this to simply tell about God’s revelation of His grace and love in our lives as a family. I speak of this not out of self-confidence as some might assume. I speak out of my confidence in the power of God’s love. In such a spoilt world where there’s so much wretchedness…
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Pacman: Vulnerable Like the Rest; Resilient Like No Other

May 3, 2015, PH. The boxing fight of the century. Emmanuel “Manny” Dapidran Pacquiao, or whom we love to call “Pacman” and the “People’s Champ” has lost to his 5-year anticipated American rival, Floyd “Money” Mayweather in Las Vegas via unanimous decision. Nevertheless, it does not make him less of a Champion. There are probably…
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A Merry Curly Christmas (Digi-perm @ Tony & Jackey)

After more than a year of wanting to get a perm, I finally had the time and expense to get it – on the 24th of December 2014! Yay! The very reason why I wanted to get a perm is to kinda embrace my bikolana roots. Done did with rebonds that fail to cover  once the hair…
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A New-found Reason to Run

I am not a big fan of Cardio myself, particularly running, because for one thing I am neither a marathon runner nor have I attempted to join in one – well, not yet (not until this one).

However, aside from the fact that it really is a form of an ironic de-stresser, (an activity which seems apparently exhausting BUT rids off stress-caused fatigue, go figure), it creates a sense of freedom in a runner, well, at least that is to my opinion.

More than a year ago, I was literally heavy for my height weighing around 145 lbs. As of today, I lost not so much but 22 lbs through dedicated work-out (am now 123 lbs. FYI, am big-boned). Sadly, to my surprise, I lost the motivation that I once had. So, yep, today I decided to run again after a long while – without a concrete motivation.

With my mp3-headgear on, I jogged around the oval running track at the Batangas Coliseum (which was a bit disappointing ‘coz I was already exhausted after only 5 laps).

For some reasons, although I wasn’t exactly alone, (with the fact that there were actually a lot of unfamiliar faces who came to jog, play soccer, etc.) I felt as if I was. Suddenly, self-argumentative thoughts came into mind and started to validate the impression that I was doing a rather pointless thing,

My thoughts were, “So you’re running to get yourself a good rest? That’s clever. You’re still serious about this?”

The thought of “me running” felt as if it was a life’s metaphor – mine for that matter. I was practically going around in circles. I literally had no direction. Dusk was already setting in.

It felt as if I was running away to steer myself away from past hurts and disappointments. Fear became my motivation to run… away, that is.

I gradually stopped; I was panting. Continue reading