CHILDREN

We thought we are the middle of the cosmos, in fact long before we even gasp our first breath everyone is looking ahead of us. We captured your awareness. When we whimper everyone seems to come dashing. We coo and we chuckle then all of you start smiling. Everyone appreciates us. We are formidable during the time of total vulnerability. We are fussed over, calmed down, provided and every wish is granted. It was a stage of juvenile despotism. But this blissful state is not perpetual and we realized it with amazement. We are expected to learn everything. To walk, talk, tricks, including toilet discipline. As time goes by new demands arise. As we learn one skill we are ask to learn another and more. Then the world begins to be entangled by no-nos. Do'nts resound in the air. What happened to the glorious times when we could do anything we want? When we were constantly adored? Our hands are hit when we stretch them out to touch something forbidden. People frowned or shout at us because we are stubborn. Why? We had this love and adulation then suddenly it was gone and what are left are countless expectations and prohibitions. We need to stop playing because we need to obey. As we grow older, the world becomes scary with no guarantees. We are push onto the juncture of life without having the option to run through the line. The once adoring parents are now fearsome and redoubtable silhouettes after our back. Mom aborted our siblings. Dad becomes irresponsible. We are not even sure how life would supposed to turn out for us. Where have all the fun and bliss gone? The vows of the once indulgent parents? Listen to us. We want to feel significant. We are rejected and suppressed of the universal longing to be heard, to be loved and to be free. To be unbound against poverty,child labor,abuse and ignorance. We thought we are the center of your universe . . . but we are just CHILDREN.

Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Psalm 127:3

MY CROSS

Last night I watched Mel Gibson’s “The Passion of the Christ”. Actually, I have seen the movie many times. Aside from love, hope, faith, and forgiveness this movie shows vividly how Christ carries his cross while being ridiculed, cursed, spat upon and was inflicted physical torments anyone would dare not to imagine. Jesus remained firm until to his ultimate stop for crucifixion. It was only at a later part of my life that I enabled to really understand Jesus Christ cross. It was not just chunks of lumber crossed-nailed together to serve as adornment for
His sufferings on His way up to the hill. The cross stands for trials. We have our own cross to carry in our life, and it is up to us how we will face the reality to take the burden. Carrying our own cross is not a fantasy we can just skip and vanquish; it is sufferings, discomfort, aloneness, miseries that God allowed to happen for a reason. I have encountered so many difficulties and there was a point in my life, I asked God why I have to bear the weight of my cross. I am not as strong as Him. I am not good. I am human. I complained too much. However, when I think how Jesus went through his own ordeal carrying his cross to be executed like a criminal, I felt a prick in my heart, and I realized how fortunate I am. Jesus performs great miracles but He left his being God in one corner to carry his cross as a human, as flesh and bone like me. It could have been easier, less agonizing for Him; instead He writhed and cried out in pain to bear the anguish of his cross to the very end. How could I have been a whiner when it was me who put Him on the cross? It was my sins that put Him there. From here on, I am taught to carry my cross. It is real as Jesus Christ experienced it. God at times put me to the test to make me stronger and find hope amidst the darkness. The cross is a symbol that reminds me that tribulations can be overcome. I know the cross I carry in my life is not heavier than I can bear and along the way as I sustain it on my shoulder my faith is challenged. I may lose my balance and stumble, at times slightly and at times real hard. Even so, each time I fall and do not know if ever I could get up again and God’s face is nowhere to be seen,I will trust under the shadow of His wings.

Blessed is a man who perseveres under trials; for once he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life, which the Lord has promised to those who love Him.
(James 1:12)

TOUCH A HEART . . . CHANGE A LIFE

I have lain awake for several nights, I stood up and I pulled out a book from the ledge over my bed. It was an old book I have not read yet and I was clueless how it came up there. It has no covering for me to know its title and author. I flicked through each pages wanting to find something worthy of note to read. Then I traversed upon two highlighted words, pselaphao and eido .These are two thought-provoking Greek words which have something to do with touch, sight and feeling. Pselaphao as what the book defined it, means to feel intentionally, handle or touch. It is just like getting hold of and running one's hand all over something just merely to look into for the purpose of learning its parts, make-up and substance. Pselaphao can be compared to people who get along with people for the purpose of only knowing them rather than molding, enlightening, uplifting them or helping them during tough times. Eido on the other hand means to see, but not as in a casual sight. Unlike the first, it goes much further, more to seeing with our minds in order to achieve an abysmal realization and understanding of something. Eido can be likened to those people who reach people to understand and learn them with empathy. It's just like not physically seeing or feeling people, but in a very real denotation reaching out and touching their lives through other ways or medium. Sometimes we tend to figure out something by actually feeling its presence and looking at with it at close range. But can we understand something or somebody without actually seeing them? We can make connections to anybody without necessarily getting too close or feel their presence especially this high technology epoch, we can reach and make connections with people through different channels. What is important is that we are able to know the vital needs of others and encourage and influence them in good faith. People have the universal need to be important, to have someone who thinks well of them. Every last one of us longs for love and attention. To be significant. It is a stark reality that there is a lot of people who feels unforgotten and unloved or think that life is prickly trail so hard to struggle and too intricate to cope up with making them too engrossed with their setbacks and heartaches that they become unmindful and overlook so many of the small paradigms of how great life and love is. But the good thing is there is a lot of people out there too who set their own aspirations, outline their own course, spend time and energy not to only reach out these people but to carry others with them. We can touch lives by insisting not to give hope for those who are in the threshold of their courage and faith or have lost themselves worth, that life is beautiful and love is alive. We can change a life by a mere simple touch of kindness, courtesy and caring words..Life is to live to the fullest and love is not just to be taken but to be given too. These two most important things will goes on and on .Often times it is uncommon to show love, compassion and kindness because it is much easier to concentrate on ourselves and our own little world than to spare a little time of these things for others. Words may be forgotten, deeds may be put into oblivion but people will never forget how you made them feel. It only takes a moment of love, benevolence, and understanding to touch and feel a heart . and see a life change.

Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.

HAPPY HEART'S DAY TO ALL!!!

WHAT WOMEN DON'T KNOW WILL NEVER HURT THEM

This doesn't have to be an obligatory action for husbands who go out like fire when unattended but option to make up for oneself and save a relationship. I believe most women would rather prefer not to know the perfidy of their husbands than to know openly the agonizing truth. Women differ how to handle pain when offended. Some can easily forgive and forget, some can forgive but cant forget and others cannot both at all.So I would rather say this phrase is applicable on case to case basis. Revealing one's infidelity has its own setback. Truth, it can even leave a lasting scar in memory as well as in the heart of the one offended. One wrong just not justify by simply revealing it. It is a stark reality when us husbands cheated our wives and our conscience started to get up against us, we seem to unpack the burden of our guilty conscience by simply divulging our transgressions. Why cannot we keep it all by ourselves? Why us men did not think the consequences of our cheating in the first place? Is this fair for a betrayed wife the fact that she was the one done with injustice yet she ends up suffering all the pain of injustice? Our conscience means more than all the revelations we will make, my point is - if we can lie to betray women why cannot we do the same not to hurt them but instead make a honest, sincere, silent atonement? Sometimes not everything that a man permitted to be told is an upright and heartfelt disclosure of mistakes because infidelity is just addictive. Some of us admit our sin because we fear our reputation more than our conscience and morality. Most often men obstinately regard their betrayal not as an unjustifiable, unpardonable self-centered choice, but rather as understandable mistakes. Once forgiven we are back on our business again. There are some of us who reveal too much, but prove nothing at all. Blessed are the men who have nothing to say and abstain from giving admission of his guilt but rather act in silent repentance. I strongly believe that he who honestly repents . repents no witness nor listener (God is more than enough) A true and honest remorse is just good enough to appease a guilty conscience. It is true that marriage is a relationship between two forgiving partners. Though forgiveness always come in an unbounded supply, but sometimes the pain we inflicted makes it hard to find while the wound of infidelity is still fresh. Women wont forgive unless they have believed. . unless they have understood. Husbands repent and sin no more examine the past, rebuild the present, plan the future. Wives, forgive to forget and pick up every shattered fragments of your life to start a new one. Husbands and wives , kill the sin and love the sinner.

"Repentance for silence is better than repentance for speaking"

"DREAM AS BIG AS YOU CAN DREAM AND ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE”

When Mark Andrew Spitz won seven gold medals in swimming and setting word records in each seven events at the 1972 Munich Summer Olympic Games no one ever envisioned it could be equated nor outshone by any Olympian. For nearly four decades, his incredible achievement stood as a benchmark. It was a humongous task for any athlete to break this iconic attainment in the field of sports. On August 17, 2008, Michael Fred Phelps outstripped Spitz's legacy and went for the historic eight gold medals in the Beijing Olympiad. His victories set an Olympic record and seven world records. Phelps also became the first person to win ten gold medals exceeding nine-gold-medal of Olympians Finnish runner Paavo Nurmi, Ukrainian gymnast Larysa Latynina, US swimmer Mark Spitz and sprinter Carl Lewis. Phelps 16 medals ranks second in total career Olympic medals, after Soviet gymnast Larissa Latynina, who won a total of 18 medals (nine gold) spanning three Olympic Games.
Born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland, Phelps in his youth was diagnosed with ADHD (Attention- Deficit hyperactivity Disorder) He started swimming at an early age of seven. By the age of 10, his superiority in swimming climaxed his many feats in the sport. At the age of 15, Phelps contended at the 2000 Summer Olympics in Sydney, becoming the youngest American male swimmer at an Olympic Games in 68 years. He won six gold medals and two bronze in Athens Olympics. After the Beijing Olympics Phelps momentous feat will go down memory lane forever and what makes him the greatest Olympian of all time? Phelps - known as the Baltimore Bullet worked out hard at an early age and maintained his unbending focus in the pool to realize his dream. He was inspired what Mark Spitz has done 36 years ago. Phelps said "Dream as big as you can dream, and anything is possible". In Beijing, Phelps finally harvested the fruits of his adversities and hopes and ended his enthronement not only to become the best swimmer and Olympian of all time, but the greatest athlete of all time.

"Practice means to perform over and over again in the face of all obstacle, some act of vision, of faith, of desire. It is a means of inviting the perfection desired. Dreams come true if you survive the hardest time"

LAUGH YOUR HEADS OFF

I am a little bit late about this. Last Thursday my daughters Days and Pau were yelping and giggling in front of the computer while watching a video from YouTube. “ Ano ba yan, ang iingay ninyo!” I screeched. “Pa, tignan mo ito!” said the two. I drew near them and see what stuff was making them crazy. Pau put on the headset above my head. “ Pa, pakinggan mo at panoorin mo iyan ha?!” said Days. When Pau rolled the video we laugh our hearts out as we watch two lip-synching guys do their acts.

I’m talking about Moymoy Palaboy. This two Pinoy lip-synching siblings is the latest YouTube marvel. Lip-synching isn’t new in Youtube, in fact the first time I saw one was several years ago when two Chinese teens made it first, doing a lip synch of Backstreet Boys’ “ I Want It That Way”. But honestly, Moymoy Palaboy do it better and funnier. Using a Sony Ericsson W810i cell phone with a 2-megapixel camera and an HP laptop, the innovative music video act of brothers Ronald and Rofil Obeso debuted on the Internet in 2007 last February. Their first lip-synch video was NSync’s “Dirty Pop “and the following videos were sensational. Their “Wannabe” by the Spicegirls is currently registered at 1.3 million views and their 22 uploaded videos so far have 7.12 million hits all in all! Although the “Wannabe” is the video to beat I find the Lion King’s “In the Jungle” and “Marimar” the funniest. The very simple dramaturgical parody of Moymoy Palaboy has earned them buffs here and around the world. Out of fancy, their hilarious clowning were shot in a stark environs, in the poky living room of their Pasay City apartment, with “Mama Auntie “, their Tita nonchalantly strolling in and out of the picture. Their videos have ordinary and basic allure to the millions of YouTube viewers. These guys are making fun out of themselves to give joy to others and lighten people’s problems. They say they enjoy it too while making it big now. Watch out for more rib-prickling videos of Moymoy Palaboy. But for now let’s just show samples of cool and stimulating revisions of lip-synching spoofs and laugh your heads off!

SACRIFICE OWN HAPPINESS AND SEE IT IN THE END

I had an unfathomable reflection last night about what Carlo posted in Batchof83 e-group days ago. He has the point when he uttered these words "ang pag isipan na lang nating lahat ay kung papaano natin matutulungan ang mga kabatch natin na walang- wala sa buhay" During the past years some of us has been very occupied getting off the ground for meetings, parties, outings, reunions and the likes but have we thought on what Carlo was trying to hint at? I do not see any wrong giving precious time starting up these concerns because our school somehow benefits from it and give us the chance to re-unify with one another but have we really achieved something out from it? Or we really just want to relish the sweet savor of gaiety and cheer of missing the good old days of our youth? Or kick around our triumphs and showcase our attainments to blow our own trumpets in front of the less successful? Or the zeal to see someone how he/she looks like after 25 years? Or to think that our batch is the best amongst MHS? Have we made endeavors to ferret out and uncover those less known names of Batch '83 and see how they are doing? Or we really did nothing for them and sealed them off to oblivion because we think they cannot be of help? Tama si Carlo, sometimes people act and talk out of duplicity and egocentrism. Last week I have the chance to talk with a female classmate and we talked a lot of things regarding our batch and some of the unattended problems arising from within us. It was open and poignant, I tried to mollify her. I have one important watchword I left her . . "REACH OUT" . . . Try to reach out everyone, because they are all apart of us. If there is one undertaking that will genuinely give us the real significance of accomplishment it is none other than helping our less fortunate batch mates as what Carlo said and making worthy projects for MHS, and all MHS Alumni as a whole. Batch 83 is not MHS, there is a lot of MHSians before us and even a lot more after us. Though first and foremost our trust is on our own peer let us not curb the boundaries of ourselves to our batch alone. REACH OUT and sacrifice our own happiness for the happiness of others and lighten our minds to give us the real sense of peace, joy and fulfillment. You can break a strand of broomstick easily but when you put each strands together it becomes stronger and resilient. Everyone has his own role and responsibility to make this a reality. If Christ died for us, then no sacrifice is too great for each one of us to make for Him. God Bless MHSians!!!!

GOLD . . . HOPEFULLY. . .

IIf Victoria Manalo Draves and Natalie Coughlin only decided to compete for the Philippines in the 1948 London and 2004 Athens Olympics or if only someone put forward this choice we would have won four Olympic gold medals in both diving and swimming. If only Arianne Cerden~a played bowling as regular event in 1988 in Barcelona or boxer Anthony Villanueva and Mansueto "Onyok Velasco were not pick pocketed of the decisions during the 1964 Tokyo and 1996 Atlanta Olympics, we would have counted our gold harvest to seven. These historical facts will always remain as probabilities for our ardent ambition to win the Olympic gold. Our dreams and hope of winning our first ever Olympic gold medal always turned out into frustrations. Since the Philippines joined the Olympics in 1924, Filipino athletes have only won a total of nine Olympic medals. Seven bronze medals and two silver. It is nearly nine decades our athletes went home empty handed of the sneaky mint. Yesterday, the 2008 Beijing Olympics, the most spectacular, marvelous and extravagant in history unlocked the door for the entire Filipino to renew once again our united visions and optimisms in prayers to wind down the 84 long years of Olympic gold medal drought and defeats. The Philippines has produced some of the finest athletes in the arena of amateur and professional sports but yet has to ascertain our prowess in the Olympics. Jeff Fenech, International Boxing Hall of Famer said "An Olympic medal is the greatest achievement and honor that can be received by an athlete. I would swap any World Title to have won gold in the Olympics" Will our athletes this time bring home the gold? With a bit of luck . . .

CLOSED FOR THE GLORY OF GOD

Last night I was listening in the news while trying to patch up something for tomorrow. Actually it was from the TV I was pinning my ears back for the late night reports because I was too occupied to only manage a peep on the boob tube. One news got my attentiveness. I broke off what I was doing for a moment and took a pew in front of the TV. Wyden King has ultimately closed down the last in the group of 14 of the Philippines largest short time sex motels - the Anito. King who had turned Born Again said the closure was not his but of God's will. King's business which many people thought to have caused despairs for countless marriages, inopportune pregnancies of minors, sanctuary for taboo love affairs have finally ceased venture after many generations. He said he cannot figure out how inexplicably the Lord ways are of letting go of his business. Some people considered King's act as a mere duplicity while most others extolled him for his courage and deed of repentance. Whatever it is the good thing is that . . . it is now closed. King gave up his millions of takings from the Anitos for his new found true God who moved in the most bizarre way for him.

ANGER VS. UNDERSTANDING

Last Thursday, July 17, I received a message. It was actually a reply to my e-mail and the sender was enraged against me. I was dumbfounded when I read the message and the first thing I did is go over my sent messages to see if I have written something that burst someone's bubble. I did not see anything, the fact that our conversation was not of quarrelsome issue but was rather a seek- help- support tête-à-tête regarding an approaching project. I just thought I was slapdash with my writing and I realized people are different in comprehension and it is a natural feedback for someone to react on something he feels to be wrong. But with all honesty my reply meant not to cause offense to anybody nor do I have any intention to insult or explode somebody's feeling. I always make it a point to keep rather unspoken or not write something to anyone because I am scared that I may utter something I will regret afterward. I believe in the old Chinese proverb that never write a letter when you are angry.

Jesus Christ also got angry when He squeezed out His outburst in the temple. But His anger was more of a "righteous indignation". Although everybody knows that anger is a sin it is an innate behavior of human being to get indignant. We rage at different intensities and anybody can become mad. It's no hard, but to be angry without basis and justifications, that is not within everybody's control. That is not easy. When anger escalates reflect on its aftereffects. It's like grabbing a hot coal with the intent of tossing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned or booting a stone harming your own foot. When I was still in my corporate life, when my daily routine involves the everyday toil of pressures , anxieties and squabbles with workmates and bosses I used to be angry almost everyday. I have learned through bitter experience that sometimes anger should be delayed in almost every possible way and situation to uphold relationship and friendship and let understanding sets in to takes its own course. I thought I was certain I understand what I thought somebody said, but I realized that what I heard is not what essentially what they meant. Sometimes I feel I am so intelligent but every so often I get the wrong end of the stick on what people are saying. I just thought I have the knowledge a lot about something and not really understand it. How many friends have I lost because of anger? How many times I made myself smaller than the things that made me angry? Of course we need sometimes to be angry especially so not to allow evil to be victorious or inequality and brutality to thrive. These things happen because many believe the world is not angry enough. But more than anger love and understanding can take its place to vanquish them and leads everything that hurt us to a better awareness of ourselves. Anyone can find faults, disparage, and attack anybody when he is angry but it takes understanding to take somebody's self control. We do not need power to let go of something. Or entombs anger to our inside and stock pile tensions for later implosion or explosion to offend ourselves or the others. What we really need is to understand. Anger destroys thing. It's an external manifestation of pain, trepidation and disappointment and the termination of struggle for the truth. When someone is angry he talks articulately as if he makes the best oration of his life. Anger makes someone clever but it keeps him poor- poorer in happiness because for every minute we are angry we lose 60 seconds of it. It is the air which puffs out the lamp of the mind, how can you think unmistakably when your knuckles are clamped and your teeth are crushing? Things will indeed seem different to us if we can only say "I am hurt" and opted to keep quiet and calm down and escape many days of sorrow rather getting angry so sudden. Understanding is the first step towards recuperation from anger. It appeases hurt and enraged feelings.

When Jesus blew up with rage that day in the temple. His indignation was up front. He reacted to the situation swiftly, optimistically, and fittingly then went on his business. His anger is right and justifiable. It's not easy to be indignant with the right person, and to the right extent, and at the right time, and for the right intention, and in the right way just as Jesus did.

My bitter experience of anger, tantrums and poor temperament being a moody artist then urged me to explore the beautiful gift of understanding. I still get angry but I have learned to control it; and I still try to yearn not to feel it. Now I do not easily get angry when a person gets mad at me, I always thought I cannot please everybody nor can I make a day in the sun for all. Instead, I never forget what somebody says to me when he is angry. Somehow I will be able to learn from it to become a better person. It made me believe that he who is slow to anger has great understanding. Anger and narrow mindedness are the enemies of it. A person who holds on to hasty mood leaves him less than he had been before while the calmness of the person on whom he wish to expel his ill temper conquers him... Sometimes you become great when a person misunderstood you. The most splendid pleasure is the joy of understanding . . .

192 TOPICS FROM DISCUSSION BOARD = 1 BLOG

Sa isang classroom sa MHS nag-roll call ang teacher . . .

ATTENDANCE!!! What Batch/ Year you belong? Batch ’86? Batch ’94? Batch 91……lift u our hands guyZZZZZZZZZZZ! ATTENDANCE: Batch 1991, magparamdam kayo!!! Cnu d2 and 1^st batch ng manda east high school or mpnag? Kumusta ka na? Ikaw nga . . . . . . . .sabay turo sa pupil na nasa kanyang harapan. Introduce yourself! My Korean name is Lee Hyo Ra, what’s yours? You know I’m a fan of Sir Jessie Landingin! Tanong ng teacher uli: Eh ! kung Hapon ka anong pangalan mo? Anong nangyari nuong birthday mo? Sumagot ang bata:Hehehehehehe! Wala lang! Nagtaasan na naman kasi ang mga basic commodities Sir. Then? Is there still hope for the Philippines? Just answer!!!! Do you believe? What do you think???? Nagtaas ng kamay ang isa, Sir Pa answer po! Eto na po pic ko! Kilala nyo ba ito? Miss YU FHABILLIONSZ? Ano ka ba talaga babae o lalaki?Tanong ng teacher--- ROCKER FROM MHS po Sir! Ok, Lets talk about Politics. . . is Erap guilty or not? Shy lang siguro! Sa bunga nakikita ang puno!sigaw ng mga estudyante. E, Sino nga ba ang banal sa mata ng tao? Tanong uli ni Sir.Those in authority are ultimately responsible to God! Political Friends. Pork Barrel Fund. Ang nagpaparumi sa tao! Sabi ng babaeng pupil. Paano naman tayong mga middle class? Are we barking on the wrong tree? Double standard nga ba? Kayo ang magpasiya! Excuse me po . . . pero high blood na ako! sigaw ng estudyanteng nakaupo sa dulo ng silid aralan. Ok class, Lets send an open letter to Mr. Willie Revillame. . .WOWOWEEEEE!!! Desperate times don’t need desperate but effective measures. We should do RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS. This is A MUST TIME PRAYER. . .Walang anu-ano ay bigla na lang may pumasok na babae sa silid. Sir!!! HELPP!!!!! Help me. . . I don’t know what to do. Sino ka? MHSian ka rin ba? Opo sir estudyante ninyo po ako dati and now I'm a confused mommy! Is prostitution should be legalized? May pagkakaiba po ba yung giving up at letting go?Tanong ng teacher: Have you been tempted? What makes temptation so alluring that some people cant resist? Christmas gift po sir! Balik tanaw lang, Totoo ba sa inyo si Santa? Coincidence sir! Class , Be honest even when others are not!!! Galit na tugon ng guro. For ladies -What reason would make you go for EB with chatmate? For memorable MHS experience sir! Sabi ng mga girls. How would you react? Yahooo! Finally sir! If given a chance to rewind your high school life what will you change and why? Mga produkto at uso nuong bata pa kami sir! Nag-emote ang teacher after hearing this . . .Naalala ko pa . . .My drivers license and the color of my skin, and I still date my ex-girlfriend. Ng gabing ako ay matukso . . .At EVER-GOTESCO job opening nuon. . . .Taimtim kong dasal . . . I am finding a husband . . . foolish thing you did for love ika nga. . .Ayos! sabay-sabay na sigaw ng estudyante. Gusto n'yo ba mai-luv again sir? But class how can you heal a broken heart? What is this thing called love? Is homosexuality wrong? Just asking class . . . Sir sino pong na miss nyong teacher??? ANAK NA LALAKE! Hahahahah! Tawanan ng lahat. I mean bawat bata ay may karapatan. Lalo na ang mga MHS KIDDIE. Message to the children . . . and parents sir?: 3 days na lang b-4 Valentines day! And today is February 9- Its Mandaluyong day Today! Hay… Mandaluyong! Alam n'yo ba class NAKATIKIM NA AKO NG BINTANA NG MANDALUYONG HIGH SCHOOL? Die or die eat! Hihihihihi! Ok class can we paly this one? Lets just play! Answer the riddle? Brain twister? Sabi ng matatanda?Just for mind? Name the presidents? Look alike? Make a match? What’s in the middle? The Ogag game? And lost and found? Just choose . . . Ayyy! No kids pala dito! Anyways we have gig on the 30^th of October and lets have friendster gathering, everyone is invited, my batch, active members of MHS, the teens, the twenties, MHSian e-group, the big three o and don’t forget to watch my 1^st indie film top billed by Philip Salvador. Sir sana magkaroon ng Grand Alumni/Homecoming sa MHS. Pag-uusapan natin yan sabi ng teacher. Maya-maya pa ay biglang may sumigaw . . . Gutom na ako!!!! MHSians share naman kayo ng recipe? Over ang cup ng coffee! OK class break muna tayo. . . .

After one hour nagbalikan na ang mga estudyante . . . . .

Classs hu's active members here? Please pray for Joy Cribelo . . . .Bakit sir??? tanong ng mga estudyante . . .sira na naman ang friendster kasi . So we need an inspirational and God cover letter please read…Ipinabasa sa isang bata “ Dear God a prayer thread: Life begins at 40, How do you know if you are old to be hip?We are not getting older , we are just fading away bwahahahaha! If you have 1 day to live how are you going to spend it? Why we should go home in time? Can you help me interpret my dreams? Amen and sabay-sabay nilang sagot, Ok class, do you know there are female hormones in beer? Did you know these facts? Paano makokontrol ang alak? What will you do? Tumayo ang isa at sumagot: The Lord is my helper I will not be afraid. What can man do to me? Sabi ng teacher: How patient are you? And what do you believe is true even though you can not prove it? Class, we have clear and present danger and we have to save the best for last. Any marriage encounter couple here? So what do you think patok na negosyo . . . . any suggestions? Sir chatbox! Sir internet love affair!! Casual thread sir! Joke Box sir yung (A collection of MHSian Jokes) Just put your jokes there and laugh our hearts out! Slum book tayo sir like hs tym! Ok! Ok! We will try all that but class, Bahay MHS . . . kailangan ng renovation, and MHS uniform which is better now or before? Nasaan na nga ba yung fishpond sa MHS? We have to tackle these problems first. Napansin ng teacher na inaantok na ang iba kaya he said: Class tinatamad naba tayo???!!!!(ipahayag ang sagot) I will tel you my story as an OFW . . . it is so much of American dream. Ang dami kong nakitang kakatwa at kakaibang signage duon. I spent several LENT, and these are the things or scene that melt your heart. There, I watched the new frontman of Journey, a Filipino is simply awesome. Another Pinoy making Filipinos proud, Gobyerno lang talaga ang bulok sa atin. Nuon nasa aboroad pa ako I always make a poem dedicated to my father on fathers day, I never forget to greet Happy mother day to all every mothers day and happy birthday MHS Alumni Friendster Group every 13^th of December. I have so many interesting conversation about love in the time of friendster or for all married ones. I always told them what single should do to avoid being alone for the rest of their lives. I have sixth sense . . . . I have horrifying tales and experiences too!! Boredom made me write the following: Midlife Crises, Anyone? a thread intended for matured men and women, Hanapin mo kami, Una kong kwento (gagayahin ko si Jessie), Ala-ala sa mga kanta ng High School, ., Sensitivity: asset or liability? Fight or not, Brod, ikaw ba ang nasusunod sa bahay ninyo? Misis dapat bang pantay ang kapangyarihan ninyo ni Mister? Ako kaya sino ang kamukha ko?Sakyan mo ako babe!!, at What is Capiz Shell? Ok Brod Pete … Basa. Kaya pasalamatan natin ang mga OFW sa kanilang KABAYANIHAN at ito ang tunay na SUKATAN NG KASIYAHAN dahil kung wala ito, what is the meaning of discipline to you and how can you describe the person above you?. Madalas ako umiyak sa CR . . .BOW dahil lagi kung itinatanong sa sarili ko : Buhay na hiram sino ba ang may karapatan? Or is it true that friends last longer than lovers? Or first love does it really die? I am always searching for a HINTS for effective Bible reading.

Tumayo ang isa sa mga estudyante: Bakit Sir Sino at ano ba ang naalala ninyo during your high school life sa MHS? Sumagot ang titser: “ Warning for matured individual only! Ha!ha!ha!ha! Tawanan ang lahat! Sir if you have your life again, what would you have not done? At kung ikaw ay magiging bagay o hayop, ano ka at bakit?

Sasagot pa sana and teacher ng. . . . . , KRINGGGGGG! KRINGGGGGG! KRINGGGGG!!!!! OK class tapos na ang klase. If you have questions about our lessons you can txt me through Globe New unlimited texting. My new cp no.is – 21013-wyd2008. By the way class . . . . . HURRRAY for Joy Cribelo!!!!!! WHY sir??????? Sabay-sabay nilang tanong.Nagtext siya sa akin - GAWA NA DAW ANG FRIENDSTER ULIT! At naipost na daw naya ang 192 TOPICS FROM DISCUSSION BOARD = 1 BLOG sa MHS blogsite!

Class dismiss! Yeheyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Habang papalayo ang guro, pabulong na inulit ang tanong ng pupil: Kung magiging hayop o bagay ako ano ang gusto ko . . . Gusto kong maging Barbie Doll! Sino ang naaala-ala ko during my high school life? Sino pa syempre si FAFA ko!) Nyahayyyyyy!

LIFE IS A RACE . . .

As life goes harder and harder for most of us, everyone seemed to race in chase of the good life. Some race for the elusive money, material possessions, some for blind pursuit of career success and others for personal fulfillment. Whatever it is money always stood alone as an issue. The way in which we quantify the echelon of our contentment or the norm of living we want to savor shows the race we want to run. We race in pursuit of a good life, for our self and our dear ones. There were instances envy, conceit, and material lust compelled us to race or people tend to compare their lives with their neighbors. They leave their home and bear the agony of solitude counting the days and the nights away from what they called their comfort zone - home. Some wins and most not. The repercussion of running the race, and failing takes a heavy price. When we choose to race the breakage lines soon to come into sight on the path we take and collapsing is not far behind. It's like doing a balance sheet it has two sides and the other side of it is relationship. We may opt not to take the race, and not love this world of materialism and just walk with perseverance, hope and faith because all too frequently and regrettably, in pursuit of a good life most leave a footpath of a wrecked relationship. Uncurl perverted priorities. Guidance, concern and relationship every so often take second place to the material and financial emphasis of so many of us. People with broken relationship chatter with little indignity about their flops in home but in quick-witted contrast are quite self-justifying if they fail in their careers or business undertakings or blow their own trumpet about their material and financial attainment. Success and wealth are sometimes acquired at the expense of closeness with our family. Many believes by working away from home they can furnish more things or lavish their children with gifts to bring happiness to their homes but in real sense it doesn't satisfy and compensate for the real gift of personal association and the empty longing in the abyss of our soul, the longing for home and family - a true place where love grows well, verdant and fragrant. I have seen and watched some people cry their eyes out as they recounted to me their tales of being away from home. Some with personal life blown apart others with families in muddle . . . none of their financial accomplishments are of the slightest help. Others rose from rugs to riches then back to rugs again . . . They were the race's losers. I also respect the fact that the same thing can happen to me as to anyone. I thanked their stories somehow made me think what contentment is all about. Several times I was tempted to take this sort of race, but every time I dare I think of my family, then my will power seemed all to fade. This world is full of hazards how many young lives have gone extremely far wrong without the fatherly guidance at home. I cannot afford to lose even a single second without them. As said, no amount of success can compensates for failure in home. I am by no means neither perfect nor faultless father, in fact I always feel culpable to my family that I can only give as much and only just can offer the life we have now. But I always thought that my daughters and my wife want me to be the chief executive of the house so it can run efficiently and embrace up the family in the most paternal ways. I realized I am the most important man in their life and my children would be able to put up their lives according to what they see in me. Can I show these aspects of a good father even if I am not with them? Perhaps yes but not absolutely. I know a father's physical presence is invaluable to them as it is with other children. It is also priceless to my wife as it is too with other spouses. Problems and trials come in, but the happiness of being together fortifies my spirit and belief with God that I can deal with it. Love makes a family and a family in harmony will prosper in everything. Life is a race . . . we want the best for our family but sometimes the best turns out to be the worst. We make our own choice; the burden to make the wrong choice is tempting and powerful and should not be underrated. We can just walk . . . slowly and patiently through God's help, we shall reach our desired destination safe and successfully or we can choose to sprint but we cannot choose the aftermath. The reason and the consequence kind of our choice labels us.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.

Hebrew 12:1

GENTLEMANLY DEFEATED

By nature , and nearly in all instances in the show ground of sports or any other field of battle for prowess, the winning challenger exults and rejoice before the multitude as he keeps an eye on his fallen adversary . More than what Manny Pacquiao demonstrated to the millions of watching around the world to see his notably proclaimed challenge to David Diaz was not only his boxing preeminence as the no. 1 pound for pound fighter of today but his kindness and compassion that is embedded and natural spirit of a true Filipino. As Pacquiao unveiled his warrior instinct that sent Diaz in stupor face down to the canvass, instead of vaulting or summer saulting for celebration, Manny showed the compassionate and helpful edge of a true sportsman when he moved toward and made an effort to help David Diaz get up. Concern was on his face for the fallen Diaz he trounced into flesh. As a matter of regulation , Referee Vic Drakulich warded off Manny’s showing of his spontaneous worry over his fallen rival while the crowd reacted riotously, screeching and applauding as it would seem they saw Diaz end came. According to reports, Pacquiao even asked the referee to halt the fight much earlier when he sensed there was no way Diaz could endure the later rounds. Diaz’s was bleeding profusely with deep cuts on his right eye and a nick on the bridge of the nose, and Pacquiao kept pounding them at will, most likely in anticipation that Diaz would quit, but did not until the 9th round when he was whacked in the mandible by a ferocious left hook, and plummeted kissing the canvass. David Diaz had the perplexed encounter of fighting the fastest man he had ever seen in the ring but experienced being defeated in the most gamely and gentlemanly manner. Dangerous David Diaz tamely capitulated himself to Manny Pacquiao and gave all his respect for his subjugator's humility, sportsmanship and humanity.

ATTAINED!

When Gabriel Flash Elorde defied fellow Hall of Famer Carlos Ortiz in 1964 and 1966 for his lightweight world title he was stopped both times by the latter in the 14^th round. 40 years has gone by since Elorde missed the mark of outspreading his boxing kingdom , Randy Suico took a crack to become the First Filipino lightweight world champion by challenging unconquered WBA lightweight title holder Juan Diaz. Referee Joe Cortez made his mind up to discontinue the bout after Suico had enough in the 9^th round. In Mandalay Bay, history was unsuccessful to replicate itself when Manny Pacquiao became the First ever Filipino boxer to catch the lightweight title by knocking out Dangerous David Diaz with a blitzkrieg left cross to the jawbone in the 9^th . The bout which many people considered as a “No-Match” fight of Pacquiao against the former Champion Diaz, interspersed added piquancy to his many boxing accolades. Pacquiao unify himself with the lofty and glorious list of quadruple boxing champions of the world in the persons of: Thomas “ The Hitman" Hearns, Sugar Ray Leonard, Roberto " Hands of Stone"Duran, Pernell Whitaker, Oscar "Golden Boy"dela Hoya, Leo Gamez, Roy Jones , Jr. and Floyd Mayweather, Jr. He made a momentous achievement by becoming the first Filipino and Asian Boxer to dominate such feat and recognition. Mabuhay ka Manny!

DRAW THE LINE: "No Story Is Worth Dying For"

“I always go after the story sometimes not thinking my love ones, my mom, my kids and this time I guess you know, kailangan maisip ko din na may mga nagmamahal sa akin na nasasaktan sila. It was so unthinking and irresponsible in that way to my children. my mother , my sisters and brothers who I put them in an ordeal like that.”

This was the emotional words of ABS CBN Ces Drilon-Orena hours after she was emancipated from a 9 day breath-taking encarceration from the notorious Abu Sayyaf. Ces, a veteran broadcast journalist who has been at the focal point of many and unfolding news stories, frequently under extreme circumstances found herself in the unpopular position of being in the news herself while they were on their way to interview a top commander of the Abu Sayyaf terrorist group.

LESSONS SHOULD HAVE BEEN LEARNED

Ces is the third local journalist abducted by the ASG, the first being another ABS-CBN staff who were paid up for a few millions during the Sipadan crunch and Inquirer reporter Arlyn dela Cruz. Vice President Noli de Castro and his team of media people were almost seized captives by the ASG when they called on the campsite when he was still a broadcaster. In this day of tight TV network competition between ABS-CBN and GMA7, media personalities seemed to come hell and water for stories . In spite of the fact that the country has the disgraceful reputation of having the fifth-highest number of journalists killed and high incidence of kidnapping, media take these risks as part of their job and responsibility for these networks and consequences have to be accepted even if unpleasant. With the “NO RANSOM POLICY” of both government and TV stations , media men going to bandit territory found themselves bearding the lions in their own den. Sad part is, journalists today give much attention to these outlaws by making interviews, news, and documentaries in pursuit of shining the light of exposure in broadcasting. These seemed to justify and spotlight the banditry of these terrorists instead of a help to wipe them out and put an end to all their ill doings. Media men without adequate training on international war correspondence are sent to Sulu and Basilan as baptism of fire. When was Press freedom gone so free, irresponsible and careless like this?

Media should get off and pay no attention to this terrorists because all they do is terrify and create panic to the public , and thats not what the people want. Its their destruction and total eradication that interest us most. We easily fail to recall—or don’t reflect about until tragedy and misfortune wallops. Even the dog in the streets know how dangerous and treacherous to confront these people. Media should draw the line and set boundaries for themselves with regards to covering of stories. Entering the den of these radicals is just like crossing the Rubicon or facing your own demon.

Ces Drilon said: “ I though I was so reckless I didn't think of my family, that I put them in a really terrible ordeal in the past, then it made me realized the value of life, my family, and my colleagues.” Another abject lesson for journalists not dare a challenge that the result will not be worth the effort put in to achieve it. Ces admittedly disregarded some cautions and put the lives of her team in danger because of her stubbornness. We should not throw warnings to the air and sacrifice ourselves, our love ones and others in a blind pursuit of self-fulfillment through career success. As one journalist said: “ No story is worth dying for.”

HABANG HUMIHIRAP... LALONG TUMITINGKAD, PATULOY NA TUMATATAG

Si Anne Marie Jarvis ang nagpasimula sa pagdiriwang ng Mother’s Day bilang pagdakila sa yumao niyan ina nuong 1905. Ito rin ang nagbigay ng inspirasyon kay Sonora Smart Dodd na ipagdiwang ang Father’s Day bilang pagkilala sa kanyang katangi-tanging ama na mag-isang itinaguyod silang anim na magkakapatid. Animnapu’t pitong taon pa ang lumipas upang ganap na kilalanin ng buong mundo ang pagdiriwang ng Father’s Day.

Mahirap ang buhay sa panahon na ito. Halos lahat ng aking nakakausap ay dumadaing sa taas ng mga bilihin lalo pa nga’t walang puknat ang pag alagwa ng presyo ng krudo at iba pang produktong petrolyo. Isali mo pa ang tustusin sa pagpasok ng pagbubukas ng eskwela. . . Grabe! Kaya karamihan sa atin lalung-lalo na ang mga tatay ay dinodoble ang kayod para matugunan lamang lahat ang panganagailangan ng pamilya. Maraming pagbati ang aking natanggap nuong Father’s Day. Personal, texts, phone calls, e-mails, pm’s, friendster widgets. Nakakatuwa at nakaaalis ng pagod. Nagpapasalamat ako sa mga pagbating ito . Sa lahat ng mga greetings natanggap ko , higit kong ikinalugod ang mga pagbating nagmula sa aking asawa at mga anak. Para bang humulas lahat ng pagod, stress at puyat na naranasan ko sa mga nagdaang araw. Pakiramdam ko habang humihirap ang buhay lalong tumitingkad ang kulay ng ang aking pagiging tatay at lalo kong nararamdaman ang appreciation kapalit sa lahat ng aking pagsusumikap. Ang buhay daw ay isang hamon at pagsubok at ito ang araw-araw kong sinasagupa para lalo akong maging matatag para sa kanila. Dinadakila ko ang aking asawa at ang bawat ina ng tahanan (lalo at higit sa mga nanay na sabay na ginagampanan ang tungklin ng isang ama at ina) sapagkat buo ang aking paniniwala na walang hihigit sa kanilang pagkalinga at pag-aaruga at isa ito marahil sa mga katangiang nagpapalakas ng loob kung bakit marami ring mga tatay ang napipilitang maghanapbuhay sa ibang bansa at mapalayo sa kanilang mga minamahal. Napakahirap na desisyon ito at iniisip ko pa lang ay parang hindi ko na kaya. Ayokong lumipas ang kahit isang segundo sa aking buhay na malayo at wala sa piling ng aking mag-iina. Kaya kahit mahirap ang manatili at maghanapbuhay dito, buong sikap kong pinipilit at hindi naman ako pinbabayaan ng Diyos.

Malaki ang paghanga ko sa mga tatay na OFW (sa mga nanay din) sa kanilang tapang at tatag.Wala siguro kahit sinuman ang magnanais na mapalayo sa kanyang asawa at mga anak, pero mahirap ang buhay sa Pinas kaya masakit man ito para sa isang ama, pagtitiis at kalungkutan ang nagiging kabayaran kapalit ng isang magandang buhay. Sino bang matinong tatay ang nagnanais na magutom ang kanyang pamilya? Ang responsableng ama ay laging nag-iisip na maibigay ang lahat ng kanyang makakaya materyal man o imateryal para sa lubos na kasiyahan ng kanyang mga mahal sa buhay. Dahil sa hirap ng buhay, marami rin sa mga tatay ang di makatugon sa kani-kanilang responsibilidad na nagiging sanhi ng pagkasira ng kani-kanilang pamilya kasabay ng pagguho ng kanilang mga pangarap. Hindi siguro mangyayari ito kung hindi natin aalisin ang tiwala natin sa atin mga sarili at ang pagsisikap sa abot ng ating kakayahan. At higit sa lahat ang paniniwala sa Diyos na hindi Siya magbibigay ng anumang alituntunin o pagsubok sa ating mga buhay ng hindi natin mairaraos at magagampanan. Mahirap ang maging isang ama pero katulad ng pagiging ina ng isang babae, ito rin ang nagbibigay ng tunay na katuturan sa pagiging ganap ng isang lalaki. Marami sa kalalakihan ang hindi nabiyayaaan ng pagkakataon na maging isang tatay sa kanilang mga buhay .Kaya huwag nating sasayangin ang pagkakataong ito na ibinigay ng Poong Maykapal sa atin dahil isang banal at dakilang gampanin ang nakaatang sa balikat ng bawat nilalang na mga ama. Isipin na lang natin na ang pagiging isang tatay ay kahalintulad ng pagpipintura ng isang mataas at malaking gusali gamit ang napakaliit na brutsa na habang natatapos ay naiibsan ang ating mga lula dahil unti-unti nating nakikita kung gaano kakulay ang ating ginawa o maihahambing natin sa pagtatayo ng isang konkretong pundasyon sa ilalim ng matindi at nakakapasong init ng araw na nilalagyan at pinatitibay ng mga kabilya upang sa paglipas ng maraming panahon ay manatiling nakatayo ng buong tatag. . .

HA! HA! HA!

Bro Lito (Lumabas)! Ayos na ba yung Friendster mo? That Friendster boo-boo is one of the link's issues that is hardest to deal with. Very few people can patch up the hitch unless maybe if you have a far ahead knowledge about internet and computer if not an IT wizard. I am very euphoric having unraveled the secret code to the issue and how you hailed and exalted me for the effort, but honestly I felt shamefaced about it. It seemed I really startled you how did I fix the error that left a big question mark on our wits. Honestly during the time we have a brief chat with regards to this issue. I was texting Bill G. at the same time for help. He was the one responsible and be given acknowledgments to all the technical solving coaching I relayed to you . . . ha! ha! ha!

AIMING FOR PERPETUAL GLORY

When Lehlohonolo “Hands of Stone” Ledwaba (35-2-1- 22ko’s) was scheduled to make a routine defense against Mexican Enrique Sanchez in Las Vegas, Manny Pacquiao ( 46-3-2 35ko’s) was working out in LA for an upcoming bout. Two weeks prior to Ledwaba – Sanchez fight the latter withdrew due to injury and Pacman stepped in as a last -minute proxy. Most of the fight spectators who witnessed the bout had no clue who Manny was . He wasn't given the probabilities to beat Ledwaba, but Manny proved them wrong and showed himself as he annihilated and crashed then sent to stupor the former champion. After this bout, Manny’s boxing career blossomed with resounding stoppage triumphs over Jorge Eliezer Julio, Fahprakorb Rakkiatgym, Serikzhan Yeshmagambetov, Emmanuel Lucero, Fahsan 3k Battery, Hector Velasquez, Oscar Larios, Jorge Solis, and his memorable and impressive conquests against Mexican boxing icons and future Hall of Famers Marco Antonio Barerra, Erick Morales and Juan Manuel Marquez.

Pacquiao holds the title as the first Asian Boxing Champion in three different weight categories. He is the current WBC Super Featherweight Champion, and the former World Champion at IBF Super Bantamweight and WBC Flyweight Division. Recently, after Floyd Mayweather official announcement of his retirement, Pacquiao added another momentous feats to his long list of boxing honors when he was named as the No. 1 pound-for-pound fighter in the world.

On June 28 at Mandalay Bay Resort & Casino in Las Vegas, Pacquiao will have a crack to become the first Asian fighter to win sanctioned world titles in four different weight divisions when he throw down the gauntlet against WBC lightweight champion David Diaz. Pacquiao considered as a “ National Treasure” by the entire Filipino people will make an effort to put up an eternal podium of boxing immortality for the country and the Asian region. Whatever maybe the aftermath, Pacquiao, will most likely be assured of a pew in the prestigious and exalted International Boxing Hall of Fame in the future.

INDEPENDENCE DAY: Are We Really Free? ( Reissue)

At dawn of April 27, 1521, Magellan invaded Mactan, a bloody battle ensued . Lapu-Lapu killed Magellan. For the next 54 years no alien dared to set foot on our soil; Malolos, June 23, 1899, the first Philippine Republic was inaugurated at Barasoin Church marking the birth of Asia’s First Republic; on September 2, 1945 Japan finally surrendered ;1986 Ferdinand Marcos was ousted by People Power Revolution at EDSA - - - these were the chapters of our freedom. How far our freedom has gone? Are we really free? Everybody loves freedom. Everybody wants it. Is it the right to do anything we want regardless of the impact on anyone else? People protest, hold demonstrations, run naked on streets, write or say anything against somebody , practice own religion, go anywhere they want, insult neighbors, politicians and even the president! One has the power to make their own choice and act upon them accordingly, however, it has to be balanced with order. It doesn’t mean that you can do whatever you want and having no obligations to anyone? They say: "One’s freedom stops when other’s freedom starts". I think this is not so. Freedom should be balanced with certain constraints . Imagine if everyone do what they want, would it work? No! It would be a total pandemonium ! Freedom has a different meaning to every single person. Everyone has a different view of what freedom means to them. We can only be free if we let other people to be free as well. . .


It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.
Galatians 5:1

THE GREATEST PRAYER

A man was standing in a bus waiting station for a ride. He was getting too impatient for he thought he had waited too long. Then he saw a bus already full of people coming. He waved his hands and yelled at the driver but the bus did not stop. So he ran after the bus thinking the driver might have a second thought of giving him a hitch but was ran over by a speeding truck instead and died instantly. Momently, a new bus with few people aboard stopped at the station.

What can we take from here? Some people think waiting is a waste of time . Patience doesn't not come innately in a person nor it can be developed instantaneously. Its just like building up a puzzle, you have to work on every pieces of it. Truly, patience is waiting but not inactively and unresponsively . That is laziness and inadequacy of self control. The art of patience is doing something else in the meanwhile to practice ones concentrated strength and prevent boredom and anger to set in. Can you just imagine if the world lives without it? Humanity will be in total chaos and anarchy will rule . One minute of patience they say is worth ten years of peace. Our world will be in total darkness if Edison lost his patience in inventing the light bulb. Would the summit of Mt. Everest be reached or the depth of the Mariana Trench fathomed? Would the English Channel be crossed or Neil Armstrong set his footsteps on the moon? Would every great dreams come true for impatient and anxious dreamers and achievers? Patience serves as a fortification against wrongs as hat do against the heat of the sun. For you wear a thicker hat on your head the heat have no power to harm you. Patience is like waiting an egg to be hatched. You cant get a chick by simply crunching the egg. Or a woman waiting for her baby who sleeps for nine months in her womb to be born. Patience is unpleasant, it is self- suffering for others, but it is a fortitude that sustains things with tranquil but mighty HOPE. Patience is the art of hoping, that life is all about timing and waiting. To reach the out-of-the way, to make the unavailable obtainable, or to accomplish and conquer the unattainable. All human understanding and knowledge is summed up in two words - wait and hope and the key to patience are acceptance and faith. Take things as they are, and look sensibly and rationally at the world around us. Believe in ourselves and in the direction we have chosen. All nice things come to he who waits. If you are lured to lose patience in yourself and with others; stop and ponder how patient God has been with you and all of us. Gautama Siddharta Buddha, Hindu Prince and founder of Buddhism quoted: “ The greatest prayer is patience”. Patience is a virtue not found in most of us but if we can just follow our hearts through God’s will, everyone can posses it and make beautiful and happy faces!

 ROM 12:12  Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.