Saturday, May 28, 2005

When Christ Comes

You are in your car driing home. Thoughts wander to the game you want to see or meal you want to eat, when suddenly a sound unlike any you've ever heard fills the air. The sound is high above you. A trumpet? A choir? A choir of trumpets? You don't know, but you want to know. So you pull over, get out of your car, and look up. As you do, you see you aren't the only curious one. The roadside has become a parking lot. Car doors are open, and people are staring at the sky. Shoppers are racing out of the grocery store. The Little League baseball game accross the street has come to a halt. Players and parents are searching the clouds.
And what they see, and what you see, has never before been seen.

As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of the atmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto the earth. There are no shadows. None. From whence come the light begins to tumble river of color - spiking crystals of every hue ever seen and a million more never seen. Riding on the flows is an endless fleet of angels. They pass thru the curtains one myriad at a time, until they occupy every squre inch of the sky. North. South. East. West. Thousands of silver wings rise and fall in unison, and over the sound of the trumpets, you can hear the cherubim and seraphim chanting, "Holy, holy, holy."

The final flank of angels is followed by twenty-four silver-bearded elders and a multitude of souls who join the angels in worship. Presently the movement stops and the trumpets are silent, leaving only the trimphant triplet: "Holy, holy, holy." Between each word is a pause. With each word, a profound reverence. You hear your voice join in the chorus. You don't know why you say the words, but you know you must.

Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet. The angels turn, you turn, the entire world turns - and there He is. Jesus. Through waves of light you see the silhouetted figure of Christ the King. He is atop of a great stallion, and the stallion is atop a billowing cloud. He opens his mouth, and you are surrounded by his declaration: "I am the Alpha and the Omega."

The angels bow their heads. The elders remove their crowns. And before you is figure so consuming that you know, instantly you know: Nothing else matters.Forget stock markets and school reports. Sales meetings and football games. Nothing is newsworthy. All that mattered, matters no more, for Christ has come...

Monday, May 16, 2005

Help, anyone?

I'm tired. Had a heavy weekend. Didn't have the time to really rest. And my househelp just left today leaving me helpless (sigh) with the chores. And my main prob is my son. The part time driver is taking care of him now and this cannot go on. Need to find another househelp sooner.

I am moving to night shift next week to make things easier for my son. But I know it's tough: attend to him daytime and work nightime...

Help, anyone?

Thursday, May 12, 2005

What Can I do?

I can see him in sametime. He's in "away" mode. He hasn't buzzed me since he came in. I am not going to either. I know, I know. I'm the only one who knows that there's an issue with us. In fact the only one who knows there is an US! Pathetic!

I am keeping my cool. I will not entertain any wishful thinking. I will take everything as it is - plain and simple.

Saying this, I can relate to this song I am playing:

What Can I Do? - The Corrs

I haven't slept at all in days
It's been so long since we've talked
And I have been here many times
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

There's only so much I can take
And I just got to let it go
And who knows I might feel better
If I don't try and I don't hope

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

No more waiting, No more aching
No more fighting, No more trying

Maybe there's nothing more to say
And in a funny way I'm calm
Because the power is not mine
I'm just gonna let it fly

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

Love me..

Idiot Box

I'm on lunch break, listening to music over the web. I called my son on the phone to check on him and my sister answered. She hurriedly said bye coz she's watching TV. My, that reminded me of story where the idiot box stole a boy's bestfriend. And it's happening to my sis! She subscribed for cable connection and bought a TV set for her room. And since then, I rarely see her out of her room! Although I admit we (my son and I) sometimes sit with her. She has not gone out of the house for exactly 3 weeks now. No malls, no movies. Just work and Church. And now, this IDIOT box is slowly taking my son away. I have a hard time competing with Cartoon Network, Nickelodeon, and Disney Channel! And to think I only have 4 hrs of his waking hours since I work the swing shift and I hardly talk to him! Now, I am wondering how could I take him away from TV now that it's almost school time? Sigh...And I am beginning to succumb to its temptation...

Wednesday, May 11, 2005


us...now... Posted by Hello


My MSU tropa =) Posted by Hello


The guys in my life =) Posted by Hello

Asthma...a silent disorder. I completely forgot how a bout of asthma felt like. It's been years since I had this. What I thought was a simple cough led to a complicated case. I was wheezing Monday and called in sick for work. Tuesday, I saw the doc. And it was found out my BP was so high. And who wouldn't be? I was waiting for my turn at the waiting area with no aircondition. And I just came from outside and was sweltering from heat. Told the doc it's bec of the heat. Antibiotics were prescribed for the cough. Nothing more. Good thing I went to work for half day and had my nebulization there. It eased off the wheezing.

Just received a call from a colleague in MSU, asking me if Tintan and I are back together. She saw in friendster pics of him and my son, and some barkada so happy together. Now what, can't we be happy in seeing each other and not be a couple? I was glad seeing my MSU barkadas, and was happy for the time my son spent with his dad. Sigh, why can't life be simple?

About Frog Prince, he's on travel. Haven't heard from him since Sat. Haven't texted him too. I deleted his number and all of his messages. It's better this way. My prob now is how to block him in internal IM.

Gotta go! I have to nebulize...

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Loving and Learning

I came all the way from the house to this internet cafe because I need to blog. I have tried writing it down but then I can't start. I guess computer is into me already.

Last night was a tough night. Cough fits cannot seem to stop. I had a sleepless night. But not entirely because of the cough...it's also because of Frog Prince.

He's got a GIRLFRIEND.

It came out too casualy from him thru text. I sent a message telling him of my day (as I usually do). Told him the movie "Wedding Date" is not a good thing to watch. Then I fell asleep.

The coughing woke me and I checked the time in my cellfone. There was a message. And it was from him. And it goes something like this:
"...I pulled up a desk together for my girlfriend, so she can study..."

Then I went: WHAT?

Then all these questions crept from me. I didn't dare ask.
Sigh....Yeah, a big SIGH....

We got a long pretty well Friday night. He shared some of his interests like music. And he confessed that he feels bad when he keeps on disappearing in chat bec of travel. He doesn't like to "ignore" me. Then this...tsk, tsk, tsk. Like a pin bursting a bubble. My bubble.

Well, I can never really be mad. As if he like me or anything more than a friend. He does not. That's the sad truth. I guess I was too caught up with finding my own guy this time that I failed to check the facts. Another lesson to learn. Another experience to share.

But, LOVING is too good to be stained by this experience. =) I shall not be discouraged as I know, there is always a blessing for those who patiently wait. =)

Friday, May 06, 2005


then him... Posted by Hello


then family pics... Posted by Hello


then childhood pics...that's him carried by the panda Posted by Hello


it all started with this... Posted by Hello

Frog Prince

...he calls me Dorky, i call him Poppy.
...we swap sms, we chat
...he gave me pics of gargoyles, i gave him pics of Mactan bridge
...we swapped childhood pics, i look cute, he does, too
...we swapped pics of cubicles to find out whose cube is the messiest
...i gave him songs from MYMP, he gave me Rio and Paris music
...i dream of living in UK, he likes Cebu bec of fastfood express deliveries
...i gave me a pic, i'd rather not
...he is single, i am a single mother
...he doesn't know, i didn't tell
...i am his friend,we are friends
...and I'm thankful for it =)