secretly a star
Since being in the youth pastoral team in Buhangin Community Center, I have been blessed to eat out a lot more than stress myself with planning. Well, it’s more converse than what I just said, but it feels more of the fun side now than tough. It’s true, building rapport has changed much of our leadership strength. And, tonight, our meeting at Coffee Cat was more of unloading and listening to one another. I had always been friends with Micah since way back when, but now I could really testify more of the evident strength of God in her life. What seem to tear her apart has always been powerless by the sustaining grace God freely affords her. And there was Val, Indai, Ombeng. These guys rock. They are all working people (Now, I am, too! ) yet they lavish so much time for the work of God. I am blessed. We meet the Yuppies (young professionals at church) monthly, but the youth only know so much about the core leaders they look up or pass by–stars in their own right, for the yuppies, a secret team star of five edges.
Kingdom CEOs
Business meetings are familiar to me. I have more than four in a week. But it was only last March 28 did we decide to go out from the bounds of BCC and book one mini hall to host thirteen of us. We were in our business attires, laptops and reports in Powerpoint. Lots of great things that night. My girls are amazing–very creative, thoughtful, willing and ready to make action.
Should I add more, we were speaking in English the entire night, and photographing each other! It was seriously fun! =D And look at that polaroid photo by instagr.am. Perfectly cool to make us remember the rich night.
train of edibles
Last week had been edibly tight. I was out and about the city with friends.
Came Monday, guests from Pangasinan arrived at cold 5:00am. Treated them for lunch at Davao's local pride, Penong's. They are known for the unlimited rice offer. Clap your hands twice, and you get another serving!
Tuesday, 4 family-sized pizza from Pizza Hut was a good partner for the SM4 meeting! We were never bored!
Wednesday, lunch at Tita Annie's. Buffet lunch at P99.00. It was my first time there. The place was packed with business men and employees during their lunch break. Hmm, looks like I will be a frquent visitor to Roxas Avenue. Had merienda at McDonald's. We had dinner at Ahfat, the third resto. Aah, our favorite. Everything masarap! Our guests kept thanking us for bringing them there. =). We still wanted something for a chill, we headed to Damosa's Ice Giants. Mango Magnifico! Nyum!
Thursday, dinner date with sibs at Mandarin, SM. I'm amenable that I'm the least into Chinese-food in the fam.
Friday, a date with Langga at Calda. Pizza was a good company for intimate talks!
Saturday, afternoon chill with Salem and Jethro at Jollibee. We had fun analyzing the cars drive-thru-ing! ;) And then another pizza date at Mama Maria's Pizzeria (home of the largest pizza at 63") at J.P. Laurel Avenue. This time with Weng. My second Calzone this week. We still wanted to gab, we crossed the street and stayed at Chicco de Cafe for the wee hours of the night.
I'm glad Davao's got a host of resto's and food lounges. And just like our guests, I'm in love more with Davao. Food is not just the way to a man's heart; it's one to a woman's, too. Trust me! =p
Came Monday, guests from Pangasinan arrived at cold 5:00am. Treated them for lunch at Davao's local pride, Penong's. They are known for the unlimited rice offer. Clap your hands twice, and you get another serving!
Tuesday, 4 family-sized pizza from Pizza Hut was a good partner for the SM4 meeting! We were never bored!
Wednesday, lunch at Tita Annie's. Buffet lunch at P99.00. It was my first time there. The place was packed with business men and employees during their lunch break. Hmm, looks like I will be a frquent visitor to Roxas Avenue. Had merienda at McDonald's. We had dinner at Ahfat, the third resto. Aah, our favorite. Everything masarap! Our guests kept thanking us for bringing them there. =). We still wanted something for a chill, we headed to Damosa's Ice Giants. Mango Magnifico! Nyum!
Thursday, dinner date with sibs at Mandarin, SM. I'm amenable that I'm the least into Chinese-food in the fam.
Friday, a date with Langga at Calda. Pizza was a good company for intimate talks!
Saturday, afternoon chill with Salem and Jethro at Jollibee. We had fun analyzing the cars drive-thru-ing! ;) And then another pizza date at Mama Maria's Pizzeria (home of the largest pizza at 63") at J.P. Laurel Avenue. This time with Weng. My second Calzone this week. We still wanted to gab, we crossed the street and stayed at Chicco de Cafe for the wee hours of the night.
I'm glad Davao's got a host of resto's and food lounges. And just like our guests, I'm in love more with Davao. Food is not just the way to a man's heart; it's one to a woman's, too. Trust me! =p
note: I'm gonna behave next week. It's Week of Fire at BCC; that means fasting! ;)
an ode to chic-ness
spending time with girlfriends, again. woohoo! ah, it has never been sweeter. ;)
i love the kulitans as much as i love the unreserved dispenses of the heart.
and last night, i was just listening to Chem (my disciple of 10yrs now) as she keeps me posted of her recents and nexts. This girl's definitely walking in high heels--confident in the Lord; sure of her calling; daring each step even though they're risky most of the time. Her faith has kept her solid, yes in the Lord.
i am blessed.
(my disciples get me blessed by their lives and choosings a lot of times; I hope they know that.)
far from being able to state fashion well, Chem and the rest of my girls have defined what it is to be spiritually posh, heavenly mod, and godly select.
they...
+genuinely love the Lord.;
+pick themselves up from falling and failing times;
+drive happenings;
+both follow and lead;
+joyfully serve;
+know they have quirks, but found the grace of God;
+listen;
...
ah, the list would be endless as I keep discovering God-things with them. =)
my girls are chic in God's eyes---so [in] in His plan and purpose---an evidence of God's grace. i am always left amazed at how the Lord has worked and how He is still fashioning us into His image. i praise Him, yes, I'll do that and more! ;)
NOTE: INTENTIONAL FAIR LOVE goes to all my girls, my loves, my treasures, my crowns, my princesses; I'm sorry for emphasizing Chemis this time. I guess I'll have more years of my blogging to not ever write about you.
+PHOTOS were used prior to this post; sorry if they're more of me =(.this is my blog, anyway! hehehe! ;)
+PHOTOS were used prior to this post; sorry if they're more of me =(.this is my blog, anyway! hehehe! ;)
the state of the [beloved]
5:22a - 16APRIL2010
To be loved is to be known, to be known is to be loved... okay, it might be the other way around... but just the same---to me, it is to know the self, too.
To be loved is to be known, to be known is to be loved... okay, it might be the other way around... but just the same---to me, it is to know the self, too.
Nascent things spring as I allow myself to be one step more (and a thousand times a thousand augmented) engaged in the Love of the One that's True. It's not because His Love has become greater, for it cannot be--It has been and will always be too great to comprehend. It's just that--this season--I have been made [more] conscious of a Love existent since time and extant by reason of space.
This Love--abundant, expressive and compelling. Wheeew.
I just came from one of the replete whiles with the Lord at the mezzanine. I go there despite its current mess of scaffolds, because I love the cold waft of air deprived of us at our hidden home; the view of the sky and the perfect solitaire it ushers. And today, minus them, one thing that arrested me early--is the audible voice amplifying the kindest of kindest invitations to be [loved]--the assurance of this altruistic devotion to one imperfect--me.
Blank.
(Okay, that's just my way of letting things sink and and get in.)
Finally, I got it. Yes, I am loved. I have heard it, read it, seen it. But now--I begin to understand [some more] of it. (hehe)
Come closer. Stay with me. Speak for I will listen. The voice is clearest than it ever was.
Waaaah... (simple words... but it exposed the me that I have been and is bidding me to the new me that I can be...) I grappled for some back-words--yet I only managed a sigh. Tears flowed... and I started to speak to the Voice that also hears.
And then I found myself un-shy-ingly (=p) rehearsing some dreams... boldly story-ing some thoughts... spontaneously shared my currencies (as if He's not updated)... Asked old questions... Formulated new ones... Haha, I was so honest... For I certainly know there are no judgments; no restrictions; no doubt in the One who loves hearing and watching me [be].
Jesus' Love---God's love---He is Love. What a mystery! It brings in beautiful people and circumstances. It places me in the [where] I rightfully belong--the state of the [beloved] I have skipped or feasibly thought but have never entered in.
In-Love... I guess it means---"to be inside this greatly perfect and perfecting kind of Love in Christ Jesus." Yes, in-this-Love. It is a state that makes one so much aware about the Lover and the Moment, otherwise, it's all in vain.
(woohoo-ing)
(woohoo-ing)
This Love---inexhaustible and evident; strong and stubborn; long and high; deep and wide.
Who can escape?
-----
Love of my life, Look deep in my eyes
There you will find what you need
Give me your life, Lust and the lies
The past you're afraid I might see
You've been running away from me
You're my beloved, Lover I'm yours
Death shall not part us, It's you I died for
For better or worse, Forever we'll be
Our Lo...ve it unites us
It binds you to me, It's a mystery
Love of my life, Look deep in my eyes
There you will find what you need
I'm the giver of life, I'll clothe you in white
My immaculate bride you will be
Oh come running home to me yeah *now*
You're my beloved, Lover I'm yours
and Death shall not part us, It's you I died for
For better or worse, Forever we'll be
Our Love it unites us, and it binds you to me yea now now
Well you've been a mistress, my wife
Chasing lovers it won't satisfy
Won't you let me make you my bride
You will drink of my lips
And**taste new life
all my bags are packed
Twenty-ten's door turned out to be one of the kicking ones. The year of explosion, I personally baby-named it as [year of display]. What could there be? what could be beyond what i believe, perceive, and conceive [now]. Kaka-excite naman toh... pwede, paki-pigilan ako? Otherwise, I might drag you into my dreams! Wahaha.
Barely the first week of the year. I already got my share of surprises. Some are yet plans. Some are shared blessings. With the former, whether they happen or not, it already puffed up my heart--note, heart po, thank God, not the head. Much overwhelmed that I was taught that God can really orchestrate things atop my sparse desires.
Posterity. People. Places. (+Prudence.)
The sound of them makes me gigil (not giggle) already! I'm going to experience them!
Unworthy--and that's apparent. And so I am filled with thanksgiving [every]day--telling my God--You are awesome! You are Gracious! Until one thought caved in the middle of my failing gratitude--Rej, if I am not showing you these pretty stuff and letting you experience these seemingly-good-things-to-you, would I be less awesome, and less gracious, or less-God to you?
There.
Pale at the thought of my narrow perception, I was plunged into a deeper experience of my God.I know He wants me for Himself, but He's not keeping me in-doors. He wants me [out], too! For there's too much to behold that not even the biggest range can room it. Glimpses of His sovereignty are already vast lands of glory and grace for me to explore.
I'm stepping [out] of my weak senses, [in] better tastes of the play of His hands and [through] which my lifetime can contain.
Jacob and Wait-chel
(Is this part II? No, not just yet)
THE SENSES
He sees. She believes. [Blink]. The perfect picture of fear--white and without print.
He braved the words that faith alone can speak. She uttered nothing, not because there was no faith; for to conceal the words is to reveal the heart. [Hum].
He is rain. She is sunshine.[Sniff]. The ground smells the same, even if it shouldn't.
He is sugar. She is spice. [Gulp]. Their presence brought in a stirring.
He paced. She stepped-in. [Poke]. Is their a journey to start?
THE SEASONS
He dies. She mortifies.
He dares the cold. She marks the time.
He works. She waits.
He sows. She seeds. Both reaps.
THE STEERING
The wind blows. The wings flow.
The heart minds. The head feels.
He is Jacob. She is Rachel.
Either we change the story
Or we change the characters.
=D
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