I do.
I have not witnessed a papal-approved or any spiritually-related miracle face-to-face, but I believe that everyday in our lives we witness miracles. From the sparrows in the wild that don’t go hungry, to the rain that caused flood that have allowed our dams to have enough water supply throughout this year.
That’s how He is when you pray to Him. He give so much in return to our prayers. He does bless us recklessly. He answers our prayers in His time, and only provides what He thinks is best for us.
God takes credit for everything that is good that happens. Because He habitually intervenes in so many ways possible to those He love - - that includes you and me.
Tuesday 28 August 2007
Thursday 23 August 2007
Why?
...not just between a wife and a husband but among family members and among friends as well.
It’s not lack of communication or trust or faith or because of pride. The 3 great As that completes a relationship (1) attention, (2) appreciation and most importantly (3) appearance… That’s how simple they are, but apparently Aga’s wife in the movie was not able to provide the first two - - but the mistress has been able to.
And the flick also shows that it's all up to you, and how you'd like to perceive yourself and your life.
For example, notice how Aga chose to become a hurting person because his father see him as a failure. Afterwards he finds control over his self-destruction that has lead him to be insecure most of his life.
How about Maricel? She made herself vulnerable to Aga’s needs of a domesticated wife. She saw her worth. She distance herself from her need of a reciprocating love by gaining support from family and friends. And she started the change when she pretended to feel apathy at first and then let go of her pains from her past relationships. And finally ‘really’ move on.
But the ‘revelation’ of Angelica who in her youth has craved the fulfillment of career, acceptance of friends while challenging her rights over conquering love. She may have seemed feeble, even compliant at first but her being free-spirited only awakened her wrath. And that same anger was to behold as the story unfolds in the movie.
..it's not five star for me but the triad was successful in their characters.
It’s not lack of communication or trust or faith or because of pride. The 3 great As that completes a relationship (1) attention, (2) appreciation and most importantly (3) appearance… That’s how simple they are, but apparently Aga’s wife in the movie was not able to provide the first two - - but the mistress has been able to.
And the flick also shows that it's all up to you, and how you'd like to perceive yourself and your life.
For example, notice how Aga chose to become a hurting person because his father see him as a failure. Afterwards he finds control over his self-destruction that has lead him to be insecure most of his life.
How about Maricel? She made herself vulnerable to Aga’s needs of a domesticated wife. She saw her worth. She distance herself from her need of a reciprocating love by gaining support from family and friends. And she started the change when she pretended to feel apathy at first and then let go of her pains from her past relationships. And finally ‘really’ move on.
But the ‘revelation’ of Angelica who in her youth has craved the fulfillment of career, acceptance of friends while challenging her rights over conquering love. She may have seemed feeble, even compliant at first but her being free-spirited only awakened her wrath. And that same anger was to behold as the story unfolds in the movie.
..it's not five star for me but the triad was successful in their characters.
Friday 17 August 2007
Tuesday 14 August 2007
Raining Fireworks
Loving
is a lot
like watching
a 20-minute
fireworks
display.
It starts with sparks.
Exciting.
Emotional.
Romantic.
Sweet.
even Memorable.
But it also
always ends
as dramatic
as it begins;
it fades slowly
into thin air...
& as much as
you wanted to keep
watching.
there's nothing
to make it stay..
in the end
all there is left is a starless night
& the fact that some good things
never seem to last.
is a lot
like watching
a 20-minute
fireworks
display.
It starts with sparks.
Exciting.
Emotional.
Romantic.
Sweet.
even Memorable.
But it also
always ends
as dramatic
as it begins;
it fades slowly
into thin air...
& as much as
you wanted to keep
watching.
there's nothing
to make it stay..
in the end
all there is left is a starless night
& the fact that some good things
never seem to last.
Wednesday 8 August 2007
My Aunt Julie
I remember her laughing loud at my silly jokes. I remember how she waits for my uncle during our family gatherings, and how they spoon-feed each other. *They are so sweet!* I remember her bringing me maja mais on my birthday and on every occasion I crave for her special maja(...for free! lolz!) I remember her bringing me gifts every time we see each other. The typical aunt who buys her niece something she'd like to wear for herself but wouldn't fit her anymore. I remember her happy. I remember her nice, and sweet.
So when I heard the news of death. I did not cry. (This is the second time I did not cry..I'll expound on that in another blog entry.) Because I do remember her smiling, giggling and laughing… Despite the many aches that her sickness bring her..She brought joy to any one she gets to touch.
Example? Me. Imagine cooking me maja and other sweets which she can't enjoy for herself...
My Aunt Julie died of pneumonia. It's not a deadly disease but because she was diabetic. And her blood pressure was high, her lungs collapse and her anti-bodies were just too weak - - her body gave in. I could not fathom how she tried to gasp for air during her last few seconds..It was too painful for me to even write it down.
I know she's alright. She has been relieved from her earthly body which has caused her so much pain.
And I know we'll be alright too.
Maybe not now, maybe hopefully soon.
So when I heard the news of death. I did not cry. (This is the second time I did not cry..I'll expound on that in another blog entry.) Because I do remember her smiling, giggling and laughing… Despite the many aches that her sickness bring her..She brought joy to any one she gets to touch.
Example? Me. Imagine cooking me maja and other sweets which she can't enjoy for herself...
My Aunt Julie died of pneumonia. It's not a deadly disease but because she was diabetic. And her blood pressure was high, her lungs collapse and her anti-bodies were just too weak - - her body gave in. I could not fathom how she tried to gasp for air during her last few seconds..It was too painful for me to even write it down.
I know she's alright. She has been relieved from her earthly body which has caused her so much pain.
And I know we'll be alright too.
Maybe not now, maybe hopefully soon.
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