Monday, November 23, 2009

Faith to move a mountain

If only you can control everything in your plans. There will always be "unexpected events" to challenge it. Sometimes it can wipe out every single bit of positive energy/outlook you have. This type can be too demoralizing and it will bite your confidence up to the bones. Not for the weak of heart and mind! It will give you restless nights and palpitating days. Then, there are nuances. Still it can ruin your certified gold plans. It is like it is not that important but you still have to consider them in your schedule of things. Some challenges are exciting because it triggers creativity or opens promises, which we all like to have. Among the three, I am definitely sure we all want the third type. But the greatest lesson is buried deep in the first type. It is not just to dig the treasure but you must also cover the holes properly. Otherwise, you might step into it.

As for me, there are several loopholes. But can you exercise faith if you are a "sigurista"? Everything I did here, I try my best to make sure that I'm guided by my true Boss. I pray and pray and read the bible. Yes, I'm fortunate that God is guiding me. I draw my strength from Him. It is like opening a complicated gadget. I am following every word in the guide provided. I don't skip anything. Sometimes there is a tremendous urge to assume some items. I simply ignore the temptation but just to remain patient. If there are 100 steps, I guess I'm already in the 80Th. Whew! It is near and yet I must be patient and not to fall into a trap of discouragement. Difficult level already. I guess I admit that this is the most difficult because I sometimes doubt if I made the right decision. That decision part is step 10 I think. That's too far to let affect step 80. That's the thing. Again, I draw my strength from God.

Stressful emotion is in the highest level right now or nearing the top. I'm confused. I'm supposed to be happy and not feeling afraid. My mind knows that but my heart is thinking more. Tsk tsk tsk... I'm worried. There are what ifs trying to control me. It isn't easy to just set it aside but a change in perspective can help a lot in managing this. First thing first, I must identify what is causing me to feel this way. Fear? Doubt? Loss? Adjustment? Undefined territory?

In the gospel today, a widow gave up her precious possessions. I am sure that before she let go of the two copper coins, she encountered so many questions in her mind, I am sure she also thought of her child and what they will eat. What made her gave up her everything when I'm sure God will understand if she didn't. She obeyed. Jesus saw her and acknowledged that she did the most noble thing . I am sure also that even if she has given up her only possessions, she left the place with a smile on her heart

God just acknowledged my sacrifice and told me to just let go. while, I am trusting Him, I am also like holding too tight and He is telling me to let Him do the wonders. By His grace, I will let go...

Friday, November 13, 2009

December blues

It happened a long time ago. I was still too young to understand but I wasn't spared. It was quick and in a whiff of the wind something within me changed. I can feel its effect until today. I felt so sad. It was strong and it was the first time I felt that way. Sadness suddenly overwhelmed my young mind and heart. The thing is, I was too young to understand. There was no one beside me who helped me understand what I was going through.


I still feel it even today. Like the other day while walking alone in the street. The wind blew and it made me stared at a tree for a few seconds.Viola.. there it was. That feeling! I stopped and inhaled. I felt the little boy in me who experienced sadness for the first time. Even if I got sad, I just smiled and remember the good old days.

I was close to my cousins back then. My world revolved around them even if they were older than me. Kuya Paul, Kuya Noel and Ate Imelda. Yeah, they werent perfect but for a young boy I had no judgement. All I know was that I had fun with them around. Not only them of course. I also had other cousins and so our house was full of laughters, cries, mess and everything. I never felt different.

Then one day they left. I was caught unprepared. I didnt know what happened. But just one day they were packing and then they left for the airport. So they joined their parents in US. BAM!!! I just found myself all alone. I didn't know what I was feeling. I was in our once very noisy room but the whole house was too quiet that day and I can hear my heart beating so slow.

I still had Mamang then and at least as a lola's boy, I was still comforted of her presence and of her voice. But then one day, I dont know what month it was,she too migrated to US. I was left alone. Yes, I was with my family. Back then, I wasn't that too close with them and I still had so many issues. It was devastating.

In 1992, Mariel came into our lives. She was an angel sent from heaven. I was struggling with my studies and with my family when she came. Then there she was. She made me smile once again. It was the first time that a family member made me smile. Somehow her presence touched my heart and brought healing. With so many issues, I always run away and be with my friends to find comfort. Mariel changed it. I felt wanting to be by herside. Always. I got busy. I should've followed the desire of my heart to be with her as much as I could. I was already living away from my family then and I only see her once in a while. I was still spending too much time with my friends. Yes, that strong feeling helped me create time for her. I would picked her up on Saturdays and we be together in Makati just to have fun. We watched movies, read in powerbooks, eat, shop and at the end of the day I felt happy seeing her happy and contented as she would sleep on my shoulder going home. The following day, I would leave and she would say goodbye and she would ask me when will I go home again. It breaks my heart. As I walked away, I knew that she has taken over a portion of my being. She did.

That's why when they left for US in 2003, I was devastated. This couldn't be happening all over again. All these people have left me. I went with them in the airport and that was the last time I saw my sister Mariel. I waved goodbye and I knew then that it will not be easy to see her again. I also knew that I will miss her so much and I will never allow anyone to occupy her position in my life.

Six years have passed. Six long years. I have my own family now. I still respect that feeling my December blues because it reminds me of them. I understand also that many things have changed. Still. I love them. One day, I will see all of them. I hope God will help me visit them next year.

Yes, this year there will be another kind of sadness that will be introduced. This time, it will be us who are going to leave. Family and good friends will be left behind. But this time, I will not be alone. I will be with the two most important people in my life. My wife and my son.

I will see you next year America.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Latest Scoop in Marvinville Town

How many posts do I have as of now? I think seven. What?!! I blame fb for this since I never had time to visit my blog anymore. The thing is, I am not that comfortable just sharing my thought in there unlike here. Also, only a few knows I have this account.

Because of the flood, I had to throw my journals. :( Years of reflections were washed off. I can only sigh. I thought in the future I will still have the chance to see what I've written. They are permanently gone now. Maybe I do not need to see it anymore. I still have this blog though. Four years old.

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Last year when me and my colleague were in Vienna, he asked me if I can see myself living in Europe. I said yes provided I am with my family. I love Europe. It has something that I can not easily explain. I've been to Europe two times already. I saw Belgium, France, Slovakia and then Vienna. It is formal which suits me. People seem not too friendly but that's only because not everybody you meet will say hello. But really, how can you label them as snobbish or something when you dont know the people or understand them at all. Anyway, I honestly am not that comfortable with people who are too friendly. :) That's why I love Europe. There is this personal space that people will respect. Also, Europe has been Europe for so long. I feel like all the things I want to learn are there and that's what excites me the most. Just one look at a building that has been standing there for so long already creates images in my mind. What has transpired there? How many people have gone through that place? Important events that happened in that building.

I remember preferring to walk going back to my hotel (not all throughout of course but maybe half of it). I didnt care. I like the feel of the cold air against my face. Being too small beside huge historical buildings. Walking along roads made of bricks. I like the smell of the surroundings. Old churches, castles and other monuments made me to stop and be at awe. I like it. When I was in America, I love it as well though I said I only like to spend a vacation but not to actually live there. Unlike in Europe. The first time I stepped and saw Belgium I felt it. I would loved to have a chance to live in Europe. Then to be in Paris and then Vienna just strengthen that longing. I am in love.

We can go to US if we want to since Josephine is an American so there is that big possibility. The thing is, I can not see myself (before and right now but who knows maybe in the future) living in US. But in Europe there is this feeling of just wanting to be there forever. :)

So that last year when my friend asked me if I can live in Europe, it was easy for me to say yes. The only consideration I had is that I would there with my family. That's it.

Fast forward. November 12, 2009. Wow! I am now just waiting for my work permit and my family and I will be moving to Luxembourg. It is near. It is within our grasp. Months ago when I learned that I got accepted, I naturally got excited. Who wouldn't?! Though, I also knew that it would still take several months to process everything so I had to control my excitement since I hate that strong feeling of wanting something but can't get it yet. As I have said, now it is a grasp away. Wow. It is so near and I am starting to get excited. Yes, I love to go there now. Yes, I can't wait. Whew! It can happen next month or maybe in January. All I care about is that our move is closer thant it was in July.

I am so happy and I am aware that there will be hardships, adjustments, maybe confusions and what have you. I have God though. :) So may family and I are confident that we will be ok. It is because God is on our side. I am not afraid because God will go with us. Very exciting indeed. Amen!

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