Marlon and I are truly blessed to be a part of this community - yes we have, and continue to go through ups and downs, moments of weaknesses and harassments. But the great opportunities, blessings and wonderful, awesomeness of God brightens, sheds light, and places all of these things in perspective.

We had our Christian Life Program last year, started on April 27 and graduated July 6. We had our Covenant Orientation 3 months later and our Marriage Enrichment 1 this March. We were called to early service - Yes, Lord, Thank You, Lord! - as we were called to become kids coordinators for our unit and members of our chapter’s music ministry.

But that wasn’t enough, God called us to serve further, in Corinthians music ministry of our cluster and now as facilitators for a new Christian Life Program! Ang galing Nyo, Lord, salamat po, salamat!

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Father God, in Your infinite goodness, greatness, and wisdom, You know best. You brought us to where we are because of Your majesty, because of Your grace, because it is Your Will! Help us Father, that we will not seek to question, rather, that we may fully, wholly, faithfully and continually trust and accept Your challenges. Allow us to remain in Your presence. Father, fill us with Your most Holy Spirit. Let us seek comfort, consolation and strength from Your most awesome sacrifice, Your Son, Jesus Christ. Father, we trust in You. We Love You. We Adore You. We Serve You. To You be all Praise and Glory. Amen.

This is a beautiful piece by an unknown author. God bless.

Safely Home
by Unknown

I am home in Heaven, dear ones;
Oh, so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever,
Safely home in Heaven at last.

Did you wonder I so calmly
Trod the valley of the shade?
Oh! but Jesus’ arm to lean on,
Could I have one doubt or dread?

Then you must not grieve so sorely,
For I love you dearly still;
Try to look beyond earth’s shadows,
Pray to trust our Father’s Will.

There is work still waiting for you,
So you must not idly stand;
Do it now, while life remaineth–
You shall rest in Jesus’ land.

When that work is all completed,
He will gently call you Home;
Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
Oh, the joy to see you come!

On December 12, we honor Our Lady of Guadalupe.

In 1531 a “Lady from Heaven” appeared to a humble Native American, Juan Diego, at Tepeyac, a hill northwest of what is now known as Mexico City. The Lady identified herself as the ever virgin Holy Mother Mary. Mother Mary asked Diego to request the local Bishop to build a church on the site she appeared. However, the Bishop hesitated, and requested for a sign. Mother Mary adhered to the request - the Bishop had asked for roses, it was mid-December, winter, and roses were impossible to find – and without delay or question to the Church’s local Bishop, Mother Mary sent her messenger, Juan Diego, to the top of the hill to gather an assortment of roses for the Bishop.

Juan Diego had placed the roses in his tilma, a poor quality cactus-cloth. Upon returning to the Bishop and presenting the roses, the image of our Mother Mary was left miraculously imprinted on Juan Diego’s tilma, which should have deteriorated in 20 years but shows no sign of decay, and until now still defies all scientific explanations of its origin. Also, the image on the tilma reflects in Mother Mary’s eyes what was in front of her in 1531.

Let us always remember her message of love and compassion, and her universal promise of help and protect all mankind.

From Yahoo: http://health.yahoo.com/news/_176635

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June 21, 2007 02:58:00 PM PST

The telltale signs are ominous: teens holing up in their rooms, ignoring friends, family, even food and a shower, while grades plummet and belligerence soars. The culprit isn’t alcohol or drugs. It’s video games, which for certain kids can be as powerfully addictive as heroin, some doctors contend.

A leading council of the nation’s largest doctors’ group wants to have this behavior officially classified as a psychiatric disorder, to raise awareness and enable sufferers to get insurance coverage for treatment.

In a report prepared for the American Medical Association’s annual policy meeting starting Saturday in Chicago, the council asks the group to lobby for the disorder to be included in a widely used mental illness manual created and published by the American Psychiatric Association. AMA delegates could vote on the proposal as early as Monday.

It likely won’t happen without heated debate. Video game makers scoff at the notion that their products can cause a psychiatric disorder. Even some mental health experts say labeling the habit a formal addiction is going too far.

Dr. James Scully, the psychiatric association’s medical director, said the group will seriously consider the AMA report in the long process of revising the diagnostic manual. The current manual was published in 1994; the next edition is to be completed in 2012.

Up to 90 percent of American youngsters play video games and as many as 15 percent of them — more than 5 million kids — may be addicted, according to data cited in the AMA council’s report.

Joyce Protopapas of Frisco, Texas, said her 17-year-old son, Michael, was a video addict. Over nearly two years, video and Internet games transformed him from an outgoing, academically gifted teen into a reclusive manipulator who flunked two 10th grade classes and spent several hours day and night playing a popular online video game called World of Warcraft.

“My father was an alcoholic … and I saw exactly the same thing” in Michael, Protopapas said. “We battled him until October of last year,” she said. “We went to therapists, we tried taking the game away.

“He would threaten us physically. He would curse and call us every name imaginable,” she said. “It was as if he was possessed.”

When she suggested to therapists that Michael had a video game addiction, “nobody was familiar with it,” she said. “They all pooh-poohed it.”

Last fall, the family found a therapist who “told us he was addicted, period.” They sent Michael to a therapeutic boarding school, where he has spent the past six months — at a cost of $5,000 monthly that insurance won’t cover, his mother said.

A support group called On-Line Gamers Anonymous has numerous postings on its Web site from gamers seeking help. Liz Woolley, of Harrisburg, Pa., created the site after her 21-year-old son fatally shot himself in 2001 while playing an online game she says destroyed his life.

In a February posting, a 13-year-old identified only as Ian told of playing video games for nearly 12 hours straight, said he felt suicidal and wondered if he was addicted.

“I think i need help,” the boy said.

Postings also come from adults, mostly men, who say video game addiction cost them jobs, family lives and self-esteem.

According to the report prepared by the AMA’s Council on Science and Public Health, based on a review of scientific literature, “dependence-like behaviors are more likely in children who start playing video games at younger ages.”

Overuse most often occurs with online role-playing games involving multiple players, the report says. Blizzard Entertainment’s teen-rated, monster-killing World of Warcraft is among the most popular. A company spokesman declined to comment on whether the games can cause addiction.

A woman in the New Haven, Conn., area who bought the game for her 15-year-old son last year, says he got hooked on it.

“Now that I look back on it, it’s like I went out and bought him his first Jack Daniel’s,” said the 49-year-old woman who didn’t want her name used to spare her son from ridicule.

Dr. Martin Wasserman, a pediatrician who heads the Maryland State Medical Society, said the AMA proposal will help raise awareness and called it “the right thing to do.”

But Michael Gallagher, president of the Entertainment Software Association, said the trade group sides with psychiatrists “who agree that this so-called ‘video-game addiction’ is not a mental disorder.”

“The American Medical Association is making premature conclusions without the benefit of complete and thorough data,” Gallagher said.

Dr. Karen Pierce, a psychiatrist at Chicago’s Children’s Memorial Hospital, said she sees at least two children a week who play video games excessively.

“I saw somebody this week who hasn’t been to bed, hasn’t showered … because of video games,” she said. “He is really a mess.”

She said she treats it like any addiction and creating a separate diagnosis is unnecessary.

Dr. Michael Brody, head of a TV and media committee at the American Academy of Child and Adolescent Psychiatry, agreed. He praised the AMA council for bringing attention to the problem, but said excessive video-game playing could be a symptom for other things, such as depression or social anxieties that already have their own diagnoses.

“You could make lots of behavioral things into addictions. Why stop at video gaming?” Brody asked. Why not Blackberries, cell phones, or other irritating habits, he said.

Marlon and I finished our 1st Christian Life Program module (4 sessions) - 3 more to go!

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It’s amazing how a few talks can make a difference. I’m not saying I’ve totally changed - but I believe that I’m more aware now and that I am more open to the positive changes that will happen in life.

5 Reasons why we are Weak:

  1. We do not let go of our sin
  2. Frail relationship with God
  3. Lack of commitment
  4. No support groups
  5. Do not believe in the Power of the Holy Spirit

From the orientation of Br. Jorrell on the Christian Life Program

  1. The Poor (Ang Mahirap/Naghihirap)
  2. The Blind (Ang Bulag/Ang Nabubulagan)
  3. The Captives (Nakakulong)
  4. The Oppressed (Ang Nasisiil)

I just realized how far I’ve gone.

Marlon and I attended an orientation for a 12-part program on Christian Life. I didn’t attend voluntarily, in fact, I had decided to be a meanie about it and not pay attention. The past few (years, months, weeks!!!) days have been hectic and stressful and I was in no mood to hear someone “sermon”.

Before Marlon and I got there, I was already in an argumentative mood. I was ill-at-ease but I felt something tugging at me to “go” to the orientation.  When we got there, I was still in my “mood”. The hall was dimly lit (yellow lighting) but I felt as if I was burning my eyes. In my head, I was thinking - “show up, show yourself, then make an excuse to go”. Marlon and I sat in the front row - though we both still don’t know why I suggested it in the first place (I normally take the back seat so I wont draw attention to myself if I leave).

From the time we sat, I kept fidgeting. I was listening - and not listening. Things were distracting me. When I would listen, I wasn’t listening - I would judge the speaker, judge the other participants. But even though I was not actively listening, what Brother Jorrell was saying stung and stuck. I felt as if someone was shooting at me with invisible pellets, and each shot made contact. Brother Jorrell directed questions towards Marlon and myself, and at first, I gave straight and unattached answers. But later on, I felt as if the ice that was surrounding my being began to melt, and I began listening - attentively.

Also, the lighting in the place didnt hurt my eyes anymore. I began to listen and pay attention. Laughed when it was appropriate to laugh. Asked questions or stated phrases that were not meant to irritate or distract.

Suffice it to say, things became clear. Life made sense. And I - though embarassed for my initial reactions, am thoroughly excited to attend the next session.

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Dear Lord, I am not worthy to receive You. Yet You are a merciful and loving God, and even though I have allowed myself to be led astray, You continue to wait for me to come Home to You. Dear God, forgive me for my arrogance. Forgive me for casting the first stone, when I myself am filthy. Lord, help me to forgive and seek forgiveness. Help me to help others, and serve You completely. Thank you for the chance Lord and your continued blessings, and I pray that I will not falter this time around. Amen.

I dont belong here, I guess.

I’m not the type to force myself into a clique. If you want to be my friend, that’s great. But if you dont, I wont force you to like me. I prefer to keep things simple that way.

But sometimes, it just get’s so, I don’t know, tiring. Tiring not being asked out to lunch or a snack. Tiring to be the only one left in the office while everyone crams in the pantry. I never barge in. I dont go where I’m not wanted. Like a vampire, I need to be invited to know that I’m welcome.

Am I being sentimental or overly sensitive? I dont know. But I have always had a strong intuitive sense. If I dont belong, or if I’m not wanted, I know it. I feel it.

So yes, continue to give me the cold shoulder. I will not do the same. Instead, I’ll continue to treat you with the kindness and civility you do not actually deserve.

I am currently reading The Prayer of Jabez: Breaking Through to the Blessed Life, by Bruce H. Wilkinson. I came across the book while I was window shopping at Power Books at the Mall of Asia. At first, I had no intention to make any purchase (kuripot!) but when somehow, I felt the book call to me. For a mere PhP150.00, I would say that it’s an EXCELLENT buy! 

The prayer, no matter how short, is powerful. Read on.  

“Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain. And God granted his request.” 1Chronicles 4:10