be strong

We’ve all had our share of disappointments in life. We have all been discouraged and have thought of giving up.

That reflection that used to stare at you from the mirror, straight in the eye; standing so tall and proud now hangs his head low…

In pain from the betrayal of people you used to trust and vowed to serve with all your life and might;

In anger from not being able to take things into your own hands;

In frustration from things not going as you planned them;

In shame for your failure to achieve what you came to do…

Discouragement is not an easy thing to deal with. With discouragement comes depression; something that I have come to be fully acquainted with even before I came to Singapore. But the former things; my past hurts and pains has taught me a lot in dealing with discouragement and also with my depression.

Cliche as it may sound, thinking positive still does the trick. Optimism is the key.

Having a clear mind on what to do next can actually help you get through any barrier that disappointment, discouragement and depression burdens you with; that is actually better than letting all the negative things just bury you six feet underground.

But above all, nothing and no one can get us out of all the shitty things that we can get ourselves into except the powerful arms of the one who loves us so much; the one who made us to be more that what we think we can be; the one who begs to disagree when all the world sees you as someone that you’re not; the one who wonderfully and fearfully made you for his purpose… It was my savior Jesus Christ who got me through… and I believe that he will continue to in the days to come.

So when you feel discouraged, hold on to his word. He who began a good work in you will continue to complete it in you and through you. Do not give up on doing good, especially when you feel like not doing good, for you will receive a great harvest at the right time if you do not give up.

Press on. Keep your eyes on Jesus. You are blessed.

(Hebrews 10:35-36; Galatians 6:9; Philippians 1:6; Psalm 138:7)

my dreams

I used to dream when I was a kid. A lot. I dreamed about being famous. Of being a matinee idol or something. At some point in my life I even dreamed of being a porn star! Seriously. But that was all when I was a kid, and by being a kid I mean just two months ago. Hehehe
I also dreamed a lot about being a doctor, of being a pediatrician actually. You see I love kids and I think they love me back too. And besides, when I was a kid, being sick was really sickening for me. I wasn’t really the sickly type but when I do get sick, it usually meant days even weeks in the hospital. what makes it worse is the fact that most doctors don’t really know how to make me feel better, which to a kid like me back the was really frustrating.
So as I was growing up, I dreamed of going to medical school but seeing the lack that our family had; we don’t have much money, I decided to just let it take the back seat in my life and pursue a degree in broadcasting.
I didn’t regret that I took up broadcasting instead of medicine, because looking back now, I realize that somehow, I got to live my dream of being famous.
In college I was exposed to theater where I got to perform on stage in front of a lot of people and play major roles. In a sense I got a taste of stardom and boy do I have a lot of stories to tell about it. And even after I graduated I still got to experience the cameras, the lights and the action.
I never even imagined that I will be able to work in a TV network, which eventually became the number one TV network in the Philippines. But you see, it has been my dream to work in one and guess what? It happened.
I dreamed of working in a network where I will be able to help other people at the same time that I was earning a living for myself… guess what? It happened.
I’ve also always dreamed of being a teacher. My family has a long line of teachers and I’ve always dreamed of being one of them.
I think at some points (yeah ‘points’ because there was more than one instance of it happening to me) in my life, I had some shot at teaching.
As a kid I can still remember instances where my siblings, friends and I would play “school”. We’d take turns teaching each other.
I can also recall pitching in during Sunday School at church. I would teach other kids about bible stories and about God.
Growing up, I found myself not just teaching kids at Sunday School but also the youth and even people older than me.
During college, I enjoy discussions and sharing my ideas; I enjoyed it mostly when I get to share something that people learn something from.
People tell me, even my parents, that I will be a pastor because I speak well. I don’t agree with them because I know that I’d rather teach than preach.
Until now, I dream of teaching… and I will not stop doing so until I wake up doing it.
I still dream until now, but unlike before, my dreams now are one by one becoming a reality.

I had a dream… and I’m living it now.

Reason to live

my reason to live

Praise God!! weeee!!! He’s indeed great! magnificent!
an all-powerful,
all-knowing God..!!!
He showed me my nothingness and proved His greatness…
I know that I’m a
slow-learner but that didn’t hinder me
from getting good grades. God knew my
heart and He saw that
I was doing my best for His glory…
I have my limitations but God taught me that
setting those limitations
would give Him much glory. He has
been my reason in pursuing excellence… He
has been my strength,
motivation, and inspiration. His love gave me
enthusiasm in studying…
Lord… You’re my everything… I love you and I will
never get tired of
doing my best in everything to give You the
glory that You deserve.
I just can’t live without You…