Your True Friend

Drugs

I’m a little bit bothered
Why do you like me?
With me you’re just dreaming
But still you wanted to sing

I had captured your heart
But then had ruined your life
I made you looked smart
Then made you act so stupid

Why?..Why?…you couldn’t escape
Your thoughts of me won’t fade
I guess you should forget me
Coz now I’ve made you crazy!

Don’t use me…. forget me!
I’ve killed your friends and family
Don’t bless me..curse me!
I’m not your friend. but your ENEMY

Today I had my thoughts on one of man’s worst enemy….. illegal drugs…..Until now most of our youth are still embracing the use of them….. But I do believe that it’s never too late to change our ways..only if you choose your true FRIEND….Trust me my friends…God is our friend…Choose Him if you want to lead a peaceful life……forget the ENEMY….it’s never too late…it’s never too late….May God Bless Us All….

When Lights Go Out

There are times when we feel that our world has turned dark because of too much frustrations in life. What do you do when you’re in those kinds of situations?

I call those days as dark days or days when lights go out.

I learned from Fr. Benedict Groeschel of EWTN that some people who had tried committing suicide yet had survived it confessed to him that they had experienced an engulfing of their whole being by strong winds of darkness that had overtaken our fragile being. He said that the victims were not able to shield those “strong winds” that hit those confused and weak souls on that dark moment.

My friends, all of us could be victims of that “dark moment”. The key in overcoming the darkening of our well being is God Himself. Let us turn to Him during our dark days.

When Lights Go Out

Save your key

Find your way

I always do

In protecting you

Go back to sleep and don’t worry

You know I’m here, a Good Company…

Let’s celebrate You and me

Give me a hand like Mom and Daddy

I’m not going anywhere

Exit… exit…you won’t exist!

I’m planning to stay

And find my way,

Even when lights are out…

Here are some passages from The Imitation of Christ by Thomas A. Kempis

A true imitator of Jesus Christ is one who is willing to suffer, but who never makes others suffer, who receives, as coming from the hand of God, all spiritual and material trials and tribulations; who patiently bears all adversities which come from the justice of God and the injustice of men; who considers it as a misfortune not to suffer anything for God and for eternal salvation.

Crossroads

Four days ago we celebrated Christmas and it was truly a “Merry” Christmas to us Filipinos and to our beloved brothers and sisters all over the world. We are a people who love to celebrate Christmas just like other nations as well. We would do our best to celebrate it regardless of our status in life. God must have been delighted about it. He was able to unite us on a very special day.

Yes, admit or not, we all want others to remember us at least even on our “special” day. I’ve never known a man who hated the feeling of being cared or loved. Even a sinner who feels he isn’t loved would be glad if on his natal day or in his most cherished ocassion he would be remembered. Yes, even a sinner would be delighted…….just to be remembered…….just to be remembered…….

Crossroads?…….but there are crossroads…..

Since birth Jesus had taken the right path for us to follow…..but others were stucked on the wrong road. The path that is steep and painful as was described by a German writer. Or maybe much more than that. A road that is painful for you would be left behind, neglected, condemned,…… completely forgotten……..but it should not be…….

The loneliest people in the world are those who have chosen the wrong road and still are stucked on it. They need to be saved. They need our compassion,…..our LOVE….. …Think of them my friends…….let us remember them as God wants us to do so…….

A Painful Journey

My friends…thank you for allowing me to share my humble experiences…they may be simple but nevertheless they had helped me a lot to who I am now…So here is another story…another sad story I may say…please forgive me for sharing another sad story.. but I promise not to make this page an obituary section.
I think it was a month ago or so when another news on suicide had been flashed on major networks and newspapers in the Philippines.

The news was about a young 5th grader who hanged herself because of too much poverty and hunger she had experienced before her death…And worst it was found out that those were only some of the reasons why she killed herself for there were traces of sexual abuse revealed in her autopsy.

It isn’t surprising anymore to hear these kinds of stories in my country, however shameful they may be………the victms are always our poor children.

I do understand how poverty could kill a person’s hope to continue living in this world……..but for a young girl to kill herself because of poverty is something very painful…….and to be abused and to lose one’s hope is too much for a young girl to bear……..

My child,… my precious child….. you had turned my morning to a night…..

ONE NOVEMBER MORNING

Don’t know how to start the day
Drink my coffee or comb my hair
Turn on the radio or switch to TV
This November morning is not so easy.

So thanks if you asked a favor
Find my self a newstand therefore
But sorry,”What’s The News” had been sold out!
Worry not many choices can be had.

On my way saw the first choice of the day
Happy faces greet the morning with their play
But there’s a child as I turn to my right
My November morning she had turned to a night.

She wanted to join those happy faces
But she could not they should meet the day’s graces
One November morning could not be spared
To a busy child who has got no choices.

……The world has enough for peoples needs but not enough for peoples greed…..Mother Theresa…….