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The Sunday Currently, Vol. 29: The one where we (nearly) had a dengue scare

reading Joni and Ken: An Untold Love Story by Ken and Joni Eareckson Tada with Larry Libby. Here’s a true to life story of love between two individuals who genuinely desire to let Jesus known through their ministries, including marriage, including all the struggles they have to go through and how they continue to overcome them. Giving it two thumbs up as early as now, and seriously considering writing a book review about it, even if I really just prefer to read and remember their story or any book for that matter.

Joni & Ken

writing various (Christmas) lists, as usual, as well as new posts such as this one. I was very frustrated the past couple of months that I was unable to write or finish writing certain articles. Aside from getting easily distracted, my WordPress account was a mess that it would not allow me to write or edit an article. I had to go through an app called Blogo to start a draft and use the WP app on my mobile phone to edit blog titles and add photos. In the end, I would just abandon it altogether and leave unfinished articles in the drafts folder. I’m really grateful now that things are finally back to normal, and I hope it would stay that way.

listening to Pippi Longstocking on YouTube Kids–Lil Sis is trying to watch all its episodes on iPad whenever she had the time.

thinking about how long it has been since my children and I last went to TimeZone to play together. We went there this afternoon and invited one of my friends to join us, and I was reminded again of the saying that one of the secrets to staying young is taking time to play. Now that I have experienced it again, I must say that I really felt young while we were playing and even after playing.

smelling the coffee but refusing to drink another cup today. I had a strong brew this morning and it was a mistake, it seems, for I felt nervous almost the whole day for no apparent reason. The good thing about it though was it urged me to pray the whole time and kept me vigilant.

wishing I haven’t been a really good steward all these years. I’m finally seeing my flaws and I have come to accept them too. I may be a good steward in certain areas of my life, but not in all. I have come to acknowledge that the problems my family and I have encountered the past few years have something to do with how poorly I’ve handled certain situations, relationships, finances, and other resources, including time. Now I need to do something about it, and I reckon it’s not going to be easy. I’ll need courage, determination, focus, and God’s grace.

hoping to finish all the lessons we have left for the first grading period. As it is, we’re cramming again. Although I am hopeful that my girls’ first portfolio review would be a good one, I’m behind once more in recording their grades, not to mention we still have lessons to study.

wearing my three-toned brown sleeveless housedress, which I bought at an ukay-ukay 2–3 years ago. Come to think of it––it must have already been a year since I last stepped inside a UK store and interestingly, I don’t miss it at all, even if I always see their sale and huge discounts signs.

loving the fact that I feel a lot better now these days. A week before my birthday and our scheduled outreach program, Lil Sis got sick. Then almost immediately after getting home from the outreach, which was the day before my birthday, Big Sis got sick too, while Lil Sis had already started recuperating. We had a dengue scare, and almost as soon as we were certain that it was a false alarm––I still don’t understand why the doctor insisted Big Sis had dengue and must stay in the hospital––I got sick too, leaving Big ‘n Lil Sis to look after themselves as they also recuperated, while we ordered fast food delivery twice for three consecutive days in order to eat.

wanting to finish decluttering and cleaning the whole house now, but I kept postponing it because we couldn’t just bring the trash outside the house. The dogs might tear the trash bag, and if we leave it just outside the gate, some ill-mannered neighbor might try to vex again by throwing it back to our garage, making the dogs go after it. Speaking of neighbors, one of the things I really want to do right now is to move my girls out of this place the soonest possible, to the best neighborhood there is. Unfortunately, there’s really no guarantee that I would be surrounded by amiable neighbors, won’t I?

needing to be more intentional each day, especially as a homeschool parent-teacher, and create more wonderful memories as well as teachable moments with my girls. Although I’m truly grateful that we’ve made new friends in the homeschool community this year, and we meet regularly twice a month, I acknowledge the fact that there are so many areas that we still need to work on, and I’m willing to put in the work needed.

feeling tired and sleepy now. The effect of the coffee I had this morning has finally worn off, it seems, and all I want to do right now is go to bed and sleep.

praying that we’ll have a peaceful and joyous Christmas and New Year celebration and that all the bad people surrounding us would finally come to know God. You have no idea how much I pray every day that the LORD would make their knees bow down before Him! Not that I’m wishing for the end times to come sooner, though. Okay, maybe just for them.

thanking God for all His blessings, how He continually tries to mold me to be the person I ought to be. I’m a work in progress, as my husband would tell my kids when I’m not being very loving and patient to them… ❤

(Featured photo by Jan Kahánek on Unsplash)

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