All posts tagged: forgiveness

When the dead comes back to life

Lately, it seems like I’ve been encountering people who are supposed to be already dead coming back to life. I’m not sure if I just became aware of it after watching Now You See Me 2 on cable TV, with Atlas’s line stuck on my head: coming back from the dead is something that no magician has ever performed, but… or something to that effect. Or, maybe because I’ve been reading The Traveler’s Gift: Seven Decisions That Determine Personal Success by Andy Andrews, where the main character travels through time to meet prominent figures in American and world history to learn a very important lesson from each of them. Obviously, these people are already dead, literally, but they’re the kind I would love to meet and learn from myself. I imagine meeting them, with the experience being fun, exciting, and enlightening. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same thing for the other kind of dead ones that seem to have resurfaced recently too. Take for example our enemies who live next door to us. Somehow, I’ve become adept at tuning …

Learning from my little Z

Kids say the darnest things, indeed, especially the smarter ones. For a four-year old girl, I’d say my daughter Z is very smart. Once she’s bent on something, nothing you say can make her change her mind. Bribery doesn’t work either. Whereas her older sister would ask questions usually for the sake of conversation, she would ask questions out of genuine curiosity and usually after she’d thought of an answer, as if to test your knowledge at the same time verify what she thought she already knew. There are times when she tries to be funny–she sure has a good sense of humor despite being moody–but there are times when she’s serious, too. One particular conversation with her that I shall never forget took place a couple of months after we moved to another house in the village. This was after I had decided that my relationship with my in-laws was finally broken into pieces and would never be good again. Out of the blue, she told me that her father’s mother was not really …

2011: A continuation and a new beginning

My girls and I welcomed the new year rather differently this year. Quiet, in fact. We’re all alone, away from my father and the rest of my relatives, and for the first time, away from my husband, too. I had been hoping that we could at least simultaneously celebrate it with our loved ones, virtually. Yet no one else seemed to be online, except for my husband who refused to take our invitations to video calls. Well, so much for the hope of starting over again, having a stronger family bond this year. I suppose he is still nursing a wound that I had stupidly inflicted on him a year ago. We have had good times since he learned about my little sin; in fact, he even sent me expensive gifts of perfumes and flashy mobile phones, as well as Swiss and Belgian dark chocolates both for our 7th church wedding anniversary and my birthday. He also came home for our eldest daughter’s last birthday and we all enjoyed being together as a family in …

Listening well

Lately, my patience is being tried and tested in so many ways.  And last Sunday, as I attended the 6pm worship service at CCF, I was reminded again of this verse: James 1:19. It’s ironic that my schoolmates in highschool used to refer to me as a  quiet person, a good listener, and someone whose words are worth listening to.  I feel like I’m a totally different person now!  If you’re going to test my listening skills–I mean real listening skills–I think I’d fail right away!  And it’s like every time I speak, it’s only to complain or to refer to another person’s wrongs. I am so ashamed of how I’ve been behaving lately.  Be it for the reason that I was just so stressed out, or I was just plain mean… well, there’s no excuse to how I’ve been behaving. I hate to hear my children make so much noise.  I don’t really listen to what they’re trying to tell me that sometimes, my 5-year old daughter would actually beg me to listen to her.  What …