All posts tagged: Jesus

The Jonah in me

When I think about my own relationship with God, I remember the story of Jonah. This morning, instead of reading just the first three verses of the Book for my irregular daily devotions, I read the whole Book. Reading it made me face the fact that I am being rebellious again despite my attempts to mask the attitude. “Have you any right to be angry?” the LORD asked Jonah on two separate occasions. And I found myself in the same boat as Jonah, being asked the same question. No, I have not been faithfully reading my Bible lately or being obedient to God’s Word for that matter. My prayers are too shallow–I recite them with no feelings at all. Sometimes, I would only pray because my children urge me to lead them or because the situation seems to call for it. And because I have not been meditating on God’s Word, I get easily irritated or angered lately. So why am I acting rebellious again? What’s making me feel angry that sometimes, like Jonah, I …

How I met my husband

For Susan Amestoy, may this story merit a space both in your book and website. I’m sorry it took a while for me to write this. I appreciate your patience. To my daughters, yes, this was how I met your father… I was perfectly happy and contented when I met the man who was to be my husband. I was joyfully serving in various ministries at my new church then and I believe he was doing the same. I was determined to enjoy and make every moment of my singlehood worthwhile. Although we belonged to the same church and had noticed each other’s presence, it was not until about a year later that we were formally introduced to one another. We were both attending a small party for church volunteers then and happened to be on the same table. His sister introduced us, but we never really talked. That was August 2001. Months passed before we had the opportunity to get to know each other. Our respective ministries happened to co-sponsor the nightly church service (Simbang …

Leading my child to Christ

One of the most challenging roles that I have to face as a mother is imparting my faith to my children. I am a Christian mom. Yes, I am! But, no, I do not always proclaim this aloud for fear that the unbelievers around me would not take my testimony seriously if they ever witness me sinning. However, what good is being a Christian without shedding Christ‘s light unto the world? Last night, my daughters and I watched “The Passion of the Christ” on our DVD player. However, only my 7-year old girl and I stayed up to watch it; Z, four, dozed off a few minutes after the film started. And to my surprise, my eldest daughter A cried almost the whole time we were watching it. I didn’t realize that the movie would have so much impact to her. Every time the Christ was beaten, she would wail. I was actually afraid that the neighbors might think I was hitting my daughter or something. Well, she sure had a good cry, and her questions just kept on …

Bitter or better?

September 11, 2009. I’m currently reading a Chicken Soup for the Soul edition for moms, which also happens to be a recipe book.  And, as I came across one of the stories, a line simply stuck to my mind:  “In life, you always have a choice.  You either become bitter or better.” Of course, I’d prefer to become better at any given day.  Yet, sad to say, I admit that I can’t help but give in to bitterness at times.  As I see my mother lay in bed, devoid of strength and sometimes even sanity and hope because of cancer, I can’t help but wail to God.  Why her, of all people?  Why my own mother who has always been a pillar of strength to me?  Why her who knew nothing but to give me everything that I need without expecting anything in return?  Why her who took care of me as well as my husband and daughters, especially in times of need? I wonder if it’s God’s way to spite a family member who has theorized …