Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
CSM BOOK FESTIVAL: Get great books for P99 only!
| Start: | Dec 14, '09 08:00a |
| End: | Dec 18, '09 |
| Location: | Bookcorner. CSM Bldg., Pascor Drive, Sto. Niño, Parañaque City |
This Christmas, Church Strengthening Ministry, Inc. (CSMI) bring you:
CSM BOOK FESTIVAL
Get great books for a special discounted price of
P99!
Visit our Bookcorner.
CSM Bldg., Pascor Drive, Sto. Niño, Parañaque City
December 14-18, 2009
8:00 AM-5:00 PM
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
My Christmas (and Birthday) Wishlist - as inspired by Ching Ü
1) a hardbound journal - mauubos na kasi ang mga pahina.
2) set of new handkerchiefs - at di talaga ko makabili para sa sarili ko. saka laging nawawala.
3) colored pencils and a sketchpad
4) trip to Tagaytay or Baguio!
5) trip to Manila Ocean Park!
6) foodies!
I thank you. Ü
favored.
This morning, I missed my alarm the second time I snoozed it, got up considerably a little late than when I should have, uttered a short prayer thanking God of what he has done yesterday, apologizing for heading straight to bed last night with just a "thank you, Lord (because I can now rest)", thanking Him again for what's to come today (and 2 days from today Ü), while accepting the reality that I should move faster because the chance of immediately getting in the train will be quite tough at 7am.
My soring left foot (because of the wound I acquired the other day for slipping on the road because of the new sandals--what a good morning!) also added to my dilemma. I only had myself to blame for not bringing my mighty tsinelas.
Favorably, I caught a jeep to Cubao right away. Thanks to the gentlemanong who gave way for me to have a seat. I reached the MRT station, ready to submerge myself into a crowd of hasty passengers. And wait 'til I'd be able to grace my way inside the fully-loaded train. And time is running. I don't want to be late (again). To my great relief, the train that stopped right after I stepped out of the escalator is almost empty! And it's not the usual picture at the terminal at 6:45am! (Yeah, and I arrived there 15 minutes from what I expect.)
As I entered the train and was able to even sit down, I squinted at the sunrise. But it was a different light that allowed me to remember how God has given me favor since I started my day:
My father was always the one to wake up ahead of me so he could cook rice for breakfast and for our baon. And he also prepared hot water for my bath.
My mother thoughtfully cooked and packed my lunch.
Though I'm hurting in my foot, I was able to walk my way to the office, 15 minutes earlier than 8, and--despite the troubles I have caused myself, the judgments I have formed in my mind towards my co-travelers especially during times I haste, and the ungrateful heart I have at times--I truly thanked God at this time for the favors He generously extended upon me... though I am undeserving and lacking and proud.
He has always been showing how gracious and loving He is in every circumstances that I go through.
My soring left foot (because of the wound I acquired the other day for slipping on the road because of the new sandals--what a good morning!) also added to my dilemma. I only had myself to blame for not bringing my mighty tsinelas.
Favorably, I caught a jeep to Cubao right away. Thanks to the gentlemanong who gave way for me to have a seat. I reached the MRT station, ready to submerge myself into a crowd of hasty passengers. And wait 'til I'd be able to grace my way inside the fully-loaded train. And time is running. I don't want to be late (again). To my great relief, the train that stopped right after I stepped out of the escalator is almost empty! And it's not the usual picture at the terminal at 6:45am! (Yeah, and I arrived there 15 minutes from what I expect.)
As I entered the train and was able to even sit down, I squinted at the sunrise. But it was a different light that allowed me to remember how God has given me favor since I started my day:
My father was always the one to wake up ahead of me so he could cook rice for breakfast and for our baon. And he also prepared hot water for my bath.
My mother thoughtfully cooked and packed my lunch.
Though I'm hurting in my foot, I was able to walk my way to the office, 15 minutes earlier than 8, and--despite the troubles I have caused myself, the judgments I have formed in my mind towards my co-travelers especially during times I haste, and the ungrateful heart I have at times--I truly thanked God at this time for the favors He generously extended upon me... though I am undeserving and lacking and proud.
He has always been showing how gracious and loving He is in every circumstances that I go through.
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