Just what is it in me?
Sometimes I just don’t know
What keeps me in Your love,
Why you never let me go

And though you’re in me now,
I fall and hurt you still
My Lord, please show me how
To know just how you feel

You have forgiven me
Too many times it seems
I feel I’m not what you might call
A worthy Christian after all

And though I love You so
Temptation finds it’s way to me

Teach me to trust in You
With all my heart
To lean not on my own understanding
I just forget
You won’t give me what I can’t bear

Take me out of the dark, my Lord
I don’t wanna be there.


You’ve never left my side
You gave Your hand to me to hold
Oh Jesus, I’m no longer in the cold

And yet, I leave You there
When I feel satisfied
I’d like to thank You every day
Not only when I feel that way

I’ve never known a Man
Who’d give His life for sinners like me
And yet, because He loves us so
He’s promised us eternity
And we can have that promise
And be His if we have faith
And just believe.

Take us out of the dark, My Lord
‘Cause we don’t want to be alone
Take me out of the dark, My Lord
We don’t wanna be there, My Lord.

-Gary V-




Whiskey on my Breath

Image credit to star paws
I woke up with a pounding head
With a bottle laying in the bed
There was a little, a little bit left

So I picked it up and I killed the rest.

Oh I know I’m going to heaven

But I can’t go with me like this

I need to pull myself together

Before then.

No and I ain’t afraid of dying

But what scares me to death

Is meeting Jesus

With whiskey on my breath.

I lost her and all my friends

Broke all but one of my Lord’s 10

But Jesus died for all my sins

That’s how I know I’m getting in.

-Love and Theft-


I really don’t like to argue about religion. It’s not my thing. I believed that we will be saved base on our Faith and how the way we live our life. When the news spread from the Philippines about the Catholic Priest that has been arrested on child sex charges, I am expecting some comments from other believers regarding this matter.

Here is the abrupt conversation.

Muslim: Oh, I heard the news about your Catholic Priest who molested a child. Why does a servant of God is doing like that?

Catholic: Have you heard about the war that has still been going on in Marawi City in the Philippines? Why those who proclaimed the believer of Allah have no compassion and killed those innocent people?

Don’t give me a sigh when you started it. Tell me the difference?

Which is which?

Who is who?

Am I right or you are wrong?

It’s not all about religion my friend. It’s all about you, us and them.











I thought that I could reach them.

The moments that I’d dreamed of. That’s why I walked confidently while holding onto some faith.  I thought that if I didn’t give up and keep going, that if I’d given it my all, I’d see stars before me and that I’d finally accomplish my dream.  I prayed every day as I only ever looked forward and ran and hoped that there would be a light at the end of this dark, dim tunnel.  I was consumed by hope and ran, and ran.

Yes, I wanted to see that bright light. It really felt like it wouldn’t be much longer now and that it was within my reach. But why, why do I still feel like I’m in the same place and that I’m lacking?

In order to run again, I have to endure and get back up. But there are so many parts of reality that are so hard to bear,  it feels like I’m being forced off my feet, onto the ground.

I’m trying my best to bear it because I don’t want to lose and this is a dream that I want to sacrifice everything in order to achieve. So why is it getting harder for me as I try harder? Why isn’t anyone acknowledging my earnest?  Why am I being toyed with? I don’t ask for much, I just want this one thing.

But as more time passes, all I want to do is sit in defeat.  Why should I have to accept the responsibilities that this world has created for me? Why should I have to endure all this pain? The world won’t leave me alone, and that isn’t my fault.

That’s what I’ve said, but all I’ve done was hide and run because I’m at a loss.

Lord Above, I beg you, hear my plea! And I hate that this is the only thing I can do.  

The only thing I can do is tread on thorns with my bare feet but I close my eyes and say, “I pray for my dream.” 



It was one of those moments when you pause and express gratefulness for unexpected blessings. It is not something that you can plan or decide. It just happens when it does and everything is as it should be at that moment. Unexpected blessings are such marvelous.

I am sharing this story from a friend. Her life seems busted all the time; quitting jobs, raising two children in a very costly country and trapped from a financial crisis. All she wanted to happen in her life is to be at ease, away from all those troubles and start a new life.

Then one day, unexpected blessings knock on her door. She got a job more than three times of her salary expectation with all the benefits that her family too can have. To her surprised, she could only say “yes” and uttered words of appreciation.

Nothing is impossible when you deeply seek good things to the Above, as He always aware of our needs. I have a deep realization of this unexpected blessing. We all seek for some miracles in our life right? so this time let’s have more patience to wait because  God’s mercy is truly amazing!




“Hope for the Flowers is an inspiring allegory about the realization of one’s true destiny as told through the lives of caterpillars Stripe and Yellow, who struggle to “climb to the top” before understanding that they are meant to fly.

I love this book. Quite simple, but beautifully written. The allegorical story gives us the message of how to become somebody while showing how to value life and relationship. 

There are times when we believe that we couldn’t do anything more than what we have in our life, we stick to be sluggish and being hopeless about the situation. This book reminded me again to explore and discover myself beyond what I see and believe.  We have to know our worth. 

Yes, hope is still there. I can’t wait to fly!

Verdict: 10/10



It Doesn’t Take a Perfect Person to Find a Perfect Love.


A very inspiring story.

For a minute, I was ashamed of myself for complaining about certain things in my life, and here comes Nick, born without arms and legs, never gave up for praying and asking God’s miracle in his life. Truly, who obeys God will receive an abundant blessing.

Love without limits is a humble, moving love story of Nick and his wife Kanae. It described a godly relationship from Courting to Parenting without giving judgement.

This book is worth reading, especially to those contemplating about dating relationships or marriage. To love without limits is difficult in nature, but it is possible with God’s intervention.

Verdict: 10/10

The Demon of Malabon Cemetery.

In Malabon cemetery, Philippines, there’s an unusual and disturbing tomb built from late years that has been one of the most talked during all Souls Day.

The said tomb has a statue of the DEVIL triumphant over ST. MICHAEL ARCHANGEL.

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Whoever across this iron protected statue will feel terrified and strange. Who would not? It shows that the evil was proclaiming that he owns the world while St. Michael was pleading. In short, the statue was expressing that evil can win over good.

What’s the story behind this tenacious figure?

The grave belonged to Don Simeon Bernardo who died in 1934 from heart attack.

There was a range humor that Don Simeon was a Satanist, which in fact, he isn’t at all.  He was a prayerful man, but became a victim of cruelty and brutality.

During the Spanish Regime in the Philippines, Don Simeon was accused of being a filibusterer.  The Spanish government suspected him as a revolutionary, put him in the prison in Fort Santiago, and was ruthlessly overworked and mercilessly tortured.   They even let him drink  filthy water with human stool/shit.  He lost his faith then and believe that God didn’t exist in the world anymore. He hated too the friars for oppressing and killing the people.

Don Simeon indoctrinated his belief to his children, three of them followed him. His death wish was to build the demon figure over his grave to remind everyone that darkness has taken over the world. It was his intention to prompt us the reality based on his brutal experiences and about what was happening in the world.

I really feel sorry for him. To leave the world where it shattered his faith and no longer had the redemption, he was pitiful. Though, we may still live in his world that he trusts in, it is a learned lesson for us to hold our faith stronger and stronger to God. We have to resist evil, work for justice, avoid greed for money and power and all the source of unrest.

Who knows, one day the statue might change. The demon shall be defeated.


*Credit to mymalabon.blogspot.ae/ lakadpilipinas.com / *I claim no ownership of the images*

Ducks Quack, Eagles Soar

You can choose to be a DUCK or an EAGLE.

If you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you’ll rarely disappoint yourself. Stop complaining.

Don’t be a duck. Be an eagle. Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd.

Start becoming an eagle today. One small step every week, then next week and next, and you’ll realize eventually you are no longer a duck anymore, but soaring like an eagle.

Now, you just have to choose.


The beauty of MISERY.

I hear your voice whispering, but uproar with frustrations and anger. You wanted to give up. You wanted to end the miseries and yet you don’t know how.

Maybe the reason you can’t give up because it’s not the right thing to do. To end the miseries is not viable because everything must have a purpose.

Don’t feel like you are alone. Uncounted numbers of you, of us are going through with similar and different situations. Some are worse than what we have and maybe more of them has been given up without trying to make it through.

We have the same problems in life.  Problems that we don’t like, and as we designed to be human, we are bound to move and fight.

You are not alone in this situation.  You are not on your own.  We are many. The only difference is how we are going to fight, no matter what.

Now, get up and find the beauty of your misery.

Stand still for those people who are expecting you to be strong and survive.

Have faith.

Kneel down.

Pray to God.


Lucky Romance (K-drama) 2016

Does LUCK control your destiny? Or you control your destiny out of luck?

This drama is about the a woman (Shim Bo-nui) who has a big faith in superstitious and fortune-telling and a man (Je Soo-ho) who is a genius, a scientific person and logical in life.

Shim Bo-nui was told by a shaman that she was unlucky. In order to save her sister who has been in a coma, she needs to find and sleep with a man who was born in the year of the TIGER. Coincidentally, she learned that Jee Soo-ho was the one and started to chase him. And their story begun.


This drama has the simplest plot so far.  It doesn’t lead you to heart attack nor giving you sleepless night.   Only a slight complication of conquering fear, misleading destiny and odd execution, but at least they weren’t stale and boring.

If you just want to chill a bit and be comfortable in your couch while freeing your time, this drama will suit you.

For the finale, there was no dramatic excitable reunion between the two, but it was sweet and cute. Overall, I still enjoy the drama, though it didn’t meet my expectation.

Verdict: 8/10


*Based on webcomic “Woonbbalromaenseu” by Kim Dal-Nim (published from February 15, 2014 to November 22, 2014 via comic.naver.com/webtoon/)




Miracles from Heaven

What MIRACLES do we need in our life right now?

Christy Beam mentioned this quote from Albert Einstein: “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”

I know we have our own perception of what a miracle is, for me, it must be first determined from our own experiences.  When God tested our Faith, sometimes He left us nothing so we can find Him as our everything.  This is a difficult road to take of how much trust we can rely on Him to work things out, or by losing our faith in the process.

I am not a very religious person, but I do believe in miracles. As the movie highlighted, “Miracles are goodness from strangers to dear friends who are there for us no matter what. Miracles are love. Miracles are God and God’s forgiveness.” I think we should just stop and look around, we will see them anywhere and everywhere.

I like this movie, well, I always like this kind of movie where it brings out the significant details about Life, Faith and Family. I don’t need to deliberate more about believing miracles, you know, “They’ll get there when they get there.”


Verdict: 10/10




Since I was a kid, I always recited every night a prayer of “angel of God, my guardian dear…” My grandmother said, God surrounds us with a host of angels to protect us and go before us, and someday they will escort us safely to Heaven. The reality of God’s angels gave me huge confidence as I grew up, and I will never ever forgot this one incident that kept me believing until now that angels do exist.

It was nine years ago when I had that accident which I thought was the end of my life. It was like 7:00pm to be exact when I have to meet a friend that night. I hurried up crossing the lane, despite the hustled-busy movements of cars and transportation vehicles. There were no traffic officer or traffic lights to control every movement from that intersection and every driver made their own limits.

Before I cross the street, the taxi stopped and gave way to me to pass. As I walk hurriedly, I saw one motorcycle driving with high-speed towards me, beating others vehicles too. Seeing him coming near me, I know exactly what will happen, he is going to hit me hardly. I gazed at my back if I could walk backward and avoided him, but I wasn’t able to do it. It was a sudden decision to make; to be hit by a motorcycle or a big car. I just closed my eyes and called God for help.

I felt my body stumbled, flew somewhere and landed with a big bang. I just kept my eyes closed and I heard nothing. I was thinking that time, maybe my soul separated from my body.

Then I was back to reality. I heard someone shouting at me frightfully, “Are you alright? Are you alright?” I looked at him and nod. I saw all the vehicles stopped running, and every passerby looked at me with a concern in their eyes. The man helped me stand and I saw he was hurting too, he can barely move his legs and I know he was the one who had hit me.

When we reached the safe place, we both sit. Some people came to us and asked if we were alright. The man asked me to go to the hospital immediately and he will pay all the bills. I said no because honestly, I don’t feel the pain, I was just trembling inside because I was afraid, afraid to die. I asked him to go instead because I can see he cannot walk and his legs were hurting, probably he tried so hard to control his speed not to hurt me that much.

The fact that my body flew and landed, I just got a very slight bruise in that incident. I know my angel covered me and God never left me at that moment. It was a miracle indeed, a miracle for me to live again. I couldn’t say enough words how grateful I am for the protection, but in the night I just kneel down and pray.


Thirty Eight Years.


They stayed in a relationship for 38 years with ups and downs. I know there’s nothing surprising about it. Marriage is just like that; a beautiful dream, but it embraces with shady reality. I witness their struggles and happiness in their relationship, sometimes I wished they had separated, but very grateful it never happened.

One night, when this man came home very late, as he stepped down to our doorway, a hovering knife almost greeted upon him to his face. In his surprise, he avoided it hastily, or else no one could ever imagine how hard it would hit him or kill him.  This woman threw the knife at him in anger while impatiently waiting for him to come home.

When she saw that he wasn’t hit, she ran to him instantly and just like a wolverine, she released her two hands and scratch his face and neck with her long long nails.

It was a long night then and a long week of not talking with each other.

I love my parents, but just hate their fights.


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