Be Angry But Do Not Sin

Aside from being so busy, I have lost my interest in blogging for a while when I read about the recently "bloggers' war". It all began, in my opinion, from a simple honest-to-goodness comment from one blogger to a very ordinary post of another blogger. I have written my own opinion and posted it in my other blog. Click here. Well, to make it short, the "war" erupted when one blogger got angry and "lost control". Paul wrote, "In your anger do not sin': Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry" ( Eph. 4:26). In other words we should deal with our anger by keeping it under control. A quick-tempered person is "out of control". In fact, getting angry, losing your temper is downright foolish. "A quick-tempered man does foolish things" (Prov. 14:17), and most of the times says the wrong things at the wrong time and even sometimes at the wrong person. To determine if you are needing help in this area, ask yourself these questions: Am I quick-tempered? That is, do I easily lose control of my temper? Do I speak before I think? Do I find it difficult to be objective about a situation when I am the object of criticism? Do I hurt people easily? Do people hesitate to ask me about sensitive issues? (From Devotions for Kindred Spirits). "Remember, a kind word calms wrath but a harsh word stirs up anger."

No Time

Lately, I've been so consumed with work and more work, looking for ways to stretch my finances to cover for my tuition fees and allowance (for I'm taking up MA Nursing), always in a hurry, forgetting the most important things in life but I'm so thankful that it didn't take for long. I am just glad to read this poem again and remind me to be still. I believe some have read this already but I'd like to post it here anyway. It might help remind others too.

THE POEM I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work

For bills would soon be due. So I knelt and said a hurried prayer, And jumped up off my knees. My Christian duty was now done My soul could rest at ease. All day long I had no time To spread a word of cheer.

No time to speak of Christ to friends, They'd laugh at me I'd fear. No time, no time, too much to do, That was my constant cry, No time to give to souls in need But at last the time, the time to die. I went before the Lord, I came,

I stood with downcast eyes.

For in his hands God held a book;

It was the book of life. God looked into his book and said "Your name I cannot find. I once was going to write it down... But never found the time"

Angels In Papua New Guinea

I couldn't help but post my friends' newsletter - Carreon Chronicles (click to read the newsletter), which I received yesterday from Tito Joey, the better half of my good friend-teacher back in college, Ma'am Ayee. They lived in the US for almost a decade with their 2 kids, Janine and Joseph, but they're in Papua New Guinea now and work for God as missionaries. Ma'am Ayee (and Ma'am Tess Mendoza - also my college teacher-friend) are two of those whom I consider God-sent, my angels here on earth. They were the few people back in college who taught me how to really read the Bible and introduced to me how God is like. Early this morning, I dreamed that I was also with them in PNG working for God as a missionary. It was so vivid, so real-like, I could almost feel how it is like to become a missionary. A few months ago, I had the chance to talk to Fr. John Flynn - a missionary priest from Finland. We had talked about how one can become a missionary but he said everyone are missionaries in one way or another, in our daily lives, to our immediate families, friends, co-workers, neighbors and even to strangers we meet everyday. Doing good, showing kindness, lending our ears, extending our hands, making a difference in other people's lives...we're already doing missionary works. Well, of course, leaving home ang going to a strange land to serve other people is also another thing, which I think is really a very noble and not very easy thing to do but for those who consider God's people above self, wow! For us who don't have a speacial calling...let's be missionaries too in every simple way we can to help make the world a better place to live in. After all, isn't that what's life is all about? (Read: Cast A Bread).

Tag! I'm It!

I was just wondering what's this "tag" thing all about when suddenly I got a mail from Berrymom. I have just been tagged. She told me that this is what I have to do... 1. Go into your archives. 2. Find your 23rd post. 3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it). 4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. 5. Tag five other people to do the same thing. Well, I do have 23rd post but it has got only few lines so I decided to write the fifth line from my 23rd post entitled Cast A Bread. Here it goes... "the world a better place - And, after all," Now, Berrymom tells me that I have to tag 5 people, so here they are... (I'm sorry guys, but I have to do this.) A Peep Through Hill Country Thoughts Jesus is Love Windows to my Soul Peaceful Selah I hope I don't get tagged over and over again...I better hide. But where to? Haha!

Speak To Me

I asked God to take away my PRIDE, and God said, “NO” He said, it was not for Him to take away, but for me to give up. I asked God to make away my handicapped child whole, and God said, “NO” He said, her spirit is whole, her body temporary. I asked God to grant me PATIENCE, and God said, “NO” He said that patience is a by-product of tribulation; it isn’t granted, it’s earned. I asked God to give me HAPPINESS, and God said, “NO” He said, He gives BLESSINGS, Happiness is up to me. I asked God to make my spirit GROW, and God said, “NO” He said, I must grow on my own, but He will prune me to make me fruitful I asked God to spare me from PAIN, and God said, “NO” He said suffering draws me apart from worldly cares and brings me closer to Him. I asked God if He loves me, and God said, “YES” He gave me His only Son who died for me, And I will be in heaven someday because I believe. I asked God to help me to love others as much as He loves me, And God said, “ Ah, Finally! You have the idea."

What Would You Rather Do?

I would rather live my life

as if there is a God,

and die to find out there isn't,

Than live my life as if there isn't,

and die to find out there is.

Cast A Bread

Bread cast on the waters comes back to you.

The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone

you love at the least expected time.If you never see

the deed again at least you will have made

the world a better place - And, after all,

Isn't that what life is all about?