1:30pm in the Botanical Garden
Somebody behind me is playing the guitar. As I sit here on the steps leading to the sea, I can’t help but wonder about him. Who could he be? We are perfect strangers. His music is everything I know...
View ArticleSpecial ang summer ko
This is the busiest summer I’ve ever had, grabe! And daming activities, one after the other. Katatapos lang ng DVBS Camp tsaka retreat and seminar ng youth, so area summer youth camps na naman ang...
View ArticleNot-so-secret Garden
It’s 11:52 am, and I am sitting here alone in a gazebo in the PSU botanical garden. I should be having lunch with my friends right now, talking and laughing in the canteen, surrounded by other...
View ArticleReflections
Fear not the night, for as fire brings out the purest gold, so does darkness reveal the stars. Light breaks to give us a rainbow; and a rose is crushed to surrender its fragrance. God uses even the...
View ArticleAt a loss for words
When you have a Friend that holds you close despite your glaring imperfections, when you have a Saviour who forgives over and over again, when you have a God who somehow chooses to use the flawed...
View Articleone spectacular summer
Whew… I don’t know where to start. Once again, I find words so empty when trying to describe this joy I have inside. God has been so faithful, so good, and it always takes my breath away when I think...
View ArticleGarnet
She is silent, and it is not the kind of silence I am used to from her. It is a weary silence…as if she were too broken and too exhausted to try to express whatever is haunting her. She wants to give...
View ArticleCry of My Heart
I can feel you pursuing me, I can feel the persistence of your love. A thousand times I’ve turned away from you, I’ve let you down, I’ve broken more promises than I care to count. And yet here you are,...
View ArticleSaturday Morning in a Coffee Shop
I sit here now, alone but not lonely, and I feel like I’m part of a different world, one that is lightyears away from the world I can see through the glass wall beside me. I’m supposed to be studying,...
View ArticleEpiphany in a Song*
What’s this life, anyway, what’s it to you and me What’s it to anyone; who are we supposed to be? Make me a storybook and write me away from here I need a different now… When you’re very young, you...
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