Thursday, February 27, 2014
Sunday, February 23, 2014
It's 2am Manila time, the whole flat is quiet and just the humming sound of aircon dominates the air. From 23rd floor of Olympic Heights Tower 3 I can see from my windows a panoramic view of Marikina and Quezon City. It was a good view and every time I look at my window I feel grateful to God. I am in awe with how God works in my life. I thank God I wake up every day and have reached this age. I thank God for my job at Accenture. I thank God for nice housemates. I thank God for my safety and protection. I thank God for His providence and healing. Most of all, I thank Him for my salvation.
Years back, I could not imagine working in Manila but when there is no choice you just have to plunge and trust God He will keep you safe. Metro Manila is a jungle where nobody cares for anybody. To each his own. Riding public utilities is unsafe. Food unsafe, etc. That so far is the image that media has shaped in my mind.
However, all of these have changed as I learned to appreciate this metropolitan place. I got to meet nice people. I enjoyed dining in good restos. I ride taxi without nervousness and just trusting I will reach my destination safely.
Where I am now is a small central business district in Quezon City which I described as a city within a city. I live and work in Eastwood City where all amenities are within walking distance. Banks, restaurants, malls, grocery, church, police station, fire station and satellite clinics are within walking distance. I can walk freely and safely at whatever time of the day.
I am thinking of quitting my new job and am going to miss this place.
This is the view from my window.
I walk around the mall park this morning around 5am.
Years back, I could not imagine working in Manila but when there is no choice you just have to plunge and trust God He will keep you safe. Metro Manila is a jungle where nobody cares for anybody. To each his own. Riding public utilities is unsafe. Food unsafe, etc. That so far is the image that media has shaped in my mind.
However, all of these have changed as I learned to appreciate this metropolitan place. I got to meet nice people. I enjoyed dining in good restos. I ride taxi without nervousness and just trusting I will reach my destination safely.
Where I am now is a small central business district in Quezon City which I described as a city within a city. I live and work in Eastwood City where all amenities are within walking distance. Banks, restaurants, malls, grocery, church, police station, fire station and satellite clinics are within walking distance. I can walk freely and safely at whatever time of the day.
I am thinking of quitting my new job and am going to miss this place.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Letter to God
Dear God,
You already know the thoughts and desires of my heart without me verbalizing it but I want to put my thoughts written down because I want to share my journey to the readers of this blog. For so many years my faith is not that strong. I doubted where am going if in case curtain calls. I have fears, so many fears but as I go along in this life you continue to mold me. I have been through circumstances in life that tested my faith in you.
Two years ago I found myself unemployed. It took me almost two years to find a good job. This journey brought me abroad, bonded with my elder brother, and spiritual brothers and sisters. Anxiety enveloped but you sent people to keep me going and you put in my heart that no matter what happens I should continue serving you. Day and night I prayed and cried to you. I was drawn closer to you during this hard time, I was able to attend prayer meetings and Sunday services. One day in my dreams you gave me a sign that this trial is over. After a month, I found a job.
A few months after resuming work, I got diagnosed with uterine fibroid. My desire to be a mother someday was threatened by this health issue. And as I suffer from pain my desire also to become a mother grows. I have decided to undergo surgery but you put circumstances to hinder that and you made me stand on faith and claim my healing. You exposed the works of satan. For four Sundays, Ptr Ian taught about how demon influences Christians. You empowered me how to cast out these evil spirits tormenting my body. You are teaching and molding me to be a woman of faith. You increased my faith and taught what is divine healing and its phases. Faith is believing something even when there is no physical proof yet. There were days I suffer in pain but I endured it as you whispered to me that I am already healed. There is no ultrasound or medical exam to prove that uterine fibroid is gone but I claimed by faith that I am healed. Thank you for the divine healing. Thank you for healing me.
It isn't in providence and healing alone that you are manifesting thy love and guidance to me. You are molding my character as well. You opened my eyes and made me aware to pray for my weaknesses. You continue to nurture Love and Forgiveness in my heart. You made circumstances at work to test my character. I remember praying for people to realize their mistakes. You didn't answer those prayers but when I prayed for love and forgiveness to abide in my heart you responded immediately. I understand then that it was me that you are trying to change not the people who offended me. For me that is a manifestation of love from my father. You wanted me to become a better Christian. I thank you for that.
Your child,
Katie
You already know the thoughts and desires of my heart without me verbalizing it but I want to put my thoughts written down because I want to share my journey to the readers of this blog. For so many years my faith is not that strong. I doubted where am going if in case curtain calls. I have fears, so many fears but as I go along in this life you continue to mold me. I have been through circumstances in life that tested my faith in you.
Two years ago I found myself unemployed. It took me almost two years to find a good job. This journey brought me abroad, bonded with my elder brother, and spiritual brothers and sisters. Anxiety enveloped but you sent people to keep me going and you put in my heart that no matter what happens I should continue serving you. Day and night I prayed and cried to you. I was drawn closer to you during this hard time, I was able to attend prayer meetings and Sunday services. One day in my dreams you gave me a sign that this trial is over. After a month, I found a job.
A few months after resuming work, I got diagnosed with uterine fibroid. My desire to be a mother someday was threatened by this health issue. And as I suffer from pain my desire also to become a mother grows. I have decided to undergo surgery but you put circumstances to hinder that and you made me stand on faith and claim my healing. You exposed the works of satan. For four Sundays, Ptr Ian taught about how demon influences Christians. You empowered me how to cast out these evil spirits tormenting my body. You are teaching and molding me to be a woman of faith. You increased my faith and taught what is divine healing and its phases. Faith is believing something even when there is no physical proof yet. There were days I suffer in pain but I endured it as you whispered to me that I am already healed. There is no ultrasound or medical exam to prove that uterine fibroid is gone but I claimed by faith that I am healed. Thank you for the divine healing. Thank you for healing me.
It isn't in providence and healing alone that you are manifesting thy love and guidance to me. You are molding my character as well. You opened my eyes and made me aware to pray for my weaknesses. You continue to nurture Love and Forgiveness in my heart. You made circumstances at work to test my character. I remember praying for people to realize their mistakes. You didn't answer those prayers but when I prayed for love and forgiveness to abide in my heart you responded immediately. I understand then that it was me that you are trying to change not the people who offended me. For me that is a manifestation of love from my father. You wanted me to become a better Christian. I thank you for that.
Your child,
Katie
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