Sometimes, you need to look at things with new eyes.
Haven’t been able to blog in a while for many reasons; just thought I’d put a new face to the blog—this is temporary, while I’m looking for a new template. My thanks to Marlon for the previous template—which was beautiful, but which somehow got old also. In the meantime, I’ve always liked this template which I share with Ella (who put it up first) and Red C. (check out his blog for great essays and pics).
Hope to be back soon. See you all around.
God bless you all.
My Ties, Tethers, Anchors and Roots. These keep me grounded but also allow me to dream.
October 31, 2006
October 03, 2006
of Globe, Ateneo and others
Haven’t blogged in a while for many reasons. So many things going on, so many things on my mind, just can’t find the disposition to write about them.
People in the metro discovered recently they can live without electricity (for a short while), without water (for even a shorter while) or without cable tv but they can’t live without texting. When the lights went out due to Milenyo, cell sites failed also. And that’s when you heard the howls of protest (mine included).
That’s the effect of connectivity. And that’s what happens when connectivity is gone, you feel lost.
In a way, that’s what I feel when I can’t pray—disconnected from the Source: lost.
It’s a good thing that, despite all that’s going on, the grace to come before the Source is still there; even if, on many occasions, I have to literally BEG for the grace, it does come and in great abundance.
Lord, allow me to hold fast to the truth that You are the Master of the storms in my life; remind me never to whine to You about how big the storms are in my life but always remind me to tell the storms how Big a God You are.
Ateneo lost; in overtime; to UST; in a tournament where La Salle did not play. That hurts; a lot.
I feel for JC Intal, who missed two crucial baskets in regulation that could have won them the game outright and again missed two baskets in overtime that could have won them the game. He played his heart out, however, and that is something to be proud of; that’s probably also why he cried his heart out too.
People in the metro discovered recently they can live without electricity (for a short while), without water (for even a shorter while) or without cable tv but they can’t live without texting. When the lights went out due to Milenyo, cell sites failed also. And that’s when you heard the howls of protest (mine included).
That’s the effect of connectivity. And that’s what happens when connectivity is gone, you feel lost.
In a way, that’s what I feel when I can’t pray—disconnected from the Source: lost.
It’s a good thing that, despite all that’s going on, the grace to come before the Source is still there; even if, on many occasions, I have to literally BEG for the grace, it does come and in great abundance.
Lord, allow me to hold fast to the truth that You are the Master of the storms in my life; remind me never to whine to You about how big the storms are in my life but always remind me to tell the storms how Big a God You are.
Ateneo lost; in overtime; to UST; in a tournament where La Salle did not play. That hurts; a lot.
I feel for JC Intal, who missed two crucial baskets in regulation that could have won them the game outright and again missed two baskets in overtime that could have won them the game. He played his heart out, however, and that is something to be proud of; that’s probably also why he cried his heart out too.
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