Everyone needs a little…

Everyone needs a little by Kari Jobe

Come all ye weary and ye broken

Come to the table of the Lord

Come sing the song of the forgiven

Come lay your burden on the Word

Come and find Peace everyone needs a little

Resteveryone needs a little

Joy and a song to sing in the darkest night

Life even when it gets you down

Hope will turn it all around

But love is the greatest of these

Everyone needs a little

Sing all ye saints and ye sinners

Call upon the mercy of the Lord

Come sing the song of redemption

Sing about the hope that is to come

He will lift you up

He will lift you up higher than sorrow

He will lift you up

And cover your soul with healing

I heard this song last sunday when I requested Shane to perform something before the sermon at the conclusion of the Festival in Bacolod.

It was very beautiful and the words powerfully spoke to the people as it personally touched a chord in my life.

So many people are just needing a little encouragement in different ways…

- a mother needing guidance how to encourage her son to remain in school.

- a mother needing help in telling her daughter that she can have a bright future.

- a young man just needs a little help in landing a job.

- a would-be doctor needing encouragement to continue his passion.

- a father striving to make ends meet for his three children.

- a young father struggling to make sense of what has happened to his marriage.

- a young man wondering if he was following what God had set for him.

- a grandfather wondering what to do to help his children and grandchildren.

- a single dad wondering how he could send his son through college.

- an elderly couple needing help in their physical activities.

- a young couple needing help with their bills payment..

and many more. Each one needing a little…

What can you give to help the people around you?

What do you have in your hands that could offer hope for those who just needs a little?

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Silent adieu….

He quietly approached her. His eyes lovingly scanned his wife.  His eyes lovingly caressed the vision before him.

The vision of his wife in a casket.

It was as if time stood still.  I focused my attention on him and tried to read as much as possible his facial expressions.  The expressions were a bit puzzling – it was as if I needed something more to ascertain what was going on.

Profound silence for an eternity that only lasted a few moments.

It was a very painful sight and I was compelled to pray for him under my breath.

Here was a husband looking at his wife who had recently passed.  I was looking at what could be the most painful thing for any husband to see.

To say goodbye to the love of your life.

If you are married and in a relationship that strives to mirror what Christ’s love is for the bride… then you have a glimpse of what this reflection is all about.

We pray for our dear brother Ric.

For the difficult times ahead.

For the overwhelming sadness that may engulf him.

May the memories of Evelyn bring comfort and joy through the tears that will freely flow.

For the feelings of lost-lessness and despair that may come.

Your loving grace and comfort to embrace and surround him.

In the precious name of Jesus,

Amen.

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Increasing violence against women.

I have not been able to post any blogs in recent weeks. It had been really busy though I have a list of topics that I will be writing about in the coming days.

One of the things that have been bothering me a lot lately has been the spate of violence against women all over the country.  It has been reported that 2 out of 7 women here in the Philippines have encountered any form of violence (physical, sexual and emotional) from their husbands, boyfriends and significant others.

A very disconcerting reality indeed.

What we have seen in the news in recent days are more than enough to make our blood boil and reach out to the women in our lives with our protective arms.  The case about that woman walking with her sister and was abducted along Quezon Avenue was something that could give nightmares to anyone who have mothers, sisters or friends who are out there going or coming from work in the wee hours of the morning.

It has to end.  We have seen too many rape cases go un-noticed while the victims suffer in severe depression and shame, or even guilt for being there at the wrong place and time.

As a society, we need to put a stop to this.  We need to say enough is enough of all these violence against women. And for those of us who are still apathetic about these things (like the police officer who nonchalantly described it as a “she was mistakenly thought of as a sex-worker in Quezon Avenue) and make sweeping judgments about these stories.

There is a young lady somewhere in the Visayas whose dreams of becoming an engineer was bashed out of her head when she was pulled from one of the dark alleys as she was coming home.  Dragged into an isolated bus station/lot, she was hit by something in the head and was repeatedly raped by her assailants.  She was here in Manila reviewing for her Board exam in Engineering.

That rape changed her life drastically.  Life has been taken out of her. She is still traumatized and could not speak and would just cry… her helpless parents and siblings could only watch and pray for her progress that has been really painful and slow.  They had spent precious hard earnings trying to secure professional care for her …and still there is no telling when she would be able to regain her sense of well-being again.

And last night, the news screamed of the story of this call center agent found naked inside a motel room with her head cut-off in Angeles City.  When will all these end?

There are so many things that are going wrong – and with all of the different sensational headlines grabbing for our attention – this one is something that we cannot just shrug our shoulders on and move on.

How we treat our women and the vulnerables in our society is pretty much an indication of our progress in civility and decency (something which are not measured in terms of any economic progress a country can make).

Lord, we pray for mercy. But I also pray for justice as these women cry for the dreams, hopes and sense of personhood that have been yanked out of their lives.

I pray for the families who are still grieving because of the violence done to their loved ones.

I pray for our country that we would wake up and put a stop to this phenomenon.  No amount of economic progress could substitute for the gross negligence in putting a stop to this violence against our women.

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The Will of God

Knowing the will of God is of utmost importance to all of us.  In my counseling sessions, this would eventually one of the questions that would come up.  How do you know God’s will? How do you know that this is God’s purpose for me?  How long will this challenge be or how long will I endure this? Is it God’s will for me to marry?

These are some of the general questions people ask when it comes to knowing God’s will.  There are no easy answers and people who seem to be so certain in knowing what God’s specific will is at any given time, is suspect, to say the least of pretending to know it.

It takes time. It takes humility. It takes a lot of waiting at times.  It takes faith.  I don’t have the easy answers for these questions.  I am beginning to realize now that knowing God’s will would also oftentimes involve walking first, testing the waters so to speak.  Sometimes it is in doing that we get to confirm what God’s will is.  Many times, we cannot see the whole picture first… but as we take the first few steps, these  little things become clearer.

I found one inspiring article about the will of God.  Knowing God’s will is a journey in itself.

I hope this short prose will help you find the confidence you need as you seek to ascertain God’s will in your life.

The Will of God

The will of God will never take you,

Where the grace of God cannot keep you,
Where the arms of God cannot support you,
Where the riches of God cannot supply your needs,
Where the power of God cannot endow you.

The will of God will never take you,

Where the Spirit of God cannot work through you,
Where the wisdom of God cannot teach you,
Where the army of God cannot protect you,
Where the hands of God cannot mold you.

The will of God will never take you,

Where the love of God cannot enfold you,
Where the mercies of God cannot sustain you,
Where the peace of God cannot calm your fears,
Where the authority of God cannot overrule for you.

The will of God will never take you,

Where the comfort of God cannot dry your tears,
Where the Word of God cannot feed you,
Where the miracles of God cannot be done for you,
Where the omnipresence of God cannot find you.

Author unknown

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I miss the rain….

Rain has always been a catalyst for deep thought and reflection for me.

I remember when I was a little boy how I would observe the rain and watch how the environment could change.  I was brought back to some of these thoughts as I drove home in the midst of the pouring rain.

Here I was, maneuvering my way through the dark sections of Commonwealth Avenue, with my vigilant eyes focused on the road to see the pedestrians illegally crossing the highway, and I was thinking…” I miss the rain..”

It has been raining for more than a week and yet, I am missing the rain.

These days, when the rain comes, it is no longer about classes being suspended for me.

It is no longer about the peaceful sleep I get when it rains as I am cuddled in bed reading an old Tom Sawyer book.

It is no longer about a freshly harvested corn that my parents would boil and then wake us up in the afternoon for a hot – corn-on -the cob merienda.  Or a hot steamy chocolate waiting for me as I finish reading Gulliver’s Travels.

There are times when as a young boy, I would always love to play in the rain.  Having a very protective mother, she would oftentimes forbid us from playing because we might get sick or something.  So to this day, whenever it rains, a part of me still wants to come out and just play.

But things have changed when it comes to rain.

Now when it rains, it means flooding in a lot of areas.

This means a lot of vehicles would be stranded causing  massive traffic jams.  This also means massive number of people waiting on the road for a ride or getting stuck in the middle of these traffic jams.

This means loss of electricity at times and fluctuating internet signals.

This could also mean cancelled appointments, wet socks, wet car brakes (noisy too) and difficult driving conditions.

This could also mean wet documents, dirt on the car, roads made impassable due to floods…

I miss the rain.

I miss the rains of my childhood years….

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Please heal our land….

It has been a week since the tragedy occurred in Quirino Grandstand.  It is raining as I write. It was also raining hard when the hostage taking ended.

I could not bring myself to write anything in this blog for a week.  Not even a Facebook status update.

I was too stunned.

I was grieving for those who perished in that stand-off.

I was grieving for my country.

After watching the news for one week… the story is slowly unfolding.  The hostage taker, the tourists and then the police operation that unraveled before the eyes of the world watching through so many networks.

This week was quite painful for the country.  We are still reeling from the bus accident in Naguillan.  Then another bus accident in Cebu that almost killed 35 students.  Then today another bus fell in Quezon where 5 people were killed and 47 were injured… how about the hostage taking in an internet shop where 8 boys in that cafe were held hostage as well… on the same day it was happening in Quirino Grandstand.

It feels like this country is going through its  social cancer.  And this cancer has metastasise to so many parts of the country. We have a senator who is at large at the moment… evading the law that he  was supposed to represent. We have a congressman caught with cocaine in Hongkong.  A police inspector caught while torturing a suspect. We had a president who miserably failed the nation during her term.  We still have the Maguindanao massacre probe un-resolved and the victims are still waiting for justice to be given them… and on and on this cancer cells go.

And now this disgruntled policeman who killed the HK tourists…

What will the breaking point be?

What will be the trigger by which this cancer will just explode and destroy all of us?

What kind of people would steal from the victims of a bus accident in Quezon when the victims were all physically harmed and could only rely on the goodwill of the people?

What kind of people would project Spiderman on top of that bus and have that picture posted on FB?

What kind of people would gamely pose for pictures at the site where 8 people were innocently killed?

This cancer is really upon us.  But it is not all over us, yet.  Oncological treatment to prevent the spread of cancer cells would also be good for our society and culture. We need to humble ourselves and admit our mistakes. We need to stop thinking that we are doing all these things just to look good.  But rather, we do good because it is our nature and it is deep in our character – even when others are no longer watching us.

We keep on saying we desire a better country – and yet we wait for people to do it for us.  When we look for a government that is honest and corrupt-free, then we should be the honest and corrupt-free people that should be governed by the government that we truly seek.

We claim to be the most christianized nation in Asia… yet  what is missing from all of us is the regeneration that would truly show our neighbors that we belong to Him and that He is in control of our lives.

It was a very sad week for the country… and the sadness lingers still.

Today we celebrated HEROES DAY – and yet honestly, there is a dearth right now for heroes.

Father God, we pray for our country.  Please rescue us from ourselves. 

Shower your grace upon us.

Listen to our prayers.  Transform us as a nation.

Heal our land.

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I am worth dying for….

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August 21 is the only day in the year when Filipinos are conscious that “they are worth dying for..”

Thank you Ninoy.  I do not know much about you.  But I heard that gunshot that echoed all over the world. That same gunshot that felled the hope of this country from the dictatorship of Marcos.

That bullet killed the person that could have lifted up the Philippines from the grip of corruption more than 20 years ago.

Your son is our president now. Your dream lives on in this generation.  It has been 27 years and the younger ones need to learn the significance of this day, much more, your life and the principles you lived out.

We do not have the likes of you anymore.  There is no one in our list of congressmen and politicians, senators and the like, who can lift the morale of the people and inspire us to be better than ourselves.  We had been time and time again, disappointed, robbed and nonchalantly tossed aside by the greed and the succeeding corruption.

We voted your son because he represents for us – the best that this country has to offer. The son of Ninoy and Cory.

May your son lived up to the expectations of this country that is hungering for true and lasting generational change.  A change to patriotism.  To be freed from the tyranny of corruption.  To be freed from the tyranny of our apathy.

Thank you Ninoy.

Thank you Cory.

We are praying for your son, PNOY.

The following is the statement that Ninoy prepared to give upon his arrival from the United States. I did not know about this speech until today.  This was the speech that the  world never heard delivered with eloquence that only a Ninoy can give.

In memory of Ninoy…

We remember the anniversary of your death.

We mourn still,  the justice that has been denied….

I am prepared for the worst: Ninoy Aquino’s (undelivered) arrival statement August 21, 1983
Article posted August 21, 2010 – 10:25 AM

I have returned on my free will to join the ranks of those struggling to restore our rights and freedoms through nonviolence.

I seek no confrontation. I only pray and will strive for a genuine national reconciliation founded on justice.

I am prepared for the worst, and have decided against the advice of my mother, my spiritual adviser, many of my tested friends and a few of my most valued political mentors.

A death sentence awaits me. Two more subversion charges, both calling for death penalties, have been filed since I left three years ago and are now pending with the courts.

I could have opted to seek political asylum in America, but I feel it is my duty, as it is the duty of every Filipino, to suffer with his people especially in time of crisis.

I never sought nor have I been given assurances or promise of leniency by the regime. I return voluntarily armed only with a clear conscience and fortified in the faith that in the end justice will emerge triumphant.

According to Gandhi, the WILLING sacrifice of the innocent is the most powerful answer to insolent tyranny that has yet been conceived by God and man.

Three years ago when I left for an emergency heart bypass operation, I hoped and prayed that the rights and freedoms of our people would soon be restored, that living conditions would improve and that blood-letting would stop.

Rather than move forward, we have moved backward. The killings have increased, the economy has taken a turn for the worse and the human rights situation has deteriorated.

During the martial law period, the Supreme Court heard petitions for Habeas Corpus. It is most ironic, after martial law has allegedly been lifted, that the Supreme Court last April ruled it can no longer entertain petitions for Habeas Corpus for persons detained under a Presidential Commitment Order, which covers all so-called national security cases and which under present circumstances can cover almost anything.

The country is far advanced in her times of trouble. Economic, social and political problems bedevil the Filipino. These problems may be surmounted if we are united. But we can be united only if all the rights and freedoms enjoyed before September 21, 1972 are fully restored.

The Filipino asks for nothing more, but will surely accept nothing less, than all the rights and freedoms guaranteed by the 1935 Constitution — the most sacred legacies from the Founding Fathers.

Yes, the Filipino is patient, but there is a limit to his patience. Must we wait until that patience snaps?

The nation-wide rebellion is escalating and threatens to explode into a bloody revolution. There is a growing cadre of young Filipinos who have finally come to realize that freedom is never granted, it is taken. Must we relive the agonies and the blood-letting of the past that brought forth our Republic or can we sit down as brothers and sisters and discuss our differences with reason and goodwill?

I have often wondered how many disputes could have been settled easily had the disputants only dared to define their terms.

So as to leave no room for misunderstanding, I shall define my terms:

1. Six years ago, I was sentenced to die before a firing squad by a Military Tribunal whose jurisdiction I steadfastly refused to recognize. It is now time for the regime to decide. Order my IMMEDIATE EXECUTION OR SET ME FREE.

I was sentenced to die for allegedly being the leading communist leader. I am not a communist, never was and never will be.

2. National reconciliation and unity can be achieved but only with justice, including justice for our Muslim and Ifugao brothers. There can be no deal with a Dictator. No compromise with Dictatorship.

3. In a revolution there can really be no victors, only victims. We do not have to destroy in order to build.

4. Subversion stems from economic, social and political causes and will not be solved by purely military solutions; it can be curbed not with ever increasing repression but with a more equitable distribution of wealth, more democracy and more freedom, and

5. For the economy to get going once again, the workingman must be given his just and rightful share of his labor, and to the owners and managers must be restored the hope where there is so much uncertainty if not despair.

On one of the long corridors of Harvard University are carved in granite the words of Archibald Macleish:

“How shall freedom be defended? By arms when it is attacked by arms; by truth when it is attacked by lies; by democratic faith when it is attacked by authoritarian dogma. Always, and in the final act, by determination and faith.”

I return from exile and to an uncertain future with only determination and faith to offer — faith in our people and faith in God. - GMANews.TV

(Ninoy Aquino was assassinated at the Manila International Airport on August 21, 1983 before he could deliver this statement.)


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Because they can…

This has been a very sad day for the country.  It is a little past 1 AM and I should be in bed but two news items really made me plummet into a sort of personal despair.

1. The death of 41 passengers today when a mini-bus careened-off  Naguilan, Benguet  highway into the ravine.  Only 6 people survived the crash when it took place at about 9:20 am.

What a sobering thought.  Of families grieving right now because the bus driver lost control of the ill-fated vehicle.

2. The second news that was really depressing was the mobile video of the Manila police torturing the victim who apparently had disappeared last March 5, 2010.  And then this video surfaced last Tuesday.

http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/video/nation/metro-manila/08/18/10/2-families-claiming-torture-victim-mpd-station

It was sickening.  It was disgusting.  These are the things that would yank us out of our senses and really make us face the barbarity of powers that had been corrupted.

The man was allegedly a criminal – caught stealing and staging a hold-up in Manila. But viewing the sickening video… makes the police officers much worse than the criminal at hand.  If the criminal was doing all these things for  survival, it was very obvious that Capt. Binayug was doing those horrible acts for  power and pleasure.  A rope was tied on the genitals of this man who was lying naked on the floor.  He was being beaten with something and his responses would be meted out with a hard tug on the thin rope tied to his genitals.

Treated like a pig to be slaughtered.

The man who did the video on his mobile phone actually caught another police officer (in uniform) just standing there watching the whole thing.  The man doing the sickening abuse was wearing white shirt and shorts, indicative a probable day -off or during the weekend where there were very few people in the police station.

That video easily ripped my heart into pieces.  Videos such as these were reminiscent of the barbarism that we had seen from the cells in Guantanamo and Abu Graib… we did not know it was happening right here in the heart of the city.

The video barbarically showed us – the depths of our corruption.  Nowadays, no one knows who is really looking after the welfare of the common people.

I was reminded of a movie where Nicolas Cage was researching the motivation behind the production of snuff films. His discovery led him to see the disparity of the genteel life lived out by the perpetrator during the day, and the shocking ritual that he did at night doing the snuff films.

Nicolas Cage’s character was trying so hard to understand the bi-polarity of the life of the criminal.  He came from a well-respected family that thoroughly enjoyed the finest things in life.  Yet the shocking nature of his pleasure was found in watching a hooded man hacked into pieces innocent girls who thought they were being paid for carnal pleasures.

In that movie, Nicolas Cage answer came toward the end.

Why do people commit such dastardly acts as if they are not accountable to anyone?

Why do police officers commit these inhumane acts right inside the police station?

And we can extend this question even beyond the borders of this nation.  A recent video was linked to several Facebook account of a Filipina who survived being violently lacerated all over her face and body, beyond recognition in the Middle East.  The video was taken inside the Emergency Room of a hospital manned by non-filipino nurses who, when you watch the video, took such slow pace in really attending to her wounds. The OFW looked dead because she was motionless – but when she was moved, she screamed the horror as evidenced by her deep wounds all over her body.

Why do people commit these things?

And the answer found in that movie by Nicolas Cage still rings true to this day…

BECAUSE THEY CAN…

Look at the picture below.

This was taken last August 10, 2010 at UP DILIMAN.

Yes this picture paints a thousand words. And in the light of the torture done… this could paint a thousand more.

Why do they do what they do?


BECAUSE THEY CAN…..

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Prayer for Pakistan

Merciful Father, give us your compassion and call us to gather our resources to help Pakistan. They are in dire need of basic things to survive as towns upon towns were swept by the raging flood.

The humanitarian helps from other nations are very slow in coming and now so many thousands of children are in peril because there are hardly any clean water for drinking.  And many many more will starve to death if help does not come.

Please touch the hearts of the world leaders to help. To set aside their political agenda and just help the Pakistani people without any motives to push their own country’s foreign affairs agenda.  For the world to take notice and then be stirred up to help.

Please save the most vulnerable. The young, the old, the children and most especially the orphans.

There is so much going on in the world and each country may be facing challenges of their own – but I pray that you rally us and bring our hearts together.  Our brothers and sisters are perishing.

In your precious name, Jesus.

AMEN

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They are getting younger….

I could not shake -off the image of this young carjacker named Ivan Padilla, slumped at the back of the vehicle with blood oozing down his face.

I just heard about this news on the radio as I was driving to the office last week. Did not think anymore about it until I saw it on the program called “BANDILA”.  Ivan’s parents were complaining because of the autopsy done on Ivan showed that he did not die from the gunshot that he sustained on his head.  Rather it showed that he died when a blunt force was exerted on his neck causing the aphyxsiation.

From the footage done by ABS-CBN… they were covering the vehicles riddled with bullets… until one person said “do you want to see Ivan?” He was simply slumped at the back of the vehicle – and it seemed as if the police were not really rushing to take him to the hospital.

Watching that part felt like – watching an intrusive wild animal captured in the city here in the Philippines.  We have no means to take it back to the wild – and certainly, it will just be left to die or be killed.

There he was, both his hands were on his back as he was handcuffed.  He looked so young.  Short-cropped hair, shirt and jeans with the waistband of his boxers slightly showing – Ivan was a picture of a typical young person.  Except this time, he was so weak and his eyes were closed.

The camera man asked him “Are you Ivan?” And he quietly said “yes”

“Where had you been hiding all this time?” came the next question – but there was no reply.

Then the police said they will take him to the hospital already and the interview (less than a minute) was cut short.  And that was the last time he was seen, barely alive.

Ivan Padilla was only 23 years old. And in the context of the growing delayed adulthood of our young people, Ivan Padilla could easily be a 19-year old person at this time.  Why would a young man throw away his life and risk everything by doing crime?

The authorities have made the cautious observation that the recent spate of crimes committed in the city were done by young people. There was even an 18 year old man involved in another. Even guys aged 16 and 17 were caught stealing or staging a hold-up in jeepneys.

What is happening to us?

Why are our young people getting more and more involved in criminal acts?

What are we NOT doing so that they would know they they have a better option in life?

I could not shake the image of Ivan slumped at the back of the vehicle.

To die at such a young age.

To have chosen a path so violent at such a young age.

Is Ivan merely a reflection of how we are failing as a society?  Or how we are failing at parenting?

I wish I have the answers. But the image of a young man with blood oozing out of his head, hands handcuffed and clearly dying is one of those images I no longer want to see happen again.

Let us save our young people from these poor and violent choices.

23 years old… such an innocent age.. yet  Ivan was already corrupted by his choices and the world he moved in.

And there are still so many of them right now.  Practicing their crimes as we speak. Getting trained.  Being given money as low as P5,000 to drive a getaway vehicle.  Maybe they are learning how to use a gun for the first time.  But they are out there.

Let us pray and save our young people.

Let us be vigilant in our roles as parents, mentors and community leaders.

Ivan could have been your son, nephew, friend, worship team leader in your church, youth leader etc.

There must be a better way so that young men like Ivan could find their way back to their families, communities and society that may have turned their backs on them.

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