I'm pleased with my self and I know my Tita Doris is proud of me. Singing songs of praise to God is quite awesome. There's this unexplainable feeling of joy and peace within. Joining the choir is very exciting for me, it's learning wherein it refreshes my little knowledge of solfeggio.Thanks Tita Dor's for sharing some of your talent in singing. I know I'm not as good as you were but I thank you coz I got my love of music from you. Miss you with Tita Inday, Mama, Lolo and Tito Boy, (Rest in Peace my love ones!)
I read Veronica's story in Dear Bo, can't help but shed a tear or two. This reminds me of my Tita Inday and Tita Doris who died because of Lupus. Here's my comment:
Wow, what a great and inspiring love story! I can't help but shed a tear or two. You're an inspiration Veronica, thanks for sharing your story!
I was on my way home from church today and I remember my two aunts who passed away because of Lupus. I can't help but be sad. Tita Jelly got Lupus first but praise God she lived longer because of her faith but her disease recurred after 10 years and she said goodbye to us.
Surprisingly, Tita Doris died ahead of her at the age of 26. It was some kind of a shock for the whole family. She worked in Singapore but she was not able to finish her contract because she got sick. Only when she came home and was confined in the hospital that we learned she had Lupus. She's a healthy person and we wondered how could she had the same kind of disease like Tita Jelly. I miss them, I miss Tita Doris' beautiful voice in the choir as the soloist. I know she'll be proud of me coz she somehow gave to me some of her talents in singing. Thanks to Tita Jelly she introduced Bro. Bo to me by giving me some Kerygma magazines when I was 13 years old. I still keep those old mags in the Philippines, they are my treasures. I love you guys, I miss you! God bless us...
Back to the point: Have you experienced this feeling that you want to give but still you are wanting and you can't give more? I remember my dad, he's been sick and he's not financially free so I have to support him. Last time he went home to see his elderly father, my grandpa. He wants to help his old father but he needs money for his medicine so he just gave some few paper bills. I imagine what my dad felt that time. It hurts especially if you want to give but then you have nothing to give. "You can't give what you don't have," my old professor's voice reverberating in my mind.
I went shopping today, I bought some blouses for my uniforms and a new pair of shoes as a monthly treat for myself for working hard. On my way home can't help but notice beggars on the streets especially the old ones their hands outstretched with some cans. What's worse there are amputated beggars crawling and begging. My heart breaks seeing their plight and poverty. The least that I could do for them... share a penny or two or small notes. I have this desire that someday I would not only share pennies or thousands but millions! I'm dreaming that someday I will be financially free and support some ministries that help the poor, the elderly, street children etc. I've been praying to be God's steward of wealth. So sad I can't do that right now. I have to procure abundance for myself first so when I have it already I can share. Well, first thing first and that's to be financially literate. I think I'm on my way to it how about you???
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