One Difference

"I think we should ask her to model for us," my classmate asked.
"Nah, i think her nose is too pointed and white," I replied.

A few days after, there was a rumor about a young talented artist that committed suicide.

I didn't care much, I just prayed to God her family would be okay. Until I asked my classmate who the person was.

"Oh! remember that girl I pointed to and asked if she could model for us? The pretty white girl? That's her. It's really sad."







Believe me. My mind went blank, and it rarely happens.

Lots of things went through my mind. But one thing never left my head. "What if we took her in as our model? Would it have made a difference?"

Nothing happens by chance, only by choice. Somehow, i feel like the Holy Spirit whispered to me that I should take her in, cause quite frankly, i wanted to, but she was already far from us, so i didn't bother.

I know I have nothing to do with that girl, but somehow i wonder, if ever I talked to her, would it have made a difference? I think it would at some point.

If I asked her to model for us, she would've been in the pictorial rather than in her room alone. I know it's not my fault, i have nothing to do with it, but it could have made one difference.

It's so easy for us to ignore the voice of the Holy Spirit, easy to judge other people of their appearance, easy to disregard them just like centavo coins. One obedience, could have made one difference.

It's been months since that incident in our school, but it never left me, and i believe that is no coincidence as well. I do believe God is teaching me something, its not to strengthen my fear, but to strengthen my faith. Making One difference, means to be different.

I wonder how many teenagers are committing suicide just because of loneliness, of ignorance.

I think about my life, my dreams. I want to be a fashion designer to be able to produce money for missions, to be a money maker for people who reach out to other people. What a lonely life. God gave me the opportunity to reach out to other people, and that's not just supporting them financially, but it's about having an ear to listen, eyes to see the need, a mouth to give encouragement & care, and arms so long to give a hug.

I got my perspective all wrong. It's not about making the money and giving it to the poor. It's about giving to the poor and using God's money to provide.

Mary poured her alabaster jar on Jesus' feet. She could've sold that alabaster jar and gave the huge amount of money to feed the hungry, but she chose to use it to honor Jesus. My eyes shouldn't be on the blessings, they should be on the Provider.

It takes one obedience to make one difference. I don't know how much people I've missed just because I've ignored the Holy Spirit. It just makes you want to cry. This is not about religion, it's about life. One love for God, can make one life for another.

I think, it's time to make one choice.

Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.
Matthew 22:37


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Hear and Obey

I compromise, I make lots of excuses, I can be pretty lazy, I ignore, but most of all I don't listen when it doesn't make sense in my head.

Ever since I was a kid, my father has taught me to read the Bible and pray. I like praying and singing to God, but reading the Bible? That's my biggest problem. Still I read the Bible, but usually, its out of, you know, obeying. I had a happy childhood, I am a very bright and smiley and colorful kid, I saw life full of happiness and I knew life is beautiful.


Until, I grew up.


Everything changed. Busy here, busy there. Cramming here, cramming there. Stress, pressure, sleepless nights. Everything just changed. The once happy-go-lucky girl became skeptical and pessimistic. The worst I guess is, I stopped reading the Bible. I stopped praying to God. I began to doubt.

I saw the Bible as paper. A normal book, something educational, something stressful for me to even read. I don't like books without pictures, it bores me, and somehow that's how I saw the Bible and so I began to set it aside. I continued to pray, I continued to minister, but i barely opened the Bible.

A time came into my life that i began to get depressed. Continuous disappointments and major changes in life is not easy to handle especially when one is too emotional. I began to tire people because of my needs and i began to cry without even knowing why I'm crying. I stopped seeing art as something i love to do, i began to push people away. I even thought of ending my life cause i feel like nothing good will come out of this life.

I told my dad about it, every single detail of it. He knows how much i want to give up on life, but this he never fails to tell me, "God will never give up on you, He is full of mercy and grace, He accepts you despite your imperfections and failures. Life is beautiful when you have God." Hearing that, I knew I had to open my Bible.

Still I was skeptical. The Bible is JUST a book. What can it do? Yeah i read it, but how can it make me feel better? It's just a book. Text written in paper. What difference does it make with the other books? It just doesn't make sense. This is not the answer to the happiness that I am looking for.

I kept looking for other things. Friends. Games. Money. You know, those things that i thought could fill my empty heart, and yet everything is just unsatisfying. No happiness, no beautiful life. I continued to feel downhearted every single day.

Until one day.

I finally decided to give it a try. Okay. I opened my Bible, i said i'll only read a verse but. . the next thing i know, I've read three chapters. It's quite interesting, but i still felt no changes. I went on with my day. . . but as i end my day, i realized something. It's different.

I saw life differently. I don't get it. I just read my Bible, and what i read was totally not connected to what i was doing that day. I don't know, but I was happy that whole day! My mood went up and down, but i didn't stay down, i had the strength to get up! I thought it was just coincidence. So i tried it again the next day. And there! same thing! i was happy! Satisfied!

I was thinking maybe it wasn't the Bible, maybe i just really changed! So I began to not read my Bible again; and one thing I've noticed. I went back to being depressed.

I can't explain this much longer or more detailed, I don't understand it as well. How reading the Bible makes me see the beauty of life. How it makes me feel happy. I don't know, it doesn't make sense; But one thing I know, there are just things in life that we really can't understand. Just like how love suddenly comes into our life, how one person whom we never expect to come, changes our life, how one disaster in our life brings out the biggest blessing there could ever be. It just doesn't make sense, but it happens, and it never fails to make us look up, smile, and thank Him.


All we have to do is listen and obey, even if it doesn't make any sense, and surely everything else will fall into its perfect place. :)


And oh! Add it with prayer? Your day would never be the same again. Everyday is indeed a new day, a simple prayer that makes my life exciting, "Holy Spirit, please guide me today. I want to hear and obey." <3

Morning Ponderings

Yes you like someone now. I wonder, does these feelings last for a lifetime? What security does one girl really have when a man finally waits for her? Questions spread through out the head, how should I know that he's really the one for me? I want to know if he's the one whom God has prepared as the best of the best.

I know it's my choice to choose whom I want. . But I want God's best and I wonder, is he really the one? It's something that boggles my mind from time to time but not really something i worry about greatly. "Just hold on girl, just wait," they say. I also wonder why I can't wait. Maybe this is how impatient a woman's heart can be.

Yes, you like him a lot right now. Though, what is the basis of your likeness of the man. Is it just at the outer core of him, or does it go down deep, caring for him like you've never did before? All this time I dreamt of a sparkly magical meeting and feeling, but then am i mixing my fantasy with my reality? Just because i didn't have those "Fairy Tale" like sparks such as from the movies. . . does it mean he's not the one? I might wait for forever til i meet the man such as that and miss the man that's best for me based on reality.

It's time to pop the bubbles of imagination and open the door of reality. I may not have those magical sparky feelings naturally, but he sure is creating his own to paint a smile on my face. . :) I guess that's the important thing. It's not about those superficial things that you look for to encounter the best for you, its about him doing his best to be the best for you. I guess that's what real love is all about. Its not about the magical love they call, its about the sacrificial love that is portrayed all over the Book of Life. Love doesn't come in pixie dust powdered boxes packaged and delivered by fairies or magic, love is nurtured, it is taken well care of.

But then, who am I to say i know what love really means? I'm jumping from the scene of care. Love can wait, but care? It stays from now til the end. It takes a human eye to see a man's love, but it takes a human heart to see a man's love made out of sacrifice that starts with care. :)

I can't say I'm in love right now. I can't say there's valid butterflies in my tummy. . but one thing i do know, I have to wait and see, coz indeed, true love waits and love doesn't come instantly, it comes progressively thru sacrifice and care, and of course, through endless prayers and communion with the source of all infinite Love named God. :)

Preserved Beauty

Preserved beauty. :) Keep memories in a creative way.

Moo Moo Cow

My morning moo moo cow that my beshee inspired me to do. Very refreshing in the morning. :)