Wednesday, March 28, 2007
WHEN YOUR HUT IS ON FIRE
This is a good one from Auntie Enid. I was gonna forward it, then decided to spare my best friends and just post it here. It may reach more people anyway. So enjoy...
One day the only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?"
Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers.
We saw your smoke signal," they replied.
The Moral of this Story:
It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground......It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God.
P.S. You may want to consider passing this on, because you never know who feels as if their hut is on fire today.
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More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren't so busy denying them. -Harold J. Smith
One day the only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?"
Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers.
We saw your smoke signal," they replied.
The Moral of this Story:
It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground......It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God.
P.S. You may want to consider passing this on, because you never know who feels as if their hut is on fire today.
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More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren't so busy denying them. -Harold J. Smith
Friday, March 16, 2007
i'm trying to kill time today. i've checked my email a half dozen times, called back several physicians, even read some blogs. i'm leaving at 2pm today to go to doctor to finally get my knees checked out. last year during our trip to washington dc, it began to hurt like bloody hell while walking around from monuments to museums. i'm speculating that it came from my many falls during snowboarding that winter season. and now, it's quite normal for my knees to just suddenly have sharp pains, so badly that i end up limping. happens especially when it's cold out. *sigh* and with us going to italy in oct/nov this year for our honeymoon, i just wanna make sure i'll be okay. or if i need therapy, then i can get started. can't procrastinate on these things anymore. only have 7.5 months left to prepare. poo. oh, and where the heck are my invisalign trays already?!!!! it's been almost 2 months that i've been waiting on the first one!
ok, time to go, byeee! have a good weekend!
ok, time to go, byeee! have a good weekend!
Thursday, March 08, 2007
the end of an era
two days ago, henry and i were, of course, discussing wedding logistics and just happened to be ironing out the day of the wedding schedule. we were trying to determine if 8 hours would be sufficient time for our photographer to capture the day's activities or if we have to hire her for a couple more extra hours. so we got to talking about getting ready in the morning, and where would i get ready and i guess i was thinking of getting ready at a hotel. henry was suggesting, you could get ready at your uncle's house (he just bought a really really nice big giant beautiful house), and i was like, no, that's not my house... and then i got to thinking, heyyy, i'm not gonna live here anymore. :( how sad! and just the thought of that sent the tears down my cheeks. and the thoughts kept on going with, who's gonna bug me then? *tear* who's gonna barge into my room without knocking... *tears* no more stupid brothers stealing my shampoo... *more tears* nobody to nag to do their homework... *sniffling* (i'm tearing up now just recalling the moment!) and before i knew it, i was bawling so hard, like someone had really hurt me. and i told henry, i don't wanna leave. i wanna live here with my family! i love my family! (as i blew out my nose) and he goes, it's okay, we can live here in your tiny room. *sniff, sniff* no... i'll live with you. it's just that it's the end of an era! (a la friends) my family doesn't do a lot of constant talks or communication. our bonding time happens in those little moments when my mom comes into my room while i'm getting ready to update me on this or ask about that. and our relationship gets built on those little moments when emmanuel goes, ate, ate, look at this, and he shows me something stupid and funny on the computer in my room. or when christian goes, ate, you know what i did at work today? and he tells some weird story from his job as an assistant funeral director. (as a side note, he totally saw angelina jolie when they buried her mom a few months ago. he said she's really pretty in person.) and my dad... oh me and my dad's relationship is so fragile sometimes. but that gets built over the little moments of us watching sports. yea, me, talk about sports, as if i know something about them. but that's the only real bonding time that he and i get. dude, i was even able to comment on something about the world poker tour the other day. i can barely understand that game.
when i left for work yesterday morning, it just so happened that i ran into my dad in the kitchen and instead of just saying, bye, pa, as i usually do, i said bye, and i hugged him. (dammit, i'm freakin crying at work!) i bet he was weirded out.
i didn't really see my mom last night because she was asleep before i got home, it happens on most nights. but she asked me this morning what's new (which is weird cuz she never asks that). i think she was asking how the wedding planning is going cuz she overheard us the other night. but i told her what happened about me crying and then that got her started, so i was already late for work this morning, but nag-iyakan pa rin kami this morning (we had a little cry-fest this morning) before i left. then my dad came out and asked what happened and my mom told him and he just laughed and joined our hug. so we had a 2-second long 3-person group hug. that doesn't happen in my household. *sigh* oh family, i love them.
when i left for work yesterday morning, it just so happened that i ran into my dad in the kitchen and instead of just saying, bye, pa, as i usually do, i said bye, and i hugged him. (dammit, i'm freakin crying at work!) i bet he was weirded out.
i didn't really see my mom last night because she was asleep before i got home, it happens on most nights. but she asked me this morning what's new (which is weird cuz she never asks that). i think she was asking how the wedding planning is going cuz she overheard us the other night. but i told her what happened about me crying and then that got her started, so i was already late for work this morning, but nag-iyakan pa rin kami this morning (we had a little cry-fest this morning) before i left. then my dad came out and asked what happened and my mom told him and he just laughed and joined our hug. so we had a 2-second long 3-person group hug. that doesn't happen in my household. *sigh* oh family, i love them.
quotable quotes
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"To try is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the
greatest hazard of life is to risk nothing. The person who risks
nothing does nothing, has nothing, is nothing. He may avoid
suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn, feel, change,
grow, live, and love."
~unknown
"It has been my experience that folks who have no vices have very few virtues."
~ Abraham Lincoln
"live a life that others will remember years from now, NOT because it pointed to you but because of how it pointed to the One who made you."
~ Mark Hart, the Bible Geek
"we grow up learning to become self-reliant, but really we need to be God-reliant"
"we could learn a lot from crayons: some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, some have weird names, and all are different colors....but they all exist very nicely in the same box"
"never wound hearts that love u, never give them the endless pain, because wounded hearts are like roses that never bloom"
"there comes a time when we have to stop loving someone not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that they'd be happier if we'd let go"
