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just wanna share this inspiring song..

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.

Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.

Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.

Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am yours.* *Chorus)

Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am yours.
I am yours.

"take care everyone..."



"In the eyes of a child, there is joy there is laughter..
there is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future.
For the lessons of life, there is no better teacher..
than the look in the eyes of a child."
--from the song "The eyes of a Child".

There is just one very important thing that I so love about them. And that they can never fake what happiness is. :)


promissory note

Dear Ms. Eve,

I am sorry for the poor performance that I did yesterday during our class activity. I just went through one painful experience in my life that brought me such trauma. I hope you'd understand. I will try to do better next time.

Yours sincerely, Liz

Summer 2007 when I handled a bridge program in another city (some miles away from where I live) for the incoming college students. Days following our class activities, a young lady handed me a small piece of paper before that one session ended. The next morning, while everybody was out for a ten minutes break, I called her attention. She sat next to my table. I smiled at her and asked, "How are you?". Tears started to well up her eyes that got me speechless. She then started telling me about losing her boyfriend in an accident. I looked at her intently while trying to grasp some piece of advice like saying " you're still young and you still have your dreams waiting for you..just don't lose hope." In my mind, i know that what I was telling her had nothing to do with her youth. BUT it was the pain that she actually felt at that moment. I came to realize that I might also have given her my lousy or poor advice. However then about two days past her sharing, I was surprised to see her already full of eagerness as she stood performing for our class activity. And when summer class ended, saw her mingling with her new friends already laughing and giggling with them.

A thought came to me, "t's not the comforting words that she solicited from people around her, i know, BUT it's by just being there. And that a good relief doesn't have to be exactly words of wisdom from anybody in this planet....sometimes, people just need someone to listen."



"If a picture paints a thousand words then why can't I paint?LOL!

I remember the first painting of myself when I was 18. My friends stole from me my high school graduation pic. And as a surprised gift for my 18th b-day, they handed me a wonderful painting of me. And though I know they hadn't visualized themselves to be really painters, they gave their best to make each angle almost perfect for me as a gift with their signatures on it. How thoughtful are they and I miss them!The second painting I got was from Mari last year. Thanks Mari!My hat's off to your talent! Here it is...
This third one is done for me by the great grandson of Michael Angelo..hehe!Just kidding!Got this from photofunia.com ( you may try too!). This one is actually artificial. However, i had fun 'coz I tried to imagine that I could break the record of Mona lisa's smile:D
Well, so much for being narcissistic..haha! I just dropped by to say, " have a wonderful time everyone and God bless!


trying photography..

even the buds have significance ..
especially when in bloom..

the flowers are of same variety ..they only differ in colors. sorry don't know its name.. haven't bother to ask my mother yet. also been counting the days since i haven't been feeling well, perhaps it's the scorching heat of the sun during daytime..already unbearable :O

have a blooming year ahead everyone..tc.


They're 41 years..

As I sat here in my little room where I just had my curtains changed:D, thought of all the things I went through in 2008 and of the things I will still have to get by for 2009. And it made me smile to have realized that God's responses into my life are still wiser than my own prayers.

Today, we just celebrate my parents' 41st wedding anniversary. Looking back to all the things that they two went through, the fighting and the making amend they have had as part of every married life..I don't kn0w how to thank my parents still for keeping a family intact. And though sometimes, it's getting really harder to understand their moods now at their age, I still couldn't help but think and wish if somewhere in the future when God permits and I will reach the same age, I will have someone who'll understand me and be patient for me in my old age too. Well, how early must I have thought of these things though..but whether we like it or not,we'll get there.:P

I continue to pray for good health and happiness for my parents. I think most of our prayers already go to them that we almost forgot to have one for our own. But they're my life. Our relationship as parents-children may not be perfect as it is. But still at the end the day, we are able to sleep well and say "thank you God..we still have each other."

I can only wish I can make a tribute for them, but my brain is too little if i will have to compare it to what my heart feels. I just wanna say "thank you mama and papa for keeping us your children going..for keeping one's ordinary journey going."