Mommy, Gab & Special Mamon

i WOKE UP- oops! Still on caps lock. He.He. Anyway, I woke up early in the morning reaaally craving that special mamon I bought in the Philippines as a pasalubong. 20 good darn pieces. There was already one out of the box. So I grabbed it. Yum! So fluffy and sweet! Gab didn’t like the filling, which wasn’t really a filling ’cause it was just the cheese on top she didn’t like.

“I don’t like the filling,” she said, scrunching her nose “so I only ate two bites!”

My eyes landed on her on her half-eaten mamon. And by half, I mean there’s only 1/8 left! I was suddenly reminded of something. I found myself looking at mom and I squinted my eyes in suspicion. I touched the cover of the mamon box, subconsciously holding my breath for what I’m about to see. Somehow, deep inside, I knew. This is it. I threw it open and I saw…


Kidding! I was just exaggerating. Out of 20 pieces, I counted fifteen. I ate one, Gab ate one… and 15 pieces left!


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“Ano nak?” mom yelled from the kitchen. When she saw what it was I called her for, her lips curved into a sheepish smile followed by her famous laugh (her very beautiful, full, boisterous laugh)

“How many did you eat?” I demanded

“Binaon ko pa si daddy niyaan!” she said in a defensive way.

I looked at the empty space where there should’ve been five pretty mamon.

“How many did you give to dad?”

… a short pause.


I ended up scolding my mom for eating too much- well, she only ate two which isn’t that much. Excluding the ice cream and pasteillas. -_- Love you Mami ko! We have far too many sweets in the house. Which must explain why my fam so cuddly ❤

Be Slow to Speak

Recently this week, I’ve noticed how careless I’m starting to become with my words. For example, when I get too excited about something I end up babbling and talking a lot, either to myself or to the person I’m with. Though that isn’t too extreme, I’m sad to say, that is not all- here’s where the disaster strikes in. There are times when I get irritated by something or someone and I tend speak out my feelings without thinking- yikes! Disaster. Often times, I catch myself making fun of other people thinking it’s funny and all- most of the time my friends think its funny.

But then I realized, look at what I’m turning into. And somehow, I’m doing all that just to fit in with the majority of people who makes fun of others. It’s tempting because almost all of them do it and you’d start joining in as well just so you don’t become a party pooper. Though I wouldn’t want to blame the people around me to be the cause of the way I speak, I believe it is true that they do have a part in influencing my mindset on my way of speaking.

Talkative People

Most of the people here in the Philippines are very bold and outspoken. Whatever strong opinion or belief it is they have in their mind, they are not afraid to speak it out. They also tend to be very straightforward though they do not intend to be rude. It may be seen as a negative trait, but I’d like to view it as something positive.

Sad to say, I’ve taken the negative side to it and I honestly don’t want to become that way. Sometimes we have this urges to talk back and come up with the greatest comeback to bring the person who shamed us down. I don’t want to talk back to a person who have hurt me. I don’t want to learn how to hurt them back. I want to learn to radiate the love of Jesus.

The good news to this little struggle of mine is the guidance and presence of God who helps me day by day not only through scriptures but also through my mistakes. God told me through a bible verse I read in my daily devotional, Romans 12:2 (NLT) that states,

Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.”

Well isn’t this just perfect timing. And I like how it says that God will transform us because He doesn’t always change the situation we’re in, He would much rather spend His precious time carefully molding His children to be perfect and holy like He is.

But I guess that didn’t really sink in until my dormmates and I started to discuss about the rules we’d have to follow inside our room. One of the girls said that she remembered the time when Shayne and I were studying for our exams, both our roommates noticed that they were quite loud so they decided to leave the room for awhile- once they left the room they heard me shout “Thank goodness!” and got offended by it.

I honestly don’t remember that moment- but that just shows how careless I was. I told them I was sorry and they let it go, but the embarrassment of my action continued to sink in. That was when I realized that I have to learn to keep control of the things I say and learn to listen and understand more instead.

Man, it took that painfully awkward situation just for me to realize that I had to stop talking too much and be careful with the things I say. But it made me glad to know that God would allow that to happen so that I wouldn’t go farther than the mistake I’ve already done. He used my mistake to teach and discipline me.

I read another scripture James 1:19 “Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry,”

That may be a challenge for me. I am one who is not only quick to speak, but one who is also very terrible at listening. I tend to doze off very easily no matter how hard I try and my mind starts thinking instead of listening. I am also known to talk a lot and I’ve always loved talking. And now here is a Bible verse telling me to be “quick to listen” and “slow to speak”. Two things I’m not very fond of doing. How in the world am I going to pull that off?

Naah why even ask that? I know God is faithful and loyal to me despite my problems. He will never give up on me. He will finish what He had started in me (Philippians 1:6) and I will hold on to His promise.

“What Promise of God Do You Hold?” || Weekly Devotion

Aug 19, 2015

Psalm 119:10-11
With all my heart I have sought You; Do not let me wander from Your commandments. Your word I have treasured in my heart, That I may not sin against You.

A friend I met in class, who happened to be a Christian, asked me “So, what promise of God are you holding today?” I wanted so badly to answer a Bible verse or something cool like, “God will never leave me nor forsake me, yeah I hold on to that.” But no, my mind was totally blank. At that very moment, I realized that I’ve been too “busy” trying to keep things in shape that I have forgotten the very One who molded it in the first place. The first few weeks of my arrival to the Philippines, I held unto the promise God will provide. I fully surrendered my situations and circumstances to Him, and everything came into place- SNAP! Just like that.

But now that God has provided for me… more than enough honestly. Its as if my mind had decided that I no longer needed His help nor did I feel that I needed His provisions any more. I thought about other things I found more “important” than God. Like school, grades, making friends, and yes, even church. Thing is, I need Him. You need Him. We all need Him. And we need to stick it up into that silly brain of ours, that we need God more than we need everything else. I need God more than I need the answers to all my never-ending questions. Why? because God is my everything. And Jesus is the answer. I guess I just needed to know that He’ll be there for me no matter what.

And did you know that there’s a promise for that as well? Joshua 1:9. The verse that I have treasured and tattooed in my heart. ❤

Joshua 1:9
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid nor dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.

It reminds me to be strong and courageous. It comforts me because now I have the knowledge that God will be with me wherever I go. It encourages me to live a life with confidence and reassurance. And when God fulfills His promise, I know that the rest of His promises is guaranteed to be fulfilled.

The 7 Benefits of Treasuring God’s Word into Your Heart:

  1. Gives comfort
  2. Gives knowledge
  3. Encourages
  4. Brings confidence
  5. Reassures
  6. Keeps you from sinning
  7. Gives you the courage to live life the way You were made to live it.

The amazing thing about God’s promises is that you can put your trust to it and surrender to it fully, knowing that He will keep His word. He will never ever change for He is perfect and divine, and what more His Holy word? What’s even more reassuring is His unfailing, never-ending, and ever-flowing love for us. With that much love, I’m 100% sure that God will keep His promises! So why doubt? 

God bless you, my lovelies! Find out more about God and His promises in HIs Holy word and meditate on them every day to give you a fresh start with His promise in your heart. ❤

Lots of love,

When Things Go Out of Control… God Will Make a Way || College, Life, & Change

College has honestly been stressful. Never have I studied this much in my life! Quizzes and home works here and there, and the last thing you’d want to happen is to get sick. Well guess what? I got sick… (-_-;) and that was a day before my midterm exam started. Perfect timing. Please take note of my sarcasm. Staying in a dorm apart from your family and having to decide, “Am I sick enough to go home and rest OR should I stay in and study?”, is a decision I struggled to make. I’ve never missed an exam when I was in high school nor did I ever experience getting sick in the Philippines away from my mom and dad. So this pretty panicked me a little. I called my relatives and they informed my parents and man, was my mom worried sick. So I went to the school clinic to get a check up- mom’s command. Based on the check-up, I didn’t have a fever, my temperature’s fine, I’m pretty much healthy. But I felt horrible. I probably lacked a lot of sleep/rest.

My family demanded me to go back home to rest. I contemplated on it and made the choice to go home. My head hurt too bad to study and I probably will get a fever if I didn’t get enough rest. When I got home I slept ALL DAY and boy, did it feel good to sleep. The next day, my lola (grandmother) and I went to the hospital to get another check-up (by the demands of my other worried-sick relatives) to figure out what meds I need to take and to ask for the opinion of the doctor, and for a medical certificate that I would need as proof for a reasonable excuse for being absent. My tita (aunt) told me that in their last visit, the doctor was a really grouchy man or how Filipinos would call it, mataray.

Will he even give me a medical certificate? I’m not even sick enough to get one. I thought to myself, worried.

My lola told me not to worry, she said she had already prayed for the doctor. When we entered the room, we weren’t met by a smile. As expected. But after a few minutes of talking, he suddenly smiled and even laughed! He started joking and we talked as if we were close friends. What a joy! hahaha

Me and my lola rode a tricycle back home and talked about how joyful the doctor actually was. The tricycle driver, who has known the doctor for a long time (through other patients), said that Doc was usually a grumpy man. Well,, God has His ways. I smiled and thought about at how awesome God is on the ride home.

Once I got everything checked, I have my meds, I have my medical certificate, I’m feeling good. Now, I should probably start studying for the exams that I’ve missed. But I guess, it wouldn’t hurt to eat a little… ooh they’re watching Annie 2014! Maybe I’ll watch for a few minutes.

~After an hour~

Ugh, my head hurt. I’ll sleep now.

Yup! you guessed it. Not one little bit of productivity. The next day, I went back to the dorm and made my way to school to get my readmission slip so I could take my special exams for free. Without the medical certificate- you’d have to pay to take the exams- and I missed 8 out of 11. Guess what? I left the medical certificate all the way back home in Magallanes, and my dorm is located in Manila, which is 2 hours away from each other- disregarding the traffic. Lord, what do I do? Let Your will be done, its out of my control now. I didn’t know what to do anymore. I started to sing “God Will Make a Way” out loud. I didn’t care what my dorm mates might think, I just needed to calm myself down and trust in God that He will make a way. Surprisingly, I wasn’t fazed by the situation. I knew deep inside of me, beyond my easily panicked heart, that God will make a way- it may not be easy- but I know God will bring me where He wills. And just so you know, God’s will is perfect and His plans are made to give me a hope and a future and not to harm me. Jeremiah 11:29 wooooh! haha

I texted my mom and she told me to go to Ma’am Odessa’s office. In case you guys haven’t read my older post, Ma’am Odessa is the woman we met in a local bus on our way to school from my hometown, Laguna. This is a big deal because mom and dad will go back to live in Dubai, and I’d have to be able to go to school alone- which isn’t exactly safe especially when your home is 2 hours away, and me being a dependent kid with no knowledge of the area doesn’t help one bit. Plus, Philippines isn’t exactly the safest place in the world. Anyway, surprisingly, Ma’am Odessa has been working in CEU (the university I’m currently studying in) for 25+ years! And now she’s became a close friend of ours and I am very thankful to God for bringing her and her family into our lives. What’s even more cool and lupet is that they’re a Christian family as well! Haha isn’t God so awesome!? So she’s the one who helped my get my readmission slip and medical certificate from the school. Everything went so smoothly that I forgot why I was worried in the first place.

I was able to take my exams. I struggled a little ’cause I barely studied- but I did try my best, and by the grace of God I got good grades 🙂

It may seem like a little problem, and it is… to God. But can you imagine? a big, extraordinary God will find the time to fix such a small problem for a sinful person like me?

Another hurdle I had to jump through is my anger and irritation to my theology teacher. I’m usually a nice and understanding person and I’m embarrassed to say this but, my blood coils at the sight of her. It makes me feel… un-Christian, if that makes sense. So yeah, I asked her if I could take the exam… she told me that I could after her class. The only problem is that I have a Math class after hers and I have to take an exam there as well.

“That’s your problem, not mine… you either take the exam or you don’t.” was her nerve-gutting reply. I resisted the urge to glare. And my oh my, I forgot to mention, she gave a project-quiz on the day of the exam- which I wasn’t informed of because I was sick. I asked her if I could take have a chance to do the assignment- she told me, It’s your responsibility for not being informed and asking your classmates. You have to accept the consequences.

Ugh, who announces an assignment on exam days? ヽ(o`皿′o)ノ << angry emoticon. And btw, I did inform one of my classmates that I was sick but I wasn’t informed of any homework! I really wanted to rip my hair off from the frustration I felt. She wouldn’t give me a chance to explain nor did she give me a chance to do that one assignment which was both a project and a quiz, which meant I could lose a lot of grades if I don’t pass it. Well how could I? She won’t give me a chance. What annoyed me more is that she kept of telling the whole class that, It’s a very simple assignment- sad to say, some of you are lazy and not responsible enough to do it. (;一_一)

That was it. I let my anger sink in and I couldn’t help but despise her with all my heart. My consciousness of this ugly feeling brought up another ugly feeling… guilt and shame. I cannot believe I got easily affected by this person. Yeah, I’m not doing anything bad to her- but I forgot to mention the part where I imagined grabbing her hair and screaming at her face. Yeap… I completely forgot of God’s love in a snap. I angrily stomped back to my dorm with a failing grade and an angry heart. I called my dad and told him the whole story, and praise the Lord for a wonderful, patient, understanding, and ever-loving daddy! He spoke kindly, gently rebuking my anger but with love and compassion. Which reminded me of how sad God must have felt when I cursed my teacher in my head. I asked my friends (the youth in our church back in Dubai) to pray for my anger and irritation, and that God would give me a loving and forgiving heart. Amazingly, just a few minutes to talking with my dad and my friends, my anger turned into love and joy! I was so amazed at how quickly God had answered our prayers!

In the midst of all our problems, we have to learn to love others just as God loves us. We should love even those we hate and despise… If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners love those who love them. And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that. Luke 6:32-33 

It’s not easy to love those you despise, I’ve just realized ahaha! But once you have experienced and felt how much God, Our Father loves you. It wouldn’t be hard to radiate that love to others.

I’ll end with the well-known, but easily forgotten Bible verse,

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Praise God for everything! He really is alive and working in our lives today, you just have a stop and listen for His still, small voice. He’s there. Just be still and know that He is Lord. God bless you, my lovelies!