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Saturday, June 18, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Life Begins at 30
"for me, life begins at 30 (talking about extremes here). I know you might react with it.
Yes, I am on my early 30's. I look back on my first 2 years after I turned 30, I am quite amused on what had happened to me in an extreme way. Despite of my fears in heights, cold, to get drowned... God was with me."
Before I reached 30, I remember I had a countdown. Yes, "30 days before I turn 30". I read it again and twas fascinating to look back.
I am an ordinary Fairy. You might think at my age what the heck I am doing with my life. Well, I am not throwing it somewhere. I am at the time of discovering God's goodness and to testify it to you. Despite of my weaknesses, my fears and not knowing of what's ahead, as what I've said, God was with me. And I am just enjoying it.
You might ask, "Do you have plans to get married?" Many people asked me that actually. And my answer is YES. But for now, while my prince charming is not visible yet, I know I need to do something.
So here are some of what I did:
kayaking, Subarctic Trip, ice fishing, dog sledding, Aurora Borealis viewing, Ziplining, Skydiving, Snowboarding, WallClimbing
"I am greatly blessed, highly favored, imperfect but forgiven child of God."
Just a short note: Not all my wishes do come true. But they were things had happened or I received unexpected for my own good. Happy!
Yes, I am on my early 30's. I look back on my first 2 years after I turned 30, I am quite amused on what had happened to me in an extreme way. Despite of my fears in heights, cold, to get drowned... God was with me."
Before I reached 30, I remember I had a countdown. Yes, "30 days before I turn 30". I read it again and twas fascinating to look back.
I am an ordinary Fairy. You might think at my age what the heck I am doing with my life. Well, I am not throwing it somewhere. I am at the time of discovering God's goodness and to testify it to you. Despite of my weaknesses, my fears and not knowing of what's ahead, as what I've said, God was with me. And I am just enjoying it.
You might ask, "Do you have plans to get married?" Many people asked me that actually. And my answer is YES. But for now, while my prince charming is not visible yet, I know I need to do something.
So here are some of what I did:
kayaking, Subarctic Trip, ice fishing, dog sledding, Aurora Borealis viewing, Ziplining, Skydiving, Snowboarding, WallClimbing
"I am greatly blessed, highly favored, imperfect but forgiven child of God."
Just a short note: Not all my wishes do come true. But they were things had happened or I received unexpected for my own good. Happy!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Kaibigang Matalik
ni Feigh Lacbay L
Kelan lang, ang daming laman ng isip ko. Well, sabihin ko nang mula kagabi hanggang ngayon. Aminin ko na durog ang puso ko. Nadurog ito ng ‘di sinasadya nang itinuturing kong kaibigan. Ano ba ang nangyari? Kahit ako parang ‘di ko maintindihan ang sarili ko sa naging reaksyon ko. Pero ‘un nga, durog ang puso ko. Kagabi, humagulhol ako sa paanan ng Diyos. Nagtanong. Sa kalagayan ko ngayon, na durog ang puso. Bigla kong naramdaman na napakasakit pala ng sa aking palagay ako ay nagamit lang. Alam ko ‘di nya sinasadya. Naiintindihan ng isip ko pero hindi ng puso ko. Nasaktan akong masyado, at kahit ngayon parang ang hirap ngumiti sa harap ng tao at magkunwari na ako ay okay lang. ‘Di ko kaya.
Hindi ko malilimutan ang aking dasal kagabi, sabihin ko na kaninang madaling araw. Nagtanong sa Diyos. Bakit sa ilang taon ko na dito sa ibang bansa, tulad ng pagbabayad ko sa renta ng aking matutuluyan, pakiramdam ko nakikirenta rin ako ng kaibigan, ng makakasama o ng makakausap. Biglang dumapo ang matinding sakit sa aking puso. Bakit? Wala akong masasabing aking sariling kaibigan. Na kung gusto ko bumulabog sa buhay nila, okay lang dahil tunay ko silang kaibigan. Naiba ba ang paningin ko sa ganitong relasyon? O, dahil iba talaga dito at walang dapat ikumpara. Ayaw kong isipin ang alin man sa dalawa.
Kagabi, habang lumabas na ang uhog ko ng walang tigil, ng humiga na ako sa carpet na sahig ng aking kwarto, ibinigay ko na sa Diyos ang aking puso. “Wala na,” sabi ko. “Durog na at kailangan ko ng Diyos para bumuo nito.” Kahit ang hangarin ko na umibig sa lalaki. Ang manalangin ng spesipikong tungkol dito ay nabanggit ko rin. Inisip ko lang ang nagdaan. Kung.... well... isang beses ko lang naman sinabi sa lalaki na gusto ko sya, sa internet pa. Pero walang nangyari. Kahit ang hangarin kong iask ang lalaki sa church para mag cafe sa labas. Kahit yon nawala rin. O ang sumali sa small group at doon ay may nakita na parang siya ang kalooban ng Diyos sa akin. Pero ng lumaon ni ang sarili kong schedule ay di na nagwork out pa sa nasabing activitiy. Dasal ko, o sabihin ko na: “Kalooban mo ba na maging single ako? E di bigyan mo ako ng pusong masaya sa pagiging ganito. Pero hindi. Kabaligtaran lahat ang tunay kong nararamdaman. Nagtatalo ang isip at puso ko. Alam ko na ito ang tawag Mo sa akin. Pero hindi ganoon kadaling gawin. Sa isip ko may mali. Kasi, kung ginagawa ko ang kalooban mo, may saya sa puso ko kahit mahirap.”
Well, nagulat lang ako sa napag isip isip ko kaninang madaling araw. Naalala ko ang relasyon kong personal sa Diyos. Siya nga pala ang tunay at matalik kong kaibigan. Ang nag iisang ‘di tatalikod sa akin kahit super dami Nyang kaibigan. Top priority Nya ako. Nahiya akong bigla, kasi feeling ko nagamit ko rin Sya. Kung ako super nadurog ang puso ko, paano kaya Sya. Sya na super loyal sa akin.
Alam ko, madami akong makikilang tao at magiging kaibigan sa mundong ito. Pero isa sa natutuhan ko ay ang ‘wag kalimutan ang aking pinakamatalik na kaibigan at iyon ay ang Diyos na nagbigay ng nag iisang anak Nya para tumubos sa aking mga kasalanan. Si Cristo na ipinanganak sa mundong ito, ipinako sa krus, namatay at inilibing at pagkalipas ng tatlong araw ay nabuhay muli. Tanging Siya ang dapat kong unahin higit sa lahat dahil iyon ang deserving na affection na dapat Nyang matanggap.
At isa sa mga ipapaalala ko sa aking sarili, na hindi lang Sya isang tunay na kaibigan, Sya ay aking tagapagligtas at nangako ng buhay na walang hanggan.
Meron pa ba akong dapat damdamin???
Kelan lang, ang daming laman ng isip ko. Well, sabihin ko nang mula kagabi hanggang ngayon. Aminin ko na durog ang puso ko. Nadurog ito ng ‘di sinasadya nang itinuturing kong kaibigan. Ano ba ang nangyari? Kahit ako parang ‘di ko maintindihan ang sarili ko sa naging reaksyon ko. Pero ‘un nga, durog ang puso ko. Kagabi, humagulhol ako sa paanan ng Diyos. Nagtanong. Sa kalagayan ko ngayon, na durog ang puso. Bigla kong naramdaman na napakasakit pala ng sa aking palagay ako ay nagamit lang. Alam ko ‘di nya sinasadya. Naiintindihan ng isip ko pero hindi ng puso ko. Nasaktan akong masyado, at kahit ngayon parang ang hirap ngumiti sa harap ng tao at magkunwari na ako ay okay lang. ‘Di ko kaya.
Hindi ko malilimutan ang aking dasal kagabi, sabihin ko na kaninang madaling araw. Nagtanong sa Diyos. Bakit sa ilang taon ko na dito sa ibang bansa, tulad ng pagbabayad ko sa renta ng aking matutuluyan, pakiramdam ko nakikirenta rin ako ng kaibigan, ng makakasama o ng makakausap. Biglang dumapo ang matinding sakit sa aking puso. Bakit? Wala akong masasabing aking sariling kaibigan. Na kung gusto ko bumulabog sa buhay nila, okay lang dahil tunay ko silang kaibigan. Naiba ba ang paningin ko sa ganitong relasyon? O, dahil iba talaga dito at walang dapat ikumpara. Ayaw kong isipin ang alin man sa dalawa.
Kagabi, habang lumabas na ang uhog ko ng walang tigil, ng humiga na ako sa carpet na sahig ng aking kwarto, ibinigay ko na sa Diyos ang aking puso. “Wala na,” sabi ko. “Durog na at kailangan ko ng Diyos para bumuo nito.” Kahit ang hangarin ko na umibig sa lalaki. Ang manalangin ng spesipikong tungkol dito ay nabanggit ko rin. Inisip ko lang ang nagdaan. Kung.... well... isang beses ko lang naman sinabi sa lalaki na gusto ko sya, sa internet pa. Pero walang nangyari. Kahit ang hangarin kong iask ang lalaki sa church para mag cafe sa labas. Kahit yon nawala rin. O ang sumali sa small group at doon ay may nakita na parang siya ang kalooban ng Diyos sa akin. Pero ng lumaon ni ang sarili kong schedule ay di na nagwork out pa sa nasabing activitiy. Dasal ko, o sabihin ko na: “Kalooban mo ba na maging single ako? E di bigyan mo ako ng pusong masaya sa pagiging ganito. Pero hindi. Kabaligtaran lahat ang tunay kong nararamdaman. Nagtatalo ang isip at puso ko. Alam ko na ito ang tawag Mo sa akin. Pero hindi ganoon kadaling gawin. Sa isip ko may mali. Kasi, kung ginagawa ko ang kalooban mo, may saya sa puso ko kahit mahirap.”
Well, nagulat lang ako sa napag isip isip ko kaninang madaling araw. Naalala ko ang relasyon kong personal sa Diyos. Siya nga pala ang tunay at matalik kong kaibigan. Ang nag iisang ‘di tatalikod sa akin kahit super dami Nyang kaibigan. Top priority Nya ako. Nahiya akong bigla, kasi feeling ko nagamit ko rin Sya. Kung ako super nadurog ang puso ko, paano kaya Sya. Sya na super loyal sa akin.
Alam ko, madami akong makikilang tao at magiging kaibigan sa mundong ito. Pero isa sa natutuhan ko ay ang ‘wag kalimutan ang aking pinakamatalik na kaibigan at iyon ay ang Diyos na nagbigay ng nag iisang anak Nya para tumubos sa aking mga kasalanan. Si Cristo na ipinanganak sa mundong ito, ipinako sa krus, namatay at inilibing at pagkalipas ng tatlong araw ay nabuhay muli. Tanging Siya ang dapat kong unahin higit sa lahat dahil iyon ang deserving na affection na dapat Nyang matanggap.
At isa sa mga ipapaalala ko sa aking sarili, na hindi lang Sya isang tunay na kaibigan, Sya ay aking tagapagligtas at nangako ng buhay na walang hanggan.
Meron pa ba akong dapat damdamin???
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
On the Way to Subarctic
Two months ago, I felt detached from my dailyness. I had a feeling that I need to go somewhere...that I need to do something. Where, when and how were in my thoughts. I prayed about it. One day, during my reflection time on our workshop held in Surrey, it got clearer. Well, that I need to do something besides on what I am currently doing.
I was thinking where I would like to go or where God would like me to go. My days went on thinking and praying. I went in the library where there was an access of internet on that time. From there, dates, places and how to get there were clearer. But so much questions and battling against with the ideas.
A month notice? I need to book my holiday 2 months before!
Up North? Hey, It's winter. It's -40deg Celsius there!Common, I would like to have life!
By plane? Oh my goodness, way too expensive!
How about by bus? Oh dear, so my break is more about journey on the road then!
On that same day, I asked my supervisor about my upcoming holiday. And she approved it. "Oh dear, it will happen." The next day, I went to Greyhound station and purchased the ticket. I got discount, the price of 15-day discovery pass was the same as 7-day pass. "Oh no, it's really happening."
Accomodation? That's a different story.
I usually travel with either free accomodation or stays in a cheap youth hostel. So for me, my thought was, "Well, God put this desire in my heart so I won't worry about it." Thruth: I wasn't but my emergency contact person was.
To be honest, the original plan was to stay at Hay River and not in Yellowknife.
But my personal interest was so visible and I decided to stay in Yellowknife. So, the night before my departure, I booked a cabin in Yellowknife, Northwest Territories.
My journey: from Jasper, I met a nice man who have a heart for Filipinos. When we got to Edmonton, he gave me a ride to the resthouse where I planned to stay for a night before heading off to NorthWest. Mr. Jerry showed the nearest Mennonite Church. So, the next day, I went at the church and asked for their prayers as I would travel alone all the way up to Yellowknife. I shared my journey and at the end of the service, I've got invitation for lunch. Two invitations... I felt like home. I was welcomed very well in Edmonton.
My journey continued. I arrived at Hay River after 15 hours on the bus. I took a van to Yellowknife. I was the only passenger from Hay River to Fort Providence. I felt that I was a refugee, going to a place of the unknown. We crossed the frozen lake in the evening, it was dark and cold...So much in my thoughts on that time. Grateful on what had happened in Edmonton but prayed for the next adventure. For 7 hours in the van, I got time to reflect on what had happened to me on this year 2010. "What an extreme year for me."
Finally, I arrived at Yellowknife and been picked up by the owner of the cabin.
Here are some of the pictures:
The weather: It was -23deg Celsius. As what my guide said,"It's a bit warmer today!"
It was supposed to be cloudy. But on that night, the wind blew those clouds away for us to see the Northern Lights.
Do you think my adventures ended here? No, no, no!
After 2 days at Yellowknife, I decided to go back to Vancouver. I was dropped off at Enterprise,NT to catch the Greyhound Bus to Edmonton. The bus was on time. We had stop over at High Level, Alberta. From there, we heard that the road was closed between High Level and Manning. Not of the weather but because the propane truck was exploded. But still, the driver decided to go on. In the middle of nowhere, we needed to stop along with those big trucks and waited for notice from the municipality if the road will be open or not. After eight hours, the driver phoned the main station what to do. It seemed the road will not be opened for 4 more hours. "Oh what an adventure."
The driver talked to all of us (passengers) that we will be dropped off to where we've picked up. "No way, I came all the way from Yellowknife and I don't know anyone here," I said to the driver. The driver phoned the main station and asked what to do. On that time, I was thinking 'Is it like Jonah's story? Lord, do you want me to go back to Hay River? the original plan?' The truth: Yes, it was like Jonah's story. The difference, all passengers except me, decided to stay at High Level. It was only me who decided to go back up to Hay River. I was meant to get there and stayed even for a night. I had a good rest in the motel. In the morning, I met a Filipino in the motel's dining area, Ate Norma. We had a good chat while I was eating my breakfast. She shared a bit of her life. I'll never forget the first few sentences she said, "If you need a place to stay, you don't need to pay for the motel. Lots of Filipinos here who will open their homes for you."
Realizations: God's promises never fail. He's provision and protection is always there if I will ask. He will let me to do things that I want but He will make a way for me as well to do what He wants me to do.
I was thinking where I would like to go or where God would like me to go. My days went on thinking and praying. I went in the library where there was an access of internet on that time. From there, dates, places and how to get there were clearer. But so much questions and battling against with the ideas.
A month notice? I need to book my holiday 2 months before!
Up North? Hey, It's winter. It's -40deg Celsius there!Common, I would like to have life!
By plane? Oh my goodness, way too expensive!
How about by bus? Oh dear, so my break is more about journey on the road then!
On that same day, I asked my supervisor about my upcoming holiday. And she approved it. "Oh dear, it will happen." The next day, I went to Greyhound station and purchased the ticket. I got discount, the price of 15-day discovery pass was the same as 7-day pass. "Oh no, it's really happening."
Accomodation? That's a different story.
I usually travel with either free accomodation or stays in a cheap youth hostel. So for me, my thought was, "Well, God put this desire in my heart so I won't worry about it." Thruth: I wasn't but my emergency contact person was.
To be honest, the original plan was to stay at Hay River and not in Yellowknife.
But my personal interest was so visible and I decided to stay in Yellowknife. So, the night before my departure, I booked a cabin in Yellowknife, Northwest Territories.
My journey: from Jasper, I met a nice man who have a heart for Filipinos. When we got to Edmonton, he gave me a ride to the resthouse where I planned to stay for a night before heading off to NorthWest. Mr. Jerry showed the nearest Mennonite Church. So, the next day, I went at the church and asked for their prayers as I would travel alone all the way up to Yellowknife. I shared my journey and at the end of the service, I've got invitation for lunch. Two invitations... I felt like home. I was welcomed very well in Edmonton.
My journey continued. I arrived at Hay River after 15 hours on the bus. I took a van to Yellowknife. I was the only passenger from Hay River to Fort Providence. I felt that I was a refugee, going to a place of the unknown. We crossed the frozen lake in the evening, it was dark and cold...So much in my thoughts on that time. Grateful on what had happened in Edmonton but prayed for the next adventure. For 7 hours in the van, I got time to reflect on what had happened to me on this year 2010. "What an extreme year for me."
Finally, I arrived at Yellowknife and been picked up by the owner of the cabin.
Here are some of the pictures:
The weather: It was -23deg Celsius. As what my guide said,"It's a bit warmer today!"
It was supposed to be cloudy. But on that night, the wind blew those clouds away for us to see the Northern Lights.
Do you think my adventures ended here? No, no, no!
After 2 days at Yellowknife, I decided to go back to Vancouver. I was dropped off at Enterprise,NT to catch the Greyhound Bus to Edmonton. The bus was on time. We had stop over at High Level, Alberta. From there, we heard that the road was closed between High Level and Manning. Not of the weather but because the propane truck was exploded. But still, the driver decided to go on. In the middle of nowhere, we needed to stop along with those big trucks and waited for notice from the municipality if the road will be open or not. After eight hours, the driver phoned the main station what to do. It seemed the road will not be opened for 4 more hours. "Oh what an adventure."
The driver talked to all of us (passengers) that we will be dropped off to where we've picked up. "No way, I came all the way from Yellowknife and I don't know anyone here," I said to the driver. The driver phoned the main station and asked what to do. On that time, I was thinking 'Is it like Jonah's story? Lord, do you want me to go back to Hay River? the original plan?' The truth: Yes, it was like Jonah's story. The difference, all passengers except me, decided to stay at High Level. It was only me who decided to go back up to Hay River. I was meant to get there and stayed even for a night. I had a good rest in the motel. In the morning, I met a Filipino in the motel's dining area, Ate Norma. We had a good chat while I was eating my breakfast. She shared a bit of her life. I'll never forget the first few sentences she said, "If you need a place to stay, you don't need to pay for the motel. Lots of Filipinos here who will open their homes for you."
Realizations: God's promises never fail. He's provision and protection is always there if I will ask. He will let me to do things that I want but He will make a way for me as well to do what He wants me to do.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Sakim's story
I always walk on Sussex Street, either heading on Metrotown, Downtown or going to my friends' place.
One day, while I was walking, I smiled to a slim young lady who did gardening in her yard along Sussex Street. I was a bit envy but amazed on how she does a good job in her garden, She smiled me back and got to know her name. At first, I thought she was a Filipino, same height as me, same color of skin... but no... she's Cambodian. She's here with her employer from Malaysia. Her name is "Sakim". From then on, most of the time I walked up, I saw her. We chatted a bit and saying "Good day!" with each other.
Today, I was walking with my housemate to mail her 2 postcards. I saw Sakim again, we smiled, chatted a little bit and I intoduced her to my housemate and we parted. After we've done mailing, we saw her again. She was so happy when she saw us. The happiness of having someone that she can talk to. My housemate invited her to come over for dinner, well actually on her birthday celebration 2 months from now. My housemate, who just knew Sakim for a little while, was so ready to welcome her in our house. She was so welcoming person. That's what I liked on her. From that little invitation, Sakim started to open up her situation. I was shocked on her story. I never thought that it is existing here in Canada. She earns less than $US200 a month, 5 hours of sleep a day for 7 days a week. She is not happy and really wants to go back to Malaysia. Her situation is really stressing her but the only reason for her to stay is her family. I don't know what to say to her... I gave her a hug and assuring that God will not leave her. "Is it enough? A hug? word of encouragement,..."I thought to myself.
My heart is really broken from her story. One of the million stories, real stories in the world. Can I do something to change the rest of it? For sure, not for the million stories in this world, but maybe even for Sakim. But how?
The filipino word "sakim" means greedy. But knowing my friend, Sakim... it's the opposite of that word. She is giving her life to give life to her 8 siblings back in Cambodia.
How much more of God's love for me.He sent his son, Jesus Christ for me to have an eternal life.Next time, I will share this to her. I know what Sakim needs is peace. Peace that I cannot give, it's the peace that God can only give. I don't want to be "sakim" (greedy) on my faith. But I hope, she will take it.
One day, while I was walking, I smiled to a slim young lady who did gardening in her yard along Sussex Street. I was a bit envy but amazed on how she does a good job in her garden, She smiled me back and got to know her name. At first, I thought she was a Filipino, same height as me, same color of skin... but no... she's Cambodian. She's here with her employer from Malaysia. Her name is "Sakim". From then on, most of the time I walked up, I saw her. We chatted a bit and saying "Good day!" with each other.
Today, I was walking with my housemate to mail her 2 postcards. I saw Sakim again, we smiled, chatted a little bit and I intoduced her to my housemate and we parted. After we've done mailing, we saw her again. She was so happy when she saw us. The happiness of having someone that she can talk to. My housemate invited her to come over for dinner, well actually on her birthday celebration 2 months from now. My housemate, who just knew Sakim for a little while, was so ready to welcome her in our house. She was so welcoming person. That's what I liked on her. From that little invitation, Sakim started to open up her situation. I was shocked on her story. I never thought that it is existing here in Canada. She earns less than $US200 a month, 5 hours of sleep a day for 7 days a week. She is not happy and really wants to go back to Malaysia. Her situation is really stressing her but the only reason for her to stay is her family. I don't know what to say to her... I gave her a hug and assuring that God will not leave her. "Is it enough? A hug? word of encouragement,..."I thought to myself.
My heart is really broken from her story. One of the million stories, real stories in the world. Can I do something to change the rest of it? For sure, not for the million stories in this world, but maybe even for Sakim. But how?
The filipino word "sakim" means greedy. But knowing my friend, Sakim... it's the opposite of that word. She is giving her life to give life to her 8 siblings back in Cambodia.
How much more of God's love for me.He sent his son, Jesus Christ for me to have an eternal life.Next time, I will share this to her. I know what Sakim needs is peace. Peace that I cannot give, it's the peace that God can only give. I don't want to be "sakim" (greedy) on my faith. But I hope, she will take it.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
scared but dared with faith
I have fear of heights. Never ridden in roller coaster nor done bungee jumping. With fear with myself but with faith in God, I dared myself to conquer my fear. I did ziplines and skydiving this year of 2010.
Camp Sabros zipline, Digos City Philippines
Xcelerator zipline, Davao City Philippines
skydiving, BC Canada
Camp Sabros zipline, Digos City Philippines
Xcelerator zipline, Davao City Philippinesskydiving, BC Canada
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Saturday, I woke up a bit early though I slept late last night. It was sunny day. I don't want to waste the "once in a blue moon" weather in Vancouver on Winter time. I had my breakfast and went off. I took a day pass for my bus and train, so I saved quite a bit. "I know that I will be in different places , day pass is the best option," I thought. Actually, ang kinuha kong ticket ay yung pang estudyante kaya naka-save ako ng 2 dolyares. I went in Londsdale Quay. Kuripot talaga ako kaya ang lunch ko...pizza and a ginger ale. so, pagkabili ko dali dali ako malapit sa fountain kung saan mas mararamdaman ng aking skin ang sunshine. when i was about to sit down, ay naku kay bilis ng mga ibon... my pizza was stolen by those birds... oh dear... my pizza was been a feast of those birds that afternoon. so in the end, I bought another pizza that cost $1.50 more. I just remember what I did in my bus ticket.... Kay bilis talaga ng masamang effect ng isang maling action. Hindi ko na uulitin.
Patawad!
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