----Ecclesiastes 3:1
.:.reprimand.:.
November 17, 2006Yesterday, i was praying for God's revelation as I was praying in my office, in between tasks. I then picked up my Bible, which I have been guilty of not reading daily anymore. As I prayed for God's leading concerning what to read, He gave me this:
Proverbs 19:13
a foolish son is his father's ruin, and a quarrelsome wife is like a constant dripping.
I have to admit that verse really hit home. Gee, if my husband gets to read this, I'm sure he'll be very grateful to God for giving me a timely correction. I have been such a nag as of late, despite his continued efforts to please me. Hubby if you're reading this, I'm sorry. I just wish I took from my father his temper. My father is blessed with the unwavering capacity to be diplomatic and level headed despite abominable circumstances. Since I took from my mom instead, I will include it in my prayer list that the manifestation of the fruits of the Holy spirit be made full in me, in His time.
.:.freaked out.:.
November 15, 2006i normally arrive in the office at 1:30ish in the morning. but normally, i'd get trinitiy (my pearly white laptop, name derived from the movie matrix since the brand name is neo) and check out my yahoo mail, friendster and bloghop. but earlier when i got to the office, i found one agent sleeping in my office (i work for a start up call center and in the absence of nap rooms, we offered our offices to the agents to sleep on so there'd be separate sleep rooms for the gents and the ladies), i checked out bryan's room and saw two gay agents sleeping on the floor. since bryan's room is a bit bigger than mine, and his seat was unoccupied (while mine was, since the agent decided to sleep sitting on my huge comfy chair, like bryan's, mark's and kata's), i took a seat and turned around quite a few times to find out how i'd be more comfortable. finally, after a few minutes, sleep conquered me.
about half an hour later, i was awakened by the 2 employees who already went out of the room and greeted me good morning in between yawning and rubbing their eyes. i merely managed to nod and went back to sleep. later on i felt like falling. then i felt someone trying to move the chair sideways. i was trying to jerk myself, i wanted to rebuke the evil spirit but somehow i couldnt even manage to open my mouth. this happened 4 times i think. i would be able to manage to lift my head and look around and find that no ones there, but i'd feel a very very sleepy and i'd find myself going back to sleep. you know that kind of feeling when you know your mind is awake? well that's how i feel. then i felt the spirit turned the chair a hundred eighty degrees and then i saw him taking the form of bryan. i didnt exactly saw his face but i know he was mocking me.
when i finally managed to wake up and move out of the room (im so wrong in not praying or rebuking those spirits), i went to the production floor where i saw one of the agents sitting at the far end of the room. i greeted him good morning and then flopped on one of the stations fronting my office. i was thinking that spot should be okay since the room is more lighted and well there's someone else in the room. but was i so wrong! i felt the same sensation again, like i was falling and my head is getting bigger. my head was rested on my right arm so i was actually facing my left. then on 2 occasions that i opened my eyes i saw a face of a woman. very pale skin and hair reaching down her chest. she was also mocking me with that silly grin on her face. i felt my body stiffened again. i was only awaken when the agents started taking their workstations. I was so freaked out. I felt dizzy and still extremely sleepy. looking back now i want to kick myself for not even praying right after.
Bryan arrived 30 minutes after 3. when he went to my room to say hi i told him about the incident. while i was relaying the incident to him, mark knocked to say hi as well and heard our conversation. he asked me to tell it again. afterwards, bryan suggested we go to his office and pray. on the way i asked him to get his ipod and play praise and worship songs while we are praying. they both prayed, i guess it was about 30 minutes. afterwards, we were discussing it and we realized that there really was a lot of things thats happening lately that's clearly saying that they(evil spirits) were resisting us. Kata's phone was stolen last Monday when there's only 3 of them, there was strife and division among the agents, Kata and Bryan were having conflicts and the sales conversion rate of the team is beyond pathetic.
We meditated on God's goodness and shared stories about how faithful God is. We also told each other the revelations we received from God as of late. Then i figured why the incident happened to me. I was so lax lately when it comes to my spiritual life, i hardly pray or study the word. I was forgetting my first love. I was then reminded of what God told me through my cousin, Kuya Randy. He said:"Do not stay in the same plain of your spiritual life for 2 consecutive days. Always seek, always meditate and ask for a new revelation each day. Coz if u stay in the same plain for even 2 days, the devil can study you and how he can sway you from the truth." It surely is a wake up call.
.:.absolutely flabbergasted.:.
November 4, 2006everyone who found out i just got married was terribly shocked. yes i was going for that reaction, thus the very private affair. i got calls from friends who almost wanted to go out of my mobile phone to pull my hair out for not telling them about it. call from half way around the world rousing me from precious slumber (harbie, its okay. it was nice talking to you again) and tons of emails from lots of friends.
more than those reactions, another thing that made me think twice about telling the about the affair is that we wanted it to be a really intimate gathering. we are planning on getting married again, this time with all the works. but that would have to wait so we can save up enough for it. perhaps 2 or 3 years from now. by that time all those people mentioned on the top paragraph will be invited and of course some blogger friends. =)
on a different note, hubby and i had some issues yesterday. those were the times when we are not seeing eye to eye. i have to admit i don't always fight fair when it comes to arguments. we both ended up exasperated. in line with that incident. i am reminded of a poem, written by one of my fave bloggers - tomatomaria. if there is a poem i wished i could have written, this is it.
For you, on a rainy day
that i will not change 'til you say thus,
that my temperament will remain as sweet and amiable as the
soft pattering of raindrops on your shoulders as we kiss;
that my love will persevere
despite changing seasons, holocausts, wars.
because you are my lover, you may believe
that you will be enough to save me,
you remember the way you have salvaged me from so many fears,
you will believe that your hands will always be capable of
protection,
your mouth, of sound advice.
because you are my lover, you may believe
that i will want for nothing;
that this love that we forsake others for
will be our redemption-
the fine balloon of salvation that will succeed in finally lifting us out
of the direness of memories that used to hold us captive and unquenched.
because you are my lover, you may believe
that this love is enough to erase remnants of unsolved history.
you say it is fairy dust sprinkled all over me
or a cloak that you help me put over my confused head.
i would like you to remember that i am only human.
that because of its quality of impermanence, love will tire of weaving
forevers out of drunken silk.
i guarantee only some things:
that i will indeed change, for i will get caught in the frenzy of moments that may
be both taxing and unsensual, all of which may have the power
to eradicate sweetness.
that i will be, at times, dissatisfied with silence and will summon loneliness at will,
like an old friend that i like to visit.
there will be hours that i will not require your company,
seconds when i will be content with solitary pursuits and might forget
to ask you to come along.
there will be wars that i will have to come out from scathed and defeated.
i will sometimes heed the wailing of my own wants and will not ask
you what you think about them.
and like any human being, i will want for something more than who i have become.
i would thirst for other things than what we now have.
and yes, i was only made from dust,
my strength will sometimes waver, for i have my own recollections, my own versions of past events that chain me.
but inspite of all this, i give you only
a love that is as real as your left hand,
undiluted and without deception.
it is not a by-product of romance in movies or passionate deaths in novels,
i know i am walking through fire with eyes
that are open and never waver.
it has never been the kind of love that sprung from infinite longing,
but it is as constant as the wind that dried your tears
when your sole comfort was loneliness.
this is all i can give you
for this is all i have.
there, of course, is a fervent wish
that things will be different, that we will be undefeated by
cliches and wanderlust;
that we will be happy and content with only this to adorn our existence.
but if time proves us unworthy of this ideal,
i will claim myself happy
because i have stood beside you,
because i have given you
my version of twilight.






