Clairest Of Them.....All (thoughts of a lighthouse )

I remember my dad with this song...he loves to sing this when he was still alive. My dad is the most romantic man I have ever seen. Even on his death bed, he would write notes to me and my sister saying, "I love you" before his last breath, and he would whisper those same words to my mom. It's hard not to miss him. My mom's stories until this very day cannot be equaled. He was a gentleman, a sentimentalist, a journalist, a brilliant poet, a scriptwriter, a director, a producer, a businessman, a singer, a comic. My best memory of him- He loved only my mom until the very end. To you my daddy, this song I used to laugh at now sounds so meaningful to me. ..My dad has such good taste. I love you daddy! I know you have been enjoying heaven, God and eternity for six years now but your memory is forever etched in my heart.

Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. What does Love mean? A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think: ____ "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8 _____ "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4 (I love this one) _____ "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other" Karl - age 5 _____ "Love is when you go out to eat and give so

I wonder why some people just can't talk and say what they feel..... That's the first sin of Adam, he didn't speak up. It's not that, I think you would know I just don't feel all the things I do for you Baby that's a clue that I am true It's just unspoken but i mean it, yeah But if you look into my eyes You will see what's inside I don't have to say it All the things that you want to hear from me And all the things that you want me to say Baby say it Well if you want to hear me say it That I want you I would say it a hundred times a day 'Til your heart will drown away Just tell me, do I have to It's not that i'm too shy to say About the words that come out my way All the tears that you shed I guess I have to pay for If I can only see All the things that you want to hear from me And all the things that you want me to say Baby say it Well if you want to hear me say it That I want you, I need you, I love you A hundred times a day (I would sa

I'm planning on spending next week to Baguio. It's my rest day and my birthday at the same time. I've tried celebrating my birthday with family only, special friends only, experienced a surprise bday (too many times that I'm not surprised anymore). Next week, I want to get out of the city and enjoy my books in tranquil, pine smelling, fresh air of Baguio. I may tag along some friends but not too many or it'll defeat the purpose of being alone. Just as much as I love being with people, my friends, my agents, supes, I also delight being alone to read my books! Just in case you haven't noticed, I have my multiply running like a well-oiled machine like my blogger account. I have figured out a way to link the two. Blogger which has been loyal to me since 2003 is good for keeping my original posts while multiply is interactive. If I choose not to share something to the world, there goes blogger and if I want to share something then it is with multiply. I am now celebr

Saw this from my youngest bro marco's blog and it moved me. That if I could encourage people with what I have and share what I can give them such as a simple smile, an encouragement- a hug- then this world would be a better place because I have made a difference to them. Funny that we don't know how the simplicity of life and viewing ourselves as a gift to others has been neglected. But ey, as Mike Murdock has been laboring about this on his book called "The Assignment", where he explains that everything God has a created is an answer to something, to someone. You are an answer to someone's needs! You just need to merely recognize your assignment.

“ If anyone sets his heart on being an overseer, he desires a noble task. Now the overseer must be above reproach, the husband of but one wife, temperate, self-controlled, respectable, hospitable, able to teach, not given to drunkenness, not violent but gentle, not quarrelsome, not a lover of money. He must manage his own family well and see that his children obey him with proper respect. (If anyone does not know how to manage his own family, how can he take care of God's church?) He must not be a recent convert, or he may become conceited and fall under the same judgment as the devil. He must also have a good reputation with outsiders, so that he will not fall into disgrace and into the devil's trap. Deacons, likewise, are to be men worthy of respect, sincere, not indulging in much wine, and not pursuing dishonest gain. They must keep hold of the deep truths of the faith with a clear conscience. They must first be tested; and then if there is nothing against them, let them

reposting from 2004..... Lately I am faced with different issues of people almost picking the second best. It's true that the enemy of BEST is GOOD. Too many times we would think that something is good enough for us but God has planned what is best and that is what I want. Far be it from me to neither choose for myself again nor orchestrate events on my own. I want God to pen my love story. "The right person at the wrong time is the wrong person just as much as the wrong person at the right time is the wrong person". Here's a famous letter about waiting............ "Everyone longs to give themselves completely to someone, to have a deep relationship with another, to be loved thoroughly and exclusively. But to His child, the Lord says: "No, not until you are satisfied, fulfilled, and content with being loved by Me; with giving yourself totally and unreservedly to Me to have an intensely personal relationship with Me alone, discovering that only in Me is your

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

My mom was just released from Makati Med after a successful bypass operation. Five vessels were replaced and re-directed to get her heart pumping again. At 63, she is full of spirit, life and energy. A week of sleeping in the hospital couch made me sick that I dreamt of sleeping back at home everyday. I missed eating at the dinner table with my mom and just go home to tell her my story for the day. Now that it’s all over, her heart is as good as new and even better than mine. She would always tease me to get married so that she can follow after me. Although widowed for almost five years, my mom lived her life to the full and still very much in love with my dad. She would tell me that her new heart is a physical operation but during the process the experience in the hospital was God’s act of actually rehabilitating my heart. I must have read three good books, I guess four while in the hospital: 101 on dating; Buyers, Renters and Freeloaders; Assignment; and When God Write Your Lov

I have just finished reading this book called Freeloaders, Renters and Buyers by Willard F. Harley Jr. It is a must read that I have decided my husband to be should have read it and studied it aside from Wild at Heart.My oldest brother was reading it and it was passed on to my next brother so I am quite intrigued by it. Our family aside from being music lovers love to read books. I was able to catch this book lying around the hospital room of my mom and I can't put it down.The book explains the three levels of care where Freeloaders is at the bottom. relationships between freeloaders tend to die quickly becaus e the two people avoid conflict, resist change and often aren't willing to commit care to each other. Renters on th e other hand, are okay for a while becaus e they do whatever they can to make each other happy. But then they run into problems when their short-sighted, self-sacrificing approach to problem solving breeds resentment and abuse. Buyers have relationships