About Love

This was the first bulletin post in friendster I’ve opened after I came from a briefing.  I read it thrice so it would really sink in… and I found myself having those lil tears at the two sides of my eyes… I was touched… and somehow healed by this…

Ms. Mitze, you did it again… thought I was in your Religion class again …

Finding the right person is very hard and very wrong. It is best to be the right person for the one you love and start from there.You’ll always end up disappointed when you set standards and define a "right person" for  you…and don’t rush things coz somewhere somehow God is preparing somebody for you."

Don’t be in a hurry to get into a relationship because you can never find love if you insist that you are already into it. Try to find time to really understand your real feelings, to know who you really are, and what you really want in a relationship.

You’re right, there’s no such thing as a perfect relationship, but there’s a compatible partnership that goes along with it. If you already knew that you’re too big to fit into a small sized t-shirt, don’t give it a try. You’ll probably break it and pay for the damages you have made. If you knew and felt that the relationship will not
last, don’t go deeper into it. You’ll just suffer the consequences and live like hell for the rest of your life. It’s really hard to say goodbye though, but you can’t make it any better by just pretending you still have the
same feelings.

Try to let go and give yourself a chance to live life to the fullest. Give yourself a chance to grow and give your heart a much needed attention. Then you will find that you have made the right Decision and you made it all by yourself.

We call it love when we can’t leave someone and see them crying as we try to let go.We are wrong, it’s just pity. We call it love when we’re too attached and think that losing the one we love will somehow make us weak and unable to face the storms of life. We misunderstood; it’s just that we’re too much dependent to them.

We call it love when we give our whole life to them, the wholeness of us and imagined that if they leave, no one would accept us and our past. We are mistaken, its just insecurity. But no matter what the definition is, the truth
still remains that love isn’t something you can buy or beg. It is real and existing. You can’t touch it but you can feel it in your heart. You can’t find it, but it will knock before you when you least expect it to come. It can make you the happiest soul in heaven, but don’t forget that it can also make you the most miserable person in the whole galaxy.

* i think happiness doesn’t come in a complete package, there’ll always be a flaw once in a while.. just embrace
the good times and be thankful for experiencing the bad ones coz one won’t work without the other… if u
think ur the most miserable person in the world, think again! think a hundred times… if u don’t get the
love that u want or just something that u’ve been wanting so bad, it means someone or something much better
will come just think about the people who are struggling just to live day by day in an awful situation;
poverty to be exact.. and u are pitying urself bcoz u’ve got broken hearted or something.. who cares?
assholes are everywhere u know.. and its not the end of the world … U ARE NOT ALONE … stay strong and learn
how to laugh at life..

The Block

What else on earth are we here for?

That’s the famous prologue in the best-selling book The Purpose-Driven Life.  I had a handful of copies given to me by
my friends aside from the personal copy I bought, but until now I haven’t taken much time to read in full.

Time is not the main blockage here.  It’s my willingness to accept whatever it is that this book might brought me.

Anything pertaining to that and the probable path it might lead me…
In short, I am not ready to read it. Not now that my grandparents are still alive and my parents are not that stable yet.

Supposedly, i should not have to worry… just what Sis Jenny’s favorite bible verse… "God will take care of your own business."

The Coffee Story

Got this from Ms. Mitze’s Friendster Bulletin..

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him. She was surprised, but out of politeness, she agreed.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything…She felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home. Suddenly, he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I’d like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but,still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why do you have this hobby?". He replied,"When I was a little boy, I used to live
near the sea. I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty
coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown…I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there".
While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That’s his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can talk about his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke
about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family…That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm,careful.

He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married the prince, then they lived happy life… And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that’s the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you—the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time…Actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in
my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything. Now I’m dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth. I don’t like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never felt sorry for anything I do for you.Having you
with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know
you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her,"What’s the taste of salty coffee?"."It’s sweet", she replied.

Pass this to everyone because love is not to forget but to forgive not to see but understand not to hear but to listen not to let go but HOLD ON !!!!

The side of angels

"I’m on the side of angels after all…"

This is the glittering text appearing in my dream last night.
And the first line of thought when I woke up this morning.

It could have been erased from my memory but Someone has to keep it there to be reassured of something..

Past questions had now been answered. 
And now I truly understood and appreciated.

Sometimes He would want us to see it for ourselves…
For us to be truly convinced.
He has given us "free will".
For at times, His will are oftenly ignored.

This is what I ask of Him in the course of everything.
"Lord, while I’m fulfilling an unknown purpose, safeguard me from enemies and entrust me to friends.
For I am Your child and with Your love, I claim I am worthy."

"I’m on the side of angels.. after all…"