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What is your Light?

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In the beginning, we lit a little candle in the dark. It is better to light just one candle than to stumble in the dark as one writer suggests... For some people they always look forward to the next morning. For tomorrow. Because tomorrow, certainly, the sun will rise. The sun is their light. They enjoy a sunny day. Having read Crossing the Threshold of Hope by Saint John Paul II, the pivotal point of becoming a stronger and wiser individual is to, metaphorically soar to the heavens with Faith in the heart. Thus, it can be referred to as the inner light. Or the Holy Spirit descending upon us, as His temple. After the Christmas Season, when we referred to God the Son as Emmanuel, which in Hebrew is "God is within", essentially, He came to bring light amidst the darkness to a world where sin is prevalent. Therefore it is more succinct to ask ourselves, "Who is our Light?" And, through enlightenment, we realise that, indee...

Debunking the New Year's Resolution Bias

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I remember telling myself last January that my New Year's resolution would be just to be zany this 2017. I just wanted to have crazy fun. Nothing illegal though. And, nothing immoral. I sung in public. That was really insane. I will not do that again for the rest of my entire life.  In hindsight, since the audience were all, practically, intoxicated with liquor, I thought to myself that they would not recall what happened the morning after. I was wrong. It spread like wildfire. So, I still sung last night. There are a lot more things that I have done, however, are too delusional to be written and are better left unwritten. Happy New Year 2018! Moreover, please do make a New Year's resolution.  We highly recommend it! - From the Inspires Team photo credit: Long Road Photography (formerly Aff) Happy New Year! via photopin (license) License: (license)

Dustin's Choice

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"You are going to die if you do it, Dustin!" He couldn't escape from the echoes of what the old man advised. He remembered the lady with hazel eyes in Karsaw saying something in Portuguese. That's what he did. The pain is not there anymore. He had seen their eyes. It didn't matter to him now. He died a long time ago. What he felt was misty hope and solid trust in the Lord. Lugubrious. That was all he felt. For a fleeting moment. Just for a moment. Then, he felt safe. He felt that he did his best. Penultimately, he walked away. Dustin returned to dust a few weeks later. One blue moonlight, he was, brutally, murdered. photo credit: Giuseppe Milo (www.pixael.com) After the sunrise - Dublin, Ireland - Color street photography via photopin (license) License: (license)

Guest Post: The Fountain of Youth

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One morning, immersed in trial at the courts of the Manila City Hall, I wondered, what would Sta. Claus this Christmas Season 2017 give me? The burden I bear wear me down, making hazy my Crystal Ball. Would it add YEARS to my life, and LIFE to my years? Could it be? I sought my friend, the Captain, and went to his cabin and wellness lair. The healing hands of Weng, pressing hard to release welled-up tension. I went through excruciating but necessary pain, and i gasped for air! Taking in the Breath of Life, God's Blessing of Abundant Oxygen! Near the bay where the sun sets in soothing calm and majestic glory, Where Nations are United as a venue for the pursuit of Peace, A building stands among others in simple architectural Victory. Fourteen is a significant and meaningful number I wouldn't miss. Many steps and struggles I take to venture in this my existential sleuth. Alas! At SUMACS, I found and have been blessed...

The Swiss Elixir

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It was my final chance for survival. A long flight from home to the Old World. I did not become well here in a Manila State of Mind. I did not have any expectation. It was my first time to fly to Germany then to be driven to Switzerland. She is a very pleasant lady. She said the only symptom she detected was the slight trembling of my hands. A disorder is the used term for it, although, I would have my own two cents worth of opinion about it. Everyone has a disorder like one Priest said the only difference is the degree.  Zurich is the epitome of order. It is probably the best City in the world to rewire one's thinking into something methodical, logical, and scientific. It is exact. When a Tram is scheduled to arrive at 7:13. Lo and behold, the Tram arrives exactly, at 7:13. I was amazed. Efficiency and Effectiveness, seamlessly, running towards one great river of confluence. Everything is systematic, structured, and serene. Yes. I found serenity. ...

Just Believe | The Grace of Prayer

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Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away. This year... Stop right there. That is not, definitely, a Christmas Carol. It just starts off with the word Christmas in the beginning line. Last Christmas, on Christmas Day, I heard the sad news that there was going to be a powerful typhoon. So, I prayed in front of the Nativity scene and said, "Baby Jesus, Happy Birthday! Please protect my home." Then, I slept like a baby that night. The next morning, I woke up and no damage at all. When I met friends, they were recounting how horrific the storm was. It was howling like crazy. It was as if the weather conditions became beyond psychotic, lunatic, and delusional. It was unbelievable how the wrath of the storm, literally, destroyed everything on its path. I just kept silent. Really quiet. Because I didn't have those experiences. Because I prayed. Because I prayed to Baby Jesus. And, I held...

A Love Story

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Tell me again about that story when you went to a far and away place, climbed mountains, crossed the oceans, and went to another continent, Grandpa.. please. You heard it maybe a thousand times already. Well, Grandpa, I would like to hear it a thousand times more. Okay then, as the old man looked intensely at his Grandchild. You were not born yet, of course, and I was quite young then. Oh, that story is one for the books.  A friend of mine told me that story. I thought it was you Grandpa?  Well, sometimes truth is more lovely and ever constant than fiction. It happened a long time ago... There were two brothers who lived in Saigon. Sad part is, the older brother died early. He left a beautiful family. The younger brother went to see his brother's son on the other side of the globe. That was the Uncle that did all those things, the traveling, and the whole nine yards. The Grandfather narrated the story from late afternoon until...