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Tod Trevor sat at the garden of the Saint Anthony Hospital. It was two o' clock. It was scorching hot. And he felt dead deep inside. He told his doctor what happened to him and the only thing that he could recall what Dr. Smith told him was that the things that happened to him were not okay. He remembered the police officer he talked to and he advised him to formally file charges. Tod thought for a moment and heaved a sigh of exhaustion. It's a cruel world indeed and he had to reconcile the fact that it is easier to be out of the picture. His friend from Birmingham told him to pray for Divine Justice. He did just that but he is still going through a lot. Tod looked out to the horizon and saw the sun glancing behind the clouds. He told himself people don't realize that they hurt people and even people whom they love. It was poignant. More so, it was plain sad. Then, he called his twin brother, Ted. Ted answered and asked how he was doing....

James Z. Carpio, writer In the meantime read other books for now. God Bless!

They stole everything from me. I was powerless. I had been in transit for too long. I was tired. I did not fight anymore. I was too weak. I just remember praying to God to help me.  Then, they stabbed me. I think that is all I can recall for now. To be continued...

After about 13 milliseconds, he cringed and felt a throbbing pain in the back of his head, then he gasped for breath, and then his vision went blank. He passed out. Three days after, Mr Peter Grespo found himself in the hospital. He opened his eyes and it was blurry. He tried to focus. It was too bright. The smell of the sterile room was of disinfectant products. He glanced at the wall clock, it was three o' clock in the afternoon.  Peter did not know what happened. He had forgotten everything. Well, almost.  The only thing he could remember was there was an accident. Then, the door opened. A nurse came in and cheerfully greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Grespo!"  He asked, "What happened to me?" "Miss Harriet," he added as he read her nameplate. "Someone found you unconscious on the ground, you were stabbed seven times, you lost a lot of blood. We cannot fathom why you survived, really, I guess you are lucky!" she uttered...

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio The Perfection of God. He is the Alpha and the Omega. He is Omniscient, Omnipotent, and Omnipresent. On the other hand, we humans are imperfect. We can be weak. However, in God we can be strong. We do need God. And, we can rely on Jesus. He can be our Best Friend if we choose to with our hearts. Thus, we should like to hope in Him and, surely, we have a bright future ahead of us.

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio Thank goodness I have great friendships. Friends that I had chosen and I'd invested time and given space to and for that I am grateful to the Lord. Where does one find virtuous friends? If you play a particular sport then you will find and develop friendships there. Your church organizations are another good source of new friendships. Friends of your family members are also good possible friends to have for yourself. Lastly, you may want to attend reunions and reconnect with old friends. God Bless!

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio I should like to focus on the third level of respect. The one which is earned. The one which can be lost. And ultimately, the one that can be regained.  That one is character-based. As a writer, I always keep in mind the reader. I have not been writing for my columns for months now. And, every time I meet a reader in person I am reminded to write again. What is my legitimate excuse? Well, I have been given another career opportunity in a different industry but still in the artistic field. All I can say is, a servant cannot serve two masters at the same time. I had been given two choices, one or the other or both. I chose both. When the sea is more calm I would be able to make a comeback, officially, as a Columnist. Blogging is easy, however, writi...