Friday, April 22, 2011

Your Are Loved (Don't Give Up...)


No matter how heavy one's problem may be
Don't Give Up.
If at times we feel lonely and think that everyone has turned their backs against us
Don't Give Up

We may wan't to speak up, for us to be heard.
Don't Give Up
Even if we find it difficult for us to express our feelings
Don't Give Up

At some point in our life we may see ourselves so down and think that its the end for us
Don't Give Up
Hope may seem to be so little
Don't Give Up

These are only obstacles/ challenges in life that we need to overcome
We should NEVER GIVE UP!!
Because God is always with us and all He wants is for us to run to Him
and surrender everything to Him.
For if we TRUST and have Faith in Him, we can surpass every trials we face.

GOD loves us so if we think that no one cares and your all alone. Just call Him and talk to Him
He will be there for you.

He is...
Your Father,
Your Saviour,
Your Friend
Your Redeemer
Your Protector
Your Light

and YOU are..

HIS SON/DAUGHTER
so do not hesitate to run to Him..

He LOVES US ALL.

There is NO other GREATER LOVE than the love JESUS CHRIST has showed us.







Monday, April 18, 2011

A place that resembles a home

Hi guys,

It's time for another blog. I wanted to share to you about this group that I had all through out my college years.

I wouldn't allow myself to not share my experiences with this group of mine the laughters we had, the tears that fell out of our eyes and the way we cared for each other.  The reason why I wanted to share this is because this group has played a very significant factor in my life and Im very proud of them and i won't forget them even as a leaves the gates of our  prestigious university. I will always cherish these people and I can stand and fight for them if anybody dares hurt or do anything unpleasant to them. They were my second family who stood by my side through my ups and downs, in here I felt like I was nit far from home and that I have someone who cares for me, who scolds me whenever I commit mistakes, we also experience sadness whenever there are misunderstandings within us, but it would eventually be resolved through God's grace and through apologizing to each other.

This group of mine or rather My Family is otherwise known as the Student Catholic Action or SCA.

Within the vast grounds of our university I never thought that I will be so at home and that I will be at ease and that I would find a family. 

Being a freshmen in a huge university wasn't easy at all because for us students, it's going to be difficult again, we left our alma mater during our H.S years wherein we have established ourselves. We gained friends, we've been together for years, we've been through a lot of things. But high school wouldn't last forever coz we still need to proceed with the next level which is college.

I started my college years being lonely though I knew some friends already at that time, but it still felt that something was still missing, it was like putting together a puzzle that needs all the pieces combined together to become complete.

I started to know this group because I was interested to join the choir and I over heard my classmates saying that they were going to join the choir at the chapel and an audition was to be conducted so, so I joined them. Nervous at first, because I really didn't know how to sing properly and that was one of the reasons I wanted to join the choir. To learn to sing.

Singing was one of the ways for me to express my feelings, to relieve me from stress and a means of having fun. I really enjoy singing but I lack the confidence LOL that is why I love to sing only in my room and in the toilets during bathing time LOL.

Going back to the choir part I auditioned and they let us sing the national anthem of the Philippines (lupang hinirang). But I didn't last long being a choir member because I transferred to being a member of the liturgy the only thing is I can only read when the mass is in English coz me speaking Tagalog sucks, I tend to mumble a lot, the readings of the day wouldn't sound pleasing if I was the one to read it in tagalog LOL. I was a reader for a year and a half.

During this years was my adjustment year, wherein little by little i started to become more open to them and I felt at home at last.  It was fun being an SCAn coz we have this family tree that confuses me as the year passes by  ahahah. We had our respective moms and dads, brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles, and most of all the ever loving Lolo(Kuya jayson). If you were to ask me I started as a grandson to Kuya jay and I can say that I was really close to him. He is very approachable and loving. Best lolo ever. Through him I strengthened my spiritual life. He played a major role in it actually . Thanks lolo.

Whenever I would go to the office when I was still a freshmen it was around 11 o'clock and and  I would see them conducting bible studies before the mass and "lolo" would invite me to join the group. At first I was really shy but as I attend more bible studies I loosened up. Thank God!!

Whenever I had problems I run to them and they showed me that I have someone to lean on. They were caring and they made me realize that God will always be with me no matter what He would always be there to comfort, heal forgive and listen to me, all He asks is that for us to take the first move and approachHim and allow yourself to surrender everything to Him, not the fear anything and have faith.

After being a reader I then got interested in being a KOA(knights of the altar). Wherein someone told me that being a KOA is such an honor because you are being closer to God while serving in the Holy Eucharist, and it is true!!! Learning and becoming a knight is not for the sake  of being recognized by the people and being popular because it takes a lot of hard work and commitment. If your purpose of being a KOA is to be popular and to be well known, well I can say that your not fit to be called a KOA.

We need to memorize or be familiar with the vestments, how to look for the days reading using the ordo and searching it up in the lectionary, sometimes sacrificing your lunch break and serving at the mass because there are times that you feel like being dragged to the chapel to serve despite the fact that your starving already after a 3-4 hour lecture, but during the mass you wont feel hungry anymore coz your busy assisting the priest( Fr. John keenan to be exact) and listening to tue days Gospel and reflecting on it.

Right after the mass we would arrange all the things that were used and cover the altar table with it's cloth.  Then I would return my alb and grab something to eat as I walk to my respective room for my next class.

As I continue my studies at CEU my bond with my SCA family became stronger.  Now we I felt that we really are a family.  Whenever I see them everyday I treat them as if they really are my relatives Kuya jayson as my very supportive, caring, and understanding lolo ( the best!!! He gives me words of encouragement, he corrects me or sometimes scolds me whenever I did something wrong and with that I am very thankful), mommy April as one of my moms( now she's at the states and I miss her a lot) Keith as my cousin, almina, jay, Donna, izzay, arth, Mary, Ken, and heryl as my brothers and sisters from Kuya Leo our tatz and mommy claire.  And recently my prayers were answered by God because He gave me a father figure papa Martin whom  I treat as my real father too. These are only a few names from are huge and complicated family tree LOL. These people are really close to my heart and I treasure them a lot. I wouldn't know what to do if something happens to them especially those who are really really close to me and you know who you guys are ok?. 

Right after being a knight of the altar my love for singing still prevailed that is why I returned to being a choir member during my final semester at CEU though my fellow knights would say that I should remain as a KOA.  But eventually they allowed to to transfer to the choir again.  But whenever the chapel would need a knight I am willing to serve again.

Weird but true I started with SCA as a choir member and I ended my last year at CEU as a choir member too.

Some people may think that SCA is purely about religion well basically it's true, after all it's a religious organization and it's purpose is to bring students like us closer to God and for us to learn more about Him and His unconditional live for mankind. But this doesn't mean that we don't know how to have fun actually we have fun a lot all I can say is that it's up to them to witness and experience how exciting and Fun being an SCAn!!! Surely when you stay here you will never regret joining the group coz i didn't.

Serving God, knowing and becoming close with friends who feared God was indeed a great thing to do. And I am thankful that it happened to me.

My love for my SCA family will never change and I'm very thankful coz I got the chance to know them and spend my most of my college years with them.

I'm ready to defend them and be there for them when they need me.

To my SCA family thank you so much for everything.  You guys mean a lot to me especially Lolo and papa.  I will always be your kuya Ian, your pinsan, your apo and unico ijo. I'm always a text away but I can't promise to reply ASAP. Yet I will try my best.

Once again thank u so much!!!

Sunday, April 3, 2011

E.R.

March 31, 2011

This would be the second time I was rushed to the emergency room this year. The 1st was last Jan. 20, 2011 during our duty at the Lung Center of the Philippines. Yep you've heard it right THE EMERGENCY ROOM due to severe chest pain, dizziness and difficulty of breathing.

It was almost 7 pm I think, couldn't remember the time really. We were practicing for our sampaguita interlude which was to be held the following day. We've been practicing since 3 pm in the afternoon.  Maybe I was stressed or what when I suddenly felt my chest hurt, it was severe, stabbing pain and I had difficulty of breathing I almost fell to the ground but thanks to my friend Mak he assisted me and suddenly people were trying to transfer me to a chair. I was trying to lean forward and place my head on the table but i can hear my friends say that I should lean backwards because if I don't I will only have more difficulty in breathing.

As every minute passed the pain I'm experiencing became worst and my hands started to feel numb actually my entire upper body felt numb and i can't move them easily. To be honest i was scarred, because i didn't know what to do to alleviate the pain and the symptoms I'm experiencing.

Then I was transferred to a stretcher and they brought me to the clinic. The last thing I remembered was I asked one of  my friends to look for kuaya jayson a.k.a LOLO then I think they rushed me out of the campus and placed me in a car then everything was a blur. I didn't know what happened next but the next thing I knew was that they were trying to wake e up and I was lying down at my friends lap and they were asking me if I could stand up and transfer to a wheel chair, so I tried but I did not succeed coz as I try and sit up I felt dizzy again so they advised me to remain lying down.

As I enter the emergency room of this private hospital doctors attended to me, provided me with an oxygen to breath properly and tried interviewing me but i couldn't respond properly.  They did an ECG to me and thank God the readings were normal.

They gave me meds and allowed me to stay in the hospital for several hours for me to rest and wait fr my condition to stabilize.

I'm very thankful to my friends and C.Is who brought me and stayed with me at the hospital and waited me to recover. Thanks to my girlfriend/best friend who was also their at my side and who so scared yet  stayed with me and sent me home together with another friend of mine.

I don't know why/how I have acquired  this kind of condition and once it strikes it sucks and hurts alot.  I hate it coz people tend to worry and it makes them go nuts.  I'm sorry if i bothered you guys. But still am thankful coz no matter what you will always be there for me and through this i realized that people really do care for me especially those who are close to me. Thank you so much.for showing you guys care.

Scarred People Are Beautiful

Hi guys,

I just wanted to share something that was shared to me as well during our Annual retreat. Obviously like what the title is, it's about scarred people being beautiful. Hope you enjoy reading.

MAN SPAEKS:

I've seen a number of movies lately, Lord
Like Romeo and Juliet.
The love of young people, at least in the movies, is beautiful...
So simple... So total... So uncomplicated.
They seem so natural,
so free in their emotions, so clean in their feelings
I wish I could be like that, Lord,
But it can't be.
Why is it so?

I've been hurt, Lord.
I have trusted and been betrayed at times.
I have love and receive nothing in return.
I have tried hard to care and failed often.
I have shared my secrets and, hears them whispered to others.
I have been warm and receive  could shoulder.

I have been through it, Lord
I've fallen on my face.
I've banged my shins.
I've been bruised.
Look Lord, I'm all covered with scars.

THE LORD SPEAKS:

Maybe ou haven't understood enough;
Maybe you haven't learned that human life is like that:
all saints are scarred.
Young love isn't the highets formof human love.
The greatest love comes from scarred people.
I know that many people stop loving so they won't be hurt again
But those people who do start over again,
who continue in spite of all,
who leave themselves open to the
possibility of being hurt again - 
These people are able to love again, in a deeper way,
a more understanding way,
a richer way.

MAN SPEAKS:

I Think I mean what you mean LORD.
I've met people like that... and knowing them gives  me courage.
The great eople are those who continue to love with their scars,
I like SCARRED PEOPLE LORD.
THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL.

-Bro. Ronnie Roy Salinero

Do I make you PROUD??

I've never been
The one to raise my hand
That was not me
And now that's who I am
Because of you
I am standing tall
My heart is full
Of endless gratitude
You were the one
The one to guide me through
Now I can see
And I believe
It's only just beginning

This is what we dream about
But the only question with me now
Is do I make you proud
Stronger than I've ever been now
Never been afraid of standing out
Do I make you proud


I guess I’ve learned
To question is to grow,
That you still have faith,
Is all I need to know,
I’ve learned to love,
Myself in spite of me,
And I’ve learned to
Walk on the road I believe.

Everybody needs to rise up
Everybody needs to be loved
To be loved
Everybody need to rise on
Everybody needs to be loved, to be loved

This is what we dream about
But the only question with me now
Is do I make you, do I make you proud
This is what we dream about
Never been afraid of standing out
Do I make you proud
Stronger than I've ever been
Never been afraid of standing out

Do I make you proud
Do I make you proud 

To write again

It has been quite some time since I wrote a blog or since I wrote on my journal. Since I'm a graduating student I was to preoccupied with the tons of requirements and loads of readings for a report at school. I surely missed expressing myself through a pen and paper, in short through writing, because through writing I can say everything I want and I can pour out all my thoughts, my happiness, my sorrows, the joys, and especially the anger with out anyone being hurt ( provided no one reads it LOL ).

So let the writing begin once again.

Baguio in Mid february

 I left for Baguio with gem,laine , and erica; it was 10:00 pm when we went to the station and nought tickets and the funny thing is that when we told the teller that we were students she looked fir our COM instead of our I.D why would she look for our COM.  Students rarely bring this important documents when they go on trips.

On board we were all excited to reach Baguio since it was quite a long time since the girls where un baguio. they told me that the last time they went to Baguio was during their childhood years when they were like 4 or 3 even.

While on the bus and the knowing that the trip would last for about 6 hours or so we tried to grab some sleep so when we reach Baguio we would have the strength to go around. The thing is we had difficulties sleeping coz we were not able to get our desired "sleeping position". Oh before I forget we greeted laine on the bus coz it was her 20th birthday(feb.16, 2011).

We reached Baguio at around 5:15 or so and we decided to buy tickets but eventually we changed our minds. So we went to session road and went to chowking and waited for ERica's friend to pick her up, while waiting we grabbed something to eat during the cold weather. we ate some porridge And noodles. Funny thing is that majority of the group were wearing shorts in the cold weather(we were going nuts) :))

And here starts our short vacation ^_^