The Fear of Man

How can people fear God when the reality of abuse is so global?

There are no alternatives. The fear of God must remain greater than the fear of Man. David's conclusion in Ps.27 is that,  "I may dwell in the house of the Lord forever. One day, justice will be served. One day this life will be over. The old order of things will pass away." 

History does repeat itself

Mom, I am so sorry that I have gout. I hate to see this happening to you again. You took care of Dad for long. Up until his death, and now me. Father God, I am so so very thankful for such a beautiful and loving Mother. I don't want her to suffer again. I have seen enough.

You can never play God.

ATTACK!!!

Being haunted by something you can't see, touch, smell, and fight back is frustrating. This enemy can come in various forms and sizes. Whether it is terminally, hereditary, or what ever the case may be. Human beings cannot escape such defeat. Maybe some. Gout has gotten me, again. I have lost so much sleep for 2 whole nights. I keep waking up every other hour. I am praying earnestly and drinking so much water. I know have been on a very poor diet which is the cause of my gout attack. I thank God for friends and family who are so encouraging at times like this.

My girlfriend Natalie Quitasol. You are an inspiration to me and my better half. I thank God day and night for such a understanding and discerning women of God you are. You are my second best friend (Jesus is first), my mom, and you I love with all my heart. I thank you two for standing by my side all the time. I know I am accident prone and it seems like a cycle. I know and believe God has way for us in this relationship. Though we all come from different walks of lives, culture, we are carrying the same cross. 

The very same cross that Jesus died on. The one that he bled on. The one that hundreds of Jews and Roman soldiers witness the death and Jesus Christ being crucified on. Let us remind ourselves that we each have one. Lets us not put anymore pain, suffering, and weight on each others. We don't want more anymore of it. The cross itself is heavy enough for one person to carry. May we learn to forgive, love, and be like Christ to all. Let us continue to build and correct each other in love.

Christianity nowadays

   
 I have been pondering, observing, watching closely, listening, and thinking about some the life and ways of Christianity. "When it comes to Family, Faith is out of the question." We see this in a new follower's choice of life and his newly walk of faith. But guess what, us old believers or mid-life followers of Christ still do the same. Our families still dis-owns us when we fall out of GOD'S WILL. Or whatever they make of it.
     If you dis-agree with me, look back in your life and dig really, really, really far back. You'll start seeing things that you want to hide and forget about. Those forgotten events in life sucks pretty much when your family persecuted you, right?! I'm talking about Christians persecuting Christians. Now why does that happen? You be the judge? What does it mean to be a follower of Christ?

Not like any Summer

          This Summer has been a hard, dry, and bumpy ride. I came home expecting to get a job and finish up on my BA degree. But instead I was hit hard with life obstacles. For some reason, the good always out weighs the bad. My time with Natalie this past weekend at Loma Mar park in Pescadaro, Ca., tide pooling at Natural Bridges Beach in Santa Cruz, Ca., and slow roasting marsh mellows in the backyard of her house, re-creating S'mores with five varieties of chocolate. I wanted time to hold back on counting forward and  forget about the future. I wanted it all to stop right here. But I knew that the next day, things would get better.
          Ah, the salty smell and humidity of the west coast. California did not ask for it. But God placed it there so that the people can enjoy it all and call it paradise. To some, it is just a tourist attraction. To my lovely and  beautiful girlfriend, it is her home. I am in debt to the nicest people in Santa Cruz county. To the Barbers and their lovely hospitable neighbor. To local brewery and diners. The surfers who are always in the 'green zone.' Ah, Santa Cruz and Natalie you have stolen my heart. I would not mind living there one day.
          Have you ever hit rock bottom and not know what to do in life? Have you ever seen or talk to a homeless person ans try to understand them?! I know its not the greatest examples, but the moral of the story is, love others and you'll see love. It's crazy, but true.

Taking Turns

Taking Turns

The day ends by night, and memories are made by people.
Just one stroke of the brush, to paint away our history.
Will it be empty, or filled with little dimples.
Time pushes people, but people push themselves to be better.
Push and shove we go, not noticing the crippled.
Higher and higher we evolve, leaving those behind to wither.
God is a master-mind, He mends our way.