My Xmas confessions

Christmas is not very much my favorite season.  Its the coldest though even without rains, that’s one main reason why I like it.  They say its the season made for kids and those young at heart.  I say its not made for me.

My birthday falls within this holiday season, yet I never felt like merry making.  I don’t really like people greeting me on my birthday, but I appreciate them nonetheless.  I guess its just a preference.  I don’t want to speculate for the reasons why I am this way but for the sake of argument and thought sharing, I’d love to spill some things out. more…

Can collective consciousness make a big difference?

2012 for me is..

As the trailer of 2012 pops into the big screen sometime last year, I wonder what the movie effects would bring me cheap thrill.  I wonder what portrayals for the “end of days” would be shown.  I was excited and eager to see it.  But did I really believe it?

Answer is YES and NO.  I believe that there will be changes.  Note: “changes”.  There would be things that would take place, but not wipe out man.

2012 is just around the corner.  Ever since I was young, there have been lots of prophecies about the “end of the world”.  I remember my family always eager to watch Nostradamus’ predictions.  I was the eldest, but I tell you I don’t remember any of it.  Maybe its by poor memory, or is it because my guides were protecting me from believing something wrong?

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Baclaran Church

Its been years since I last set foot in this Church.  I did not get to sleep at all the night before, and so I was weary when we got there.  We were lucky to have heard the first Mass.  It was nothing like I’ve expected.

When I was young, I would hop around the benches and count them from the start to the end while my mom was praying the rosary while kneeling.  She would start to kneel and pray at the very foot of the church stairs.  I would sometimes walk beside her or count the kneelers and hop alongside of her.  I didn’t even know what she was praying for.  I didn’t even know why she had to pray in the position.  Life was fresh and new to me.  No sadness, no pain.  Just mama and me and praying in the Church. more…

Praying with your Hurts

Here is another wonderful prayer from a good friend, former classmate in High School.  I believe each one of us has been through own hurts and pains in different forms, but when we plea for relief and release from this ordeal, we all call to the one who can appease us.

Lord,

Thank you that you understand me totally.
Burn away the resentment in me..
You know how unkind and unjust things are which have been said..
Help me to see clearly which aspects of my own behavior I should look at as well.
Am I prepared to express my weaknesses to you, honestly?
Lord, use the pain and purge away a bit more of my pride.

Come, my Light, and illuminate my darkness..
Come, my Life, and revive me from death..
Come, my Physician, and heal my wounds..
Come, Flame of Divine Love, and burn away the thorns of my sins..
Kindling my heart with the flame of Your love..
For You, alone, are my King and my Lord..

Lord, Jesus, I give You my hands to do Your work..
I give You my feet to go Your way..
I give You my mouth to speak Your words..
I give You my mind that You may think in me..
I give You my goods that You may share through me..
and I give You my spirit that You may pray in me,
So that it is You, Lord, who live and have Your being in me..

AMEN

Thanks Yeng for sharing this prayer! :)

Prayer of Sacrifice

I’ve been busy with ultimately no-weekend weekends.  Busy with all the things that need to be done, without resting for a bit to sleep, have fun or just do nothing.  Everything is about stuff that other people need, and that of which wherein time is of the essence.  Too busy even to breathe and have exercise.

I have been sacrificing ultimately to reach my goals and to help out my family in whatever it is that I can offer help to them.  I do not count the efforts that have not been returned, nor praised.. only in the hope that I would not be spited because of other items I have failed to accomplish.  With all of these pains and hurt, I do pray for more strength.

I’m happy to have heard the Prayer of Sacrifice from the Parish of the Holy Sacrifice last saturday when my mom and I heard mass that morning of my sister’s UPCAT.  It is a blessing to have been graced with such a wonderful, meaningful prayer that somehow replenished my sould that has been running dry of motivation and will power to keep doing what I need to do.  With this, I want to pray with everyone who reads this post.  May we all be blessed with strength, happiness and perseverance to do what is right at all times. more…