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Christmas without Christ

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Christmas without Christ
By George Mañalac
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 01:20:00 12/13/2008

A few days ago an anchorman blared on the TV screen: “‘Thirty days na lang, Pasko na.’ [In just 30 days it will be Christmas]. Well, folks, are you ready? It’s almost here. You can feel it in the air. Heavier traffic. Crowded malls and bazaars, bright lights, glittering window displays, the presence of that fat man in red in department stores. Everything in place? Your Christmas tree, your gifts ... your Christmas cards ... your party clothes ... and, of course, the ham and ‘queso de bola’ [ball of cheese] on your menu. ‘Sigurado’ [For sure] you’ve already received your bonus. ‘At sana manalo kayo sa raffle’ [And may you win in the raffle].”

The things the broadcaster mentioned are indeed common during this season. Isn’t it disturbing that the most significant event in history has been reduced to pagan rituals and capitalist traditions, none of which can be found in the Bible, or has something to do with the birth of the Messiah? Jesus Christ is the least thought of in most of our present-day Christmas celebrations.

In today’s confused and material-driven world, this is what the coming of the Savior has come to mean generally among Christians. Profit-making is omnipresent in every aspect of the celebration, now devoid of its spiritual meaning. And couched in ignorance, Christmas has become a mere economic stimulus.

Matthew 21:12 relates that Jesus overturned the tables of vendors out of the Temple grounds for turning His Father’s house into a place for the conduct of business.

The abject poverty, simplicity and lowliness of the birth of the One who created this world and all the worlds beyond, who calls each star by name, are searing the appalling shallowness of our celebration, its ostentation, arrogant consumption and lavish feasting inherited from paganism. (God solemnly exhorted His people, the Israelites, to stay away from these abominations and to keep their worship pure.)

I heard an evangelist say that all this is a sign of a lost generation. And a generation that has lost its way in search of God is in for great trouble.

The word Christmas (the Greek “kristes” for Christ and the Latin “missa”) is not mentioned in Scriptures. The apostles and early Christians did not observe a day called Christmas, whose celebration started between 300 and 400 A.D. Dec. 25 was originally a Roman festival in honor of the sun. Pagan tribes elsewhere also honored their various solar deities on this date. Jesus didn’t ask His disciples to mark His birthday. The only event He directly asked them to preserve in His memory was the Last Supper.

The Messiah’s coming as well as the unique circumstances that attended it, was predicted by several prophets—Daniel, Isaiah, Micah, Jeremiah, among them—with absolute accuracy hundreds of years before it took place. But when the appointed time came, God, knowing that the coming of the Savior would be demeaned and subjected to ridicule, hid the defining moment from the prying eyes of the curious unbelievers, and announced it only to a small band of shepherds and three important personages “from the East,” who represented the three main economic, social and racial classes of humanity.

How about that character in red, white cuffs, black leather belt and boots—popularly known as Santa Klaus (called also St. Nicholas, Kris Kringle) and Father Christmas in Europe and whose existence was first recorded in the 15th century—with a bagful of toys and goodies slung on his shoulder and with his team of flying reindeers? Santa Claus is a product culled from the combination of Nordic and pagan mythology. Today’s Santa was a creation of German-American cartoonist Thomas Knast after the US Civil War. Santa evolved into his present appearance in 1880. This figure became more known in the 1920s when American business adopted him as the centerpiece of its advertising and marketing campaign.

Christian parents during that time protested the teaching about Santa Claus to their children, calling him “an elaborate lie, a commercial concoction” that detracts from the real purpose of Christmas. But Santa’s growing advertised popularity swept the protests away. When an American journalist wrote in his column “Yes, Virginia, there’s a Santa Claus,” the myth became a reality in the minds of “kids from one to ninety-two” around the world.

The Christmas tree, another ubiquitous adjunct of the season, was a pagan custom honoring the Yule tree as a symbol of fertility. To this day, Christmas is also known as Yuletide, which however does not make it Christian.

As regards the European-born practice of exchanging gifts, it should be interesting to note that the wise men didn’t exchange their gifts among themselves; they offered these to the Babe in Mary’s arms.

Why was Jesus born in a stable in the company of farm animals? Replying to this question from a boy in a children’s Bible study class in a small southern American church, the pastor said, “Because animals will welcome Jesus, but people, generally like the innkeeper, will reject Him.”

“God must be very sad,” the boy said.

“Then,” the pastor said, “if you want to celebrate Christmas, cast aside the meaningless trinkets and trimmings you see around, and just say a little prayer in your heart, thanking and praising the Father for giving us His beloved Son to restore our broken relationship with Him, and to regain the paradise that we lost. I’m sure you’ll brighten up God’s face and there’ll be shouts of joy in heaven—that out of the millions who have forgotten, there are still a few people like you who remember the real and only reason for the season.”

George J. Mañalac, 73, is a retired media relations manager of Corporate Affairs and Communication at United Laboratories.

When A Child Was Born - Twinkle B.

Hacker on the LOOSE

Beware people, there is a hacker on the loose. Their modus operandi, use your friends previously hacked e-mail address. In my case, they used my college friend email address "joanalyn.delacruz", and now they are using my e-mail "rjcarpio24" to hack other people on my network.

Please if ever your are on the contact list of above mail addresses, block it immediately as you might be the next victim.

How to know that they are hackers:
1. You will easily identify that the person is a hacker if the way he/she talk is different from the usual person you talked with.
2. He/She will tell you: "I'm uploading pics please check", the file name he/she will send you is "yahoo.html" don't try to save it. It will lead you to YAHOO sign-in page. Once you enter your username and password, your dead. They already have an access to your email. In few seconds they will tell you that they have a control to your e-mail and your ym will just sign out and will scam your contacts doing same procedure.

Below is the sample of chat exchange my friend logged during her conversation with my hacker:
JuAn cArpiO: msta na
DonnaRose:): og bat invi ka
JuAn cArpiO: n dc ako
JuAn cArpiO: msta na
DonnaRose:): jan ka pa?
JuAn cArpiO: yes
JuAn cArpiO: merry xmas
DonnaRose:): receive ko na yung tshirt wahahahahaha
JuAn cArpiO: advance happy new year
JuAn cArpiO: aheheh
DonnaRose:): post ko sa site ko pag na upload ko na ang pics
JuAn cArpiO: ahhahahah
JuAn cArpiO: what time n dyan sau gnyn?
DonnaRose:): 1:51 AM
DonnaRose:): saan ka ba
JuAn cArpiO: d2 pa din
JuAn cArpiO: buti gcng ka pa
JuAn cArpiO: nag aayos ako ngyn ng new pic
DonnaRose:): anu ka pa parang adik yang tanong
DonnaRose:): alam mo naman na nasa work ako malamang eh gising pa me
JuAn cArpiO: ahehehe
JuAn cArpiO: send ko sau new pic ko
JuAn cArpiO: teka lng
JuAn cArpiO: yan
JuAn cArpiO: accept mo yan
DonnaRose:): di virus yan
JuAn cArpiO: nde noh
JuAn cArpiO: photoficker yan

Hide Recent Messages (F3)
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in. You can also send a message to JuAn cArpiO's mobile device.
Send an SMS Message (Ctrl+T)

JuAn cArpiO: my oofer sana ako sau ngyn d2
JuAn cArpiO: bka gsto mo
DonnaRose:): anu yun
JuAn cArpiO: mdyo nagkakaproblem kme kse at the same time eh
JuAn cArpiO: explain ko muna sau procedure
DonnaRose:): anu ba yan
DonnaRose:): teka naninibago ako sau ha
DonnaRose:): hmmm
DonnaRose:): una kinamusta mo ako di ka naman nangangamusta eh
DonnaRose:): ikaw ba yan
DonnaRose:):
JuAn cArpiO: gantio kse ung roaming sim ng mga ofw ngyn d2 mag eexpired na
willing to pay naman lahat cla ngyn d2 sarado na din kse ung filipino store ngyn
d2
JuAn cArpiO: papaibli sana sila globe prepiad cards each card pay nila ng 1,500
tig 500 tau sa kita baka gsto mo tayo na lng mag supply ng mga cards sa kanila
JuAn cArpiO: gets mo na
JuAn cArpiO: ?
DonnaRose:): how naman
JuAn cArpiO: ganito para nde na tau gastos tru fed ex bali kukunin ko na lng ung
no. ng mga cards send mo na lng sa mail ko
JuAn cArpiO: gets mo na?
JuAn cArpiO: papabili sila ng 20pcs globe 500 para malaman din nila nag
bebenta ako ng mga cards ngyn d2
BUZZ!!!
DonnaRose:): cge
JuAn cArpiO: huh?
JuAn cArpiO: panung cge?
DonnaRose:): payag na me
DonnaRose:): nga pala gusto mo pa ba nuong tshirt?
BUZZ!!!
DonnaRose:): pag di ka nagreplay di na ako papayag bilis
DonnaRose:): nag iisip ka pa ba ng isasagot mo?
JuAn cArpiO: ha???
DonnaRose:): sabi ko gusto mo pa ba yung tshirt?????
JuAn cArpiO: nbgy ko na sau eh
DonnaRose:): ganun kamusta na nga pala yung mga blogs mo
DonnaRose:): isge payag na ako
DonnaRose:): payag na ako saang email ko naman po ipapadala
BUZZ!!!
JuAn cArpiO: sa email ko
JuAn cArpiO: okaya d2 na lng
JuAn cArpiO: sa ym
DonnaRose:): now n b?
JuAn cArpiO: uu 20pcs globe 500 muna
DonnaRose:): teka mag kaayus na mun atyu sa tshirt
DonnaRose:): anung gusto mong kulay?
JuAn cArpiO: chaka na muna un focus muna tau d2 sa mga cards
DonnaRose:): teka tshirt muna mamili ka na lang muna ng kulay
JuAn cArpiO: blue
DonnaRose:): ulol!!!
JuAn cArpiO: wag mo ako minumura
JuAn cArpiO: bka ikaw isunod ko
JuAn cArpiO:
DonnaRose:): shit wrong send
JuAn cArpiO: gsto mo control ko yang computer mo
JuAn cArpiO: ?
DonnaRose:): may nanloloko kasi sa kabilang line
JuAn cArpiO: ok sige
JuAn cArpiO: bilang ka 5 lag lag ka na
JuAn cArpiO: 1
JuAn cArpiO: 2
JuAn cArpiO: 3
JuAn cArpiO: 4
JuAn cArpiO: 5
JuAn cArpiO: bye


One of my friend was also hacked using my email. The hacker asked his family to send him PHP5000.00 worth of globe load and his sister-in-law did as my friend did not inform them immediately.

Please be vigilant. Let us stop this net burglar. Once your e-mail address was hacked, tell immediately your family and friends to make them aware and change your other account's mail notification.

PLEASE REPOSE THIS IF YOU THINK IT IS USEFUL TO YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS.

Thank you Auntie Mimay

08 December 2007 (her birthday few weeks after her cataract operation)

I thank God for giving you in my Family's life. Gemima Santos or Auntie Mimay as she was known was my Grandmother's bestfriend. They've been friends through out their lives until my grandmother died in 1996, she was there. She also been an OFW in the US until she decided to return back for good to the Philippines prior to the death of my grandmother.

I remember my childhood with lot's of good memories with her. Every time we fetch her at the airport I always have chocolates and gifts from her. She goes out more often with our family than hers niece and nephews (she's a single blessed woman). I left manila on 2006 December 8 to work here in Jeddah. I will never forget that day as it is also her birthday. October of last year, I called her at home coz I heard that she undergone operation for her cataract. She cried and told me that she misses me. She told me that she's becoming weak each days but still surviving and she wanted to see me before she die. I told her not to tell that as we still needs her and that I am coming home for Christmas.She said that she would wait for me. During her birthday 08December2007, I saw the light in her face when she saw me. I told her "Auntie Im here. Thank you for waiting for me." she began to cry and i gave her a hug and kiss and of course her favorite Keso de Bola.

09 January 2008, I need to report back to work. But day before my early morning flight, I bid my goodbye to her. She cried again over the phone telling me to take good care of my self as I am alone abroad Like a mother bidding goodbye to her son. That was the last time we talked. She told me that she will wait for me again on her next birthday but I think I am failing her as I don't have my booking this Christmas going home.

Last week, I had a chance chatting with my parents. They told me that she was rushed to the hospital due to mild stroke. She was staying with my Tita Auring (sister of my dad) as the usual situation when she is having her medication. I planned to call her but I always forget. This afternoon, my brother told me that she was rushed again to the hospital for another stroke and now under observation for a week. I hope she is ok.


Auntie, Thank you for sharing your life with us. Though we're not your real family, you become a real mother to my Papa and Tita Au. A real grandmother to me, my brothers and my cousins. I will never forget you in my entire life. You told me that you will wait for me again on my next vacation. It's ok to let go. I do understand the situation and I don't want you to be in pain. A portion of my heart was already occupied by you. I will always remember you as the young, energetic, playful and cheerful Mimay during my childhood. I miss your laughter, I miss your advises, and I will always miss the light in your face every time we talk.

Lord, I commend to you her spirit as she is now travelling to be with you. You know that we still need her here. But it is your will be done and not ours. Please end her sufferings and pain in your own time. I still want to see her smile but if it is already her time. Guide her to you Kingdom...

Amen...

the improvements of english carabao

Last night I have a very inspiring sight. A priend got his new status. I don't want to reveal what it is but i really enjoying it and inspired me to writing this.

Well, you know, when I was small and Christmas trees are still tall. I and my classmates are porced to spokening english. But I really don't know the language. Every time our beloved teacher caught us talking in tagalog. She asked for Php1.00. See, even in school kotong is a trend. I don't know for what is that. But really I hate my beloved teacher who make kotong because of tagaloging.

When I get in college, my english teacher is still like that, kotonging every time we speak in tagalog. I therepore conclude, that english teacher is a part time police. Anyway, I after my college, i landed to a good job. My english is beautiful. I know because my japanese boss underastanded me. He always talk to me like this.

Iwahashi san: Jon, anoooo.... the shipment need to anooo... to deliver to batangas tomorrow.

John: No problem sir, anoooo.... i already cleared it form customs anooo.... we don't have problem anymore... i already anooo... give kotong to polis...

Iwahashi san: Jon, good good good... anoooo... i will give you money... anoooo...

At pirst, i tought he knows tagalog because he always say "ano". Apter sometime, another japanese arrive. He is also like that. I then concluding that "ano" is their expression when they don't know what to tell.

Haist... When I resigned from my job, I hab no choice but to accept english tutoring to Korean. Well it is good. we understand each other very much. talk talk talk.. laugh laugh laugh.. play play play... that is what I do to my student in english.

Until now I am working here in Saudi Arabia, same same. My boss like my english, so do I.


Do you think my english is beautipul? ahahaha

Advent Time

Advent is the time of waiting.
in few weeks time, we are celebrating the nativity of Jesus. What are the preparation that you are doing?

Staying in a strictly Muslim country gives me limitation in preparing for this Holy day. A simple prayer and a little celebration with house mates would do.

This would be my second Christmas here in Saudi Arabia. Thank God I will be coming home on January to cope up with the missed merry making on Christmas...

Psalm 23 (For the Work Place)

The Lord is my real boss, and I shall not want.
He gives me peace, when chaos is all around me.
He gently reminds me to pray and do all things without
murmuring and complaining.

He reminds me that He is my source and not my job.
He restores my sanity everyday and guides my decisions
that I might honor Him in all that I do

Even though I face absurd amounts of e-mails, system
crashes, unrealistic deadlines, budget cutbacks, gossiping
co-workers, discriminating supervisors and an aging body
that doesn't cooperate every morning, I still will not stop---
for He is with me! His presence, His peace, and His power
will see me through.

He raises me up, even when they fail to promote me.
He claims me as His own, even when the company threatens
to let me go. His Faithfulness and love is better than any bonus cheque

His retirement plan beats any 401k there is!
When it's all said and done, I'll be working for Him a whole lot longer and for that I BLESS HIS NAME!!!!!!

My Vocation Story

Since childhood, it has always been my dream to become a priest. When I joined the Altar Servers in our parish, my desire to priestly life become stronger. I remember when my mom asked me when my grandmother was hospitalized: “John, what do you want to become when you grow older?” My immediate response was “To become a priest.” Then she asked why. I told her that I want to travel abroad like Fr. Erik. I want to be loved by the whole community and priest receives a lot of money during offertory (as a child this was my idea of being a priest). My mom and everyone in the room laughed at it.

During the years that I was serving our parish, I am about to have my investiture as altar server. I told my mom that I need to have an Alb for the event and I want to join the investiture. My mom cannot promise me due to our financial crisis that time. One Sunday, after the 10am mass, one parishioner approached me and asked me if I already have an Alb for the investiture. I always see her in our parish but do not know her personally. I told her that it is also my problem, my mom don’t have money to have one for me. She gave me a small paper with her name and contact number and asked me to call her Saturday morning and we will buy cloth for my Alb. That was the only time that I knew her name; she was Mrs. Pining Sumabat, living 2 streets away from our house. We went to the market and she looked for the best white cloth for me. When she handed me the cloth, she asked me: “Do you want to be a priest?” I told her that I am not sure but I am considering it. That was the start of our good friendship. I considered her as my angel who gave me initial sign what I want to become in the future. Every time we meet in parish, she is always asking me about my decision and telling me that she would sponsor me.

It was in 1998 when I started my college year. During my 2^nd year at PMI Colleges Manila, I learned that my cousin is also studying in that same school taking up same course as mine. I tried looking for her but due to conflict of schedule, we don’t have the opportunity to meet. During rehearsal for Mr. and Ms. University 2000, where I was one of the contestants, she approached me asking if I am the son of Rolando Carpio and grandson of Catalina Carpio, she also introduced herself. She invited me then to attend the Campus Ministry after we talked. At first I was a bit hesitant due to my work schedule, I am also an officer in our college Student Council and rehearsing for the pageant, but she really insisted it so I decided to come with her after the rehearsal. I had a great time with the group, and meet Fr. Mikey Timbol,sss and Sr. Lyn Panti, dc who helped me later on my vocation journey.

It was during Lenten recollection of 2000 at Sta. Cruz Church when I suddenly think again of entering the seminary. I confided it with Fr. Mikey since he was our spiritual director in Campus Ministry. He helped me in my journey, he also advised me to finish first my studies and after I graduate, he will help me see more about Religious life. I was very persistent then with my vocation. I inquired with different congregations and one of them was the Scalabrinians. One day, I received a letter from one of the community where I attended search-in seminar. The vocation director advised me that my application did not succeed and continue my life outside because I can be a good provider to my own family. Since then I stopped my communications with other seminary and live my life to its fullest. After my graduation, I landed to a good job, helping my family to cope up with our financial difficulties.

March 2003, I received another unexpected invitation for a search-in seminar from Fr. Edward Pacquing, vocation director of the Scalabrinians. I just put it aside and not minding it, I indulge myself to work and forgot everything about the invitation. A day prior to the search in seminar, on a busy day at work, the idea about it suddenly came to me. There are two forces in me that time, I want and I don’t want to go because I’m busy with my work. After few hours of thinking, I finally decide that I am not going if I don’t have companion. I then started contacting my friends telling about the seminar and they declined my invitation to join me. Last person that I contacted was one of my co-parishioner and friend. Telling him about the invitation, he encouraged me to attend it and he is willing to come with me even I did not ask him to. It was Friday night before Palm Sunday, we arrived late but the priests and seminarians was very accommodating. I file again another application and take exam and spiritual counseling with Fr. Pacquing as part of the seminar. Easter Sunday, I received a call from Fr. Pacquing telling me that they are already on their way to our house to meet my parent. He talked to my mom and at that very moment, he told us that I am accepted for the next school year. My mom cannot speak that time, since they don’t have any idea about it. The next thing I see myself doing was preparing my resignation and bidding goodbye to my friends and telling Sr. Lyn,dc and Fr. Mikey,sss that I am entering the seminary.

May 15, 2003, I first set my feet and venture seminary life. I really have had a great time then and never have any regrets giving up my work, my friends outside and life with my family. February of 2004, I am thinking of leaving the seminary, but the force in me is saying that this is my life and after series of spiritual directions and consultations with my rector, I decided to continue. School year of 2004-2005, I am having now my Philosophy Class at Christ the King Mission Seminary. At the same time, our rector advised me and my batch that we are accelerated to Postulancy and we need to write a letter of intension. Instead of having semester and Christmas breaks, we need to go to Cebu City for our Postulancy program.

After our semester break, our college dean called me to his office. He told me that our Latin Instructor told him that I was caught cheating during our exam. Without any hesitation, I admit it immediately because I really did. He then told me that I am expelled from the school. I asked him for another chance. He told me that, he will just admit me if I will tell my rector to speak with him regarding that incident. After talking to him, I immediately come to my rector’s office and told him the story. He was very considerate. The next day, he went to our dean’s office and spoke regarding the situation. They asked me to prepare a promissory note that I will not cheat again and I did it and I was truthful with it.

January of 2005, our Novice Master came to Manila and informed us that our Postulancy program is successful and it’s about time for us to apply for Novitiate. Result to our application was released March of same year and I was granted to continue my novitiate. Few days after receiving the good news, my rector called me again, telling me that our dean called again and told him that I cheated again and I am totally expelled now from school. I left the seminary as a failure.

During Holy week, while spending time contemplating in front of the Blessed Sacrament in our parish, I received his message telling me that If I will just be silent, it seems that I admit the accusation. I then decide and asked for His help and courage. After Easter Sunday, I constantly come to our school to see if Fr. Tagura (College Dean) was in. Several days after, I met him finally. I told him that I did not come to be admitted again in the seminary or to their school but to clear my name. I stand on my belief that I had been truthful with my promissory note and I did not cheat, but still he is convinced with what he believes. We end up to a confrontation, in the end; I realized that whatever I tell him, nothing can change his mind. I left his office asking for an apology for the confrontation and go back to Scalabrini Formation House and told Fr. Nilo what had happened.

Two months later, I got a good job, kept myself busy and enjoyed the life outside. I am very much hesitant to tell others my experience inside because I’m afraid of rejection. Later, I realized that it is part of me and I learned a lot of thing in it. At this point of realization, I freely share my experience with other not minding if they will understand or reject me. After a year, I got a job offer here in Saudi Arabia. I am very thankful now with the Scalabrinians, being missionaries to the migrants, I learned a lot of things and using them in my stay here. Thanks to Fr. Tagura, he made me strong and taught me to stand on my belief.

Lately, I found myself thinking if I did the right decision of not giving seminary life second chance. As I weigh my experience inside the seminary and my current life, though I had a not so good experience inside the seminary, I can say that it is more rewarding and fulfilling. Yes, now I can buy what I want, I am traveling abroad, have a wonderful girlfriend. But the spiritual satisfaction that I found inside the formation process is more worthy than these things.

Now I'm going home

Morning comes and I must go; day is breaking yonder.
After all the places I have been, now Im going home.
I have been to seek the sky, to travel on the highway
And the time has come, I dont know why
Im going home.

Where is the answer to so many questions
I dont know, so I begin another journey
Where is the meaning for my world
I see the answer now...

Usapang Pag-ibig (Love Talk)

Isang makabagbag damdaming liham kasaysayan nanaman ang ating natangap sa araw na ito. Itago na lng natin sya sa pangalang Lady Blue. I met her only through net and never expect that she will share her story with me.

She felt really bad and asked me if it’s ok to have a talk. As usual, to have something to write on my column, I tried to talk to her… Joke!!! I told her if it’s ok for her to share her sentiments with me, I’m willing to listen.

I asked her kung bakit siya malungkot. She then replied that she and her boyfriend agreed that their going to chat tonight but her bf did not show up. She even bought new webcam for her bf to see her. I told her to just try to understand. Her bf might have some emergency. Better talk to him the reason behind. To cheer her up and to see her, I asked her to put on her cam so not to waste the time she spent in buying her new cam.

And so we had a c2c chat (ang pangit pakingan.. hahaha) anyway, so our serious talk began. I learned that this was her first time to have a relationship, (xempre, wla pa kaya kami 1month magkakilala and through net lang). As I was saying, she never had bf/gf relationship before 'coz she found herself difficult to trust others. Now she's taking the chance to trust and have her first boyfriend. But still something bothers her "Is my boyfriend serious with me? I am already giving my full trust to him but I'm afraid that one day I will learn that he is not serious with our relationship."

"Loving someone is taking risk, it is a game of chance. Give your full trust to the person but Love him as what you think how he wants you to love him."

We are oblige to give our full trust to the person we love, but we cannot dictate how will our partner suppose to return that trust. In a relationship, only the extremities of trust is present, there is no inbetween only a 100% or a 0% trust. We cannot tell the person that we trust him or her 50%. It shows that there is a doubt and you really not trust the person.

In loving, we cannot dictate our partner how he or she will commit themselves to us, that's selfishness.

Falling out of love in one time or another is part of a relationship. It depends to the couple on how are they going to handle the situation.

Take risk to love. But don't demand too much. (nakakasakal yun...)

I want to quote my Philisophy of Man Professor during my seminary years. "To know that you are ready to love others, you have to assess how you love yourself. You must love yourself first fully and when this love overflows, that's the time you are ready to share it with others..."


Lady Blue, thanks for sharing with me your story and hope that you learned something from our short talk. Hope to chat with you again sooner to know and learn more from each other...