<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338</id><updated>2011-10-25T20:56:15.256+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering Mind...</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts, experiences, observations, views, desires, ideas, humor, inspirations, emotions, insights...ahhh whatever! With a touch...of the WORD!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-2650338585185938528</id><published>2010-07-01T21:10:00.010+04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:15:48.491+04:00</updated><title type='text'>His Comforting Never...Never a Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whew!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Been tossed by the wind for a while, perhaps due to the mountinous challenges crossing my path. And responding to those perceived hurdles sometimes seems quite an affair---yeah! an engagement that makes you loose the focus you were keeping since....in just a blink of an eye. That stare and attention increasingly thrown to the overwhelming activities somehow can blurred your vision which could result to becoming desperate or mightily drawn to "things" and thus, brings one to a fall....a big and damaging one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is definitely faithful even if we, at times aren't. He always sends a definitive signal in a very obvious manner fitting to our level of comprehension--that all excuses to decline becomes too inexcusable to even think of it. Though harsh reality and the urge to manufacture or manipulate our own significance could snatch us again, yet still the soft voice never cease to persist. Getting back and walking in the right path appears to be easier when we let go (gulp!) and let God take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, a soothing and refreshing soft air comforting our mermerized wandering mind is suddenly not an imagination anymore. A clean concience brought about by the " heavenly push" and a better choice is surely "a never been better" condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occured to me, that very treasurable promise of His comforting "Never". Those wonderful words that cures loneliness and reinforce the confidence that I have Someone bigger than any predicament walking alongside with me. And never again, will I allow myself to never remember His comforting "Never" which is absolutely never a lie.&lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...NEVER will I leave you, NEVER will I forsake you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 13:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "NEVER will I leave you; NEVER will I forsake you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-2650338585185938528?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2650338585185938528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=2650338585185938528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/2650338585185938528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/2650338585185938528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/07/his-comforting-nevernever-lie.html' title='His Comforting Never...Never a Lie'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-7220931279560665953</id><published>2010-06-26T16:41:00.007+04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T18:06:39.314+04:00</updated><title type='text'>O. F. W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;A piece I picked from internet mail going around which I think is a good expression to post and further dramatize the general reality of OFW's predicaments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa may asawa, kapatid, anak, kaibigan, at kamag-anak na OFW.&lt;br /&gt;At lalo na sa mga gustong mangibang-bansa...Nais ko rin ibahagi sa inyo, ang natanggap kong email na ito.&lt;br /&gt;Maaaring makatulong ito upang lalong maintindihan ng bawa't isa ang tunay na ibig sabihin ng pagiging isang OFW (Isa ako sa milyun-milyong kababayan natin). Tiyak na may mapupulot tayong aral dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mayaman ang OFW - We have this notion na 'pag OFW o nasa abroad ay mayaman na. Hindi totoo yun. A regular OFW might earn from P20K-P30K per month depende sa lokasyon. Yung mga taga-Saudi or US siguro ay mas malaki ang sweldo, but to say that they're rich is a fallacy (Amen!).&lt;br /&gt;Malaki ang pangangailangan kaya karamihan sa amin ay nag-a-abroad. Maraming bunganga ang kailangang pakainin kaya umaalis kami sa Pinas. Madalas, 3/4 o kalahati ng sweldo ay napupunta sa tuition ng anak at gastusin ng pamilya. Mahirap maging OFW - Kailangan namin magtipid hangga't kaya. Oo, masarap ang pagkain sa abroad pero madalas na paksiw o adobo (hindi kc agad nasisira ito) at itlog lang tinitira para makaipon. Pagdating ng kinsenas o katapusan, ang unang tinitingnan eh ang conversion ng peso sa dollar o rial o euro. Mas okay na kami na lang ang magutom kaysa gutumin ang pamilya. Kapag umuuwi kami, kailangan may baon/pasalubong kahit konti, kasi maraming kamag-anak ang sumusundo sa airport o naghihintay sa probinsya. Alam nyo naman 'pag Pinoy, yung tsismis na OFW ka eh surely attracts a lot of kin. Kapag hindi mo nabigyan ng pasalubong eh magtatampo na yun at sisiraan ka na. Well, hindi naman lahat pero I'm sure sa mga OFW dito eh may mga pangyayaring ganun.&lt;br /&gt;Magtatrabaho ka sa bansang iba ang tingin at trato sa gaya nating mga Pinoy, kahit na masipag at mas may utak tayo kaysa sa kanila. Malamang marami ang naka-experience na nang pang-gugulang o discrimination to their various workplaces. Sige lang, tiis lang, iiiyak na lang namin kasi kawawa naman pamilya 'pag umuwi kami sa pinas.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, wala ka naman talagang maasahang trabaho sa Philippines ngayon. Mahal ang bigas, ang gatas, ang sardinas, ang upa sa apartment. Tiis lang kahit maraming pasaway sa trabaho, kahit may sakit at walang nag-aalaga, kahit hindi masarap ang tsibog, kahit pangit ang working conditions, kahit delikado, kahit mahirap. Kapag nakapag-padala na kami, okay na yun, tawag lang, "hello! kumusta na kayo?".&lt;br /&gt;Hindi bato kaming mga OFW - Tao rin ang OFW, hindi kami money o cash machine. Napapagod rin, nalulungkot (madalas), nagkakasakit (na-endoscopy ako), nag-iisip (nakapag-adjust na) at nagugutom (palagi). Kailangan din ang suporta, kundi man physically, emotionally o spiritually (especially ito) man lang.&lt;br /&gt;Tumatanda rin kaming mga OFW - Sa mga nakausap at nakita ko, marami ang panot at kalbo na. Most of them have signs and symptoms of hypertension, coronary artery disease and arthritis. Yet, they continue to work thinking about the family they left behind. Marami ang nasa abroad, 20-30 years na, pero wala pa ring ipon. Kahit anong pagpapakahirap, sablay pa rin. Masakit pa kung olats rin ang sinusuportahang pamilya sa Pinas - ang anak adik o nabuntis/nakabuntis; ang asawa/gf/bf may kinakasamang iba; ang kapatid nakuntento na lang na umasa at tumambay. Naalala ko tuloy ang sikat na kanta dati, "NAPAKASAKIT KUYA EDDIE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayani kaming mga OFW - Totoo yun! Ngayon ko lang na-realize na bayani ang OFW sa maraming bagay. Hindi bayani na tulad ni Nora Aunor o Flor Contemplacion. Bayani in the truest sense of the word. Hindi katulad ni Rizal o Bonifacio na kalayaan ang ipinaglaban. Mas higit pa dun, mas maraming giyera at gulo ang pinapasok ng OFW para lang mabuhay. Mas maraming pulitika ang kailangang suungin para lang tumagal sa trabaho lalo na't parang mga ahas at parang mga amag ang mga kasama sa trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;Mas mahaba ang pasensya namin kaysa sa mga ordinaryong kongresista o senador sa Philippines dahil sa takot namin na mawalan ng trabaho at sweldo. Matindi kaming mga OFW - Matindi ang pinoy. Matindi pa sa daga, o cockroaches which survived the cataclysmic evolution. Maraming sakripisyo pero walang makitang tangible solutions or consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas naming mga OFW, swerte ng mga buwayang pulitiko - Hindi umuupo ang OFW para magbigay ng autograph o interbyuhin ng media (unless nakidnap o na-maltrato). Madalas nasa sidelines lang ang OFW. Kapag lilisan ng bansa, malungkot and on the verge of tears; Kapag dumadating, swerte 'pag may sundo (madalas naman meron); Kapag naubos na ang ipon at wala nang maibigay, wala na rin ang kamag-anak. Sana sikat kaming mga OFW para may boses kami sa Kamara.&lt;br /&gt;Ang swerte ng mga buwayang pulitiko nakaupo lang sila at ginagastusan ng pera ng Filipino. Hindi nga sila naiinitan ng matinding araw o napapaso ng&lt;br /&gt;langis; napagagalitan at nasasampal ng amo; kumakain ng paksiw para makatipid; nakatira sa compound with conditions less than favorable; nakikisama sa ibang lahi para mabuhay. Ang swerte ninyong mga buwayang pulitiko kayo, sobrang swerte ninyo.&lt;br /&gt;Matatag kaming mga OFW - Matatag ang OFW, mas matatag pa sa sundalo o kung ano pang grupo na alam nyo. Magaling sa reverse psychology, negotiations at counter-attacks.&lt;br /&gt;Tatagal ba ang OFW? - Tatagal at dadami pa kami hangga't hindi pa natin alam kung kailan magbabago ang Philippines , kailan nga kaya?... o may tsansa pa ba? Kung walang tunay na matino na mamumuno sa bansa malamang na dadami pa kaming makikipagsapalaran. &lt;br /&gt;Masarap isipin na kasama mo ang pamilya mo araw-araw. Nakikita mo mga anak mong lumalaki at naaalagaan ng maayos na kasama ka. Masarap kumain ng sitaw, ng bagoong, lechon, inihaw na isda, taba ng talangka. Masarap manood ng pelikulang Pinoy, luma man o bago.&lt;br /&gt;Iba pa rin ang pakiramdam kung kilala mo at nakakakuwenttuhan mo ang kapitbahay mo. Iba pa rin sa Philippines; iba pa rin kapag Pinoy ang kasama mo except ('pag hambog at utak-talangka); Iba pa rin 'pag nagkukwento ka at naiintindihan ng iba ang sinasabi mo; Iba pa rin ang tunog ng "mahal kita!", "day, ginahigugma tika"," "Mingaw na ko nimo ba, kalagot!", " Inday, diin ka na subong haw? ganahan guid ko simo ba".&lt;br /&gt;Iba pa rin talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang, tiis lang, saan ba't darating din ang pag-asa. Babangon din tayo pag namulat na ang nakakarami para gawin ang di pa nagagawa. Darating din yun. Kung may kamag-anak kang OFW mapalad ka at wala ka d2 sa kinalalagyan namin at anjan ka kasama mo ang mga mahal mo sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;Kung OFW ka at binabasa mo ito, mabuhay ka dahil ikaw ang tunay na BAYANI ng lahing PILIPINO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 104:23:&lt;br /&gt;Man goes forth to his work&lt;br /&gt;And to his labor until evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-7220931279560665953?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7220931279560665953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=7220931279560665953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/7220931279560665953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/7220931279560665953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-f-w.html' title='O. F. W.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-3874096359663594088</id><published>2010-05-09T17:46:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T10:36:30.534+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog for my Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Pleasant Day!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;I am quite in a bit of hesitation writing a piece about my mom, I mean.., to all mothers in the world because I don't want to sound like a mama's boy in the process. I am a bigger than average filipino guy you know, and its kind of awkward for a grown up man to talk about the "things" regarding mommy, it somehow makes me feel I'm exposing men's weakness and soft spot. Quite unlikely  a man's talk, but what the heck..I love all the MOMS who undergone and still undergoing sacrifices, walking extra, extra mile for their siblings in the name of love. That is why, I presume, great men existed and still existing because there are great women,--mothers to be specific, who lovingly nurtured and developed the well being of such greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my seminar hopping days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clearly recall the words of one speaker who uttered one proverb of the jews accordingly, "That God couldn't be everywhere therefore He made Mothers" We know its not true from the biblical point of view for God is Omnipresent. But the thing is...perhaps..,Jews came up with that idea due to their high regard of each mothers' role in the life of a human being. 'Cause good and godly mothers know that it really takes more blood and sweat to turn a house to home where children could find refuge, guidance, and strength that will enable them to discover and fulfill their purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my childhood days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the very process on how my mom stand and supported my father when his company went bankrupt. We're on ground zero and future is so bleak. I sometimes caught her shedding tears with much worries for our future. She usually gather us and utter these these words (that until now still ringing in my ears), &lt;em&gt;"Anak ayokong magaya kayo sa akin, gusto kong makatapos kayo. May awa ang Diyos."&lt;/em&gt; In that dim situation of lackness, she never displayed any pessimism nor utter negative remarks and point to hopelessness. And it was that example which introduced me to what they call "&lt;strong&gt;FAITH" on SOMEONE SO BIG&lt;/strong&gt; yet I don't see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Just Today...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked back, I have realized a valedictorian revelation--that apart from God's love generally manifested thru every mother's cuddling and comforting care,...a man's strength has nothing to air. Truly true as it is..., A mothers' love is often a personification of God's Unconditional Perfect Love.&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect to every hardworking smart man as myself :), &lt;em&gt;"Though our work is from rising of sun to dawn, it's still incomparable to mother's work which is never done."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaya po...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;div align=justify&gt;Inay Mahal na mahal ko po kayo! I don't care kahit sabihin nila na mama's boy ako. Uulitin ko pa rin!!....Mahal na mahal ko po Kayo! Isusulat ko pa sa Blog ko 'to at ipa-publish in the world wide web.&lt;br /&gt;Sapagkat para po sa akin, you are like a neverending song of comfort, happiness, and being. And when I sing out loud, I may sometimes forget the words but I will never-ever forget the tune.&lt;br /&gt;And now...that my kids are grown, I somehow understand how much work and love it takes to raise and to keep a family together. The example of your strength, devotion and patience is now rippling through the generations.  I can't Thank you enough!&lt;br /&gt;You are the Creator's gift that one would want to cling forever. You have given much---beyond my measure.&lt;br /&gt;And someday, when I stand before God,... I will never forget to thank Him everytime, for providing your presence in my life! I LOVE YOU INAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mother's day to all Great MOMS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exo 20:12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-3874096359663594088?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/3874096359663594088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=3874096359663594088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/3874096359663594088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/3874096359663594088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-blog-for-my-mom.html' title='My Blog for my Mom!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-1805708235583143113</id><published>2010-05-08T13:56:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:44:32.657+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote! and Vote Wisely with your Conscience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;'Been quite busy posting campaign materials in internet to express, relay and emphasize my sentiments and stand in line with my choice of candidate...sabi nga ng anak ko parang second fan page na ni President Eddie Villanueva and FB account ko...hehehe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these email message story that I perceived to be so timely and sensible for posting again in my blog. It may somehow make us, be reminded to vote wisely for our future. Please read through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The story goes like this....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Philippine Senator was tragically hit by a car and died. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you." "No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."&lt;br /&gt;"Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.&lt;br /&gt;The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the Filipino people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.&lt;br /&gt;Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity." The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."&lt;br /&gt;So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.&lt;br /&gt;The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders."I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil smiles at him and says, &lt;em&gt;"Yesterday we were campaigning ...Today, you voted."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please Note....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We have given lawyers, soldiers, actors, etc. a chance to serve the country. It is our prayer that our people give a pastor-economist-educator-freedom fighter, a man of character, competence, courage, and compassion, a chance to serve the country, too.---Atty. Lyndon P. Cana &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then Ponder this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-Um8MAnr7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/aOopl2gpJK4/s1600/Bro.+Eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-Um8MAnr7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/aOopl2gpJK4/s320/Bro.+Eddie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468820137969168306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-UtFibqyoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KunAdRPDZxs/s1600/Again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-UtFibqyoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KunAdRPDZxs/s320/Again.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468826895676787330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-UicLWdP-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/P_2xKHAxvB4/s1600/Crowds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-UicLWdP-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/P_2xKHAxvB4/s320/Crowds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468815189989998562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-UlS0uff2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NPGRVfG1LA4/s1600/Real+Survey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-UlS0uff2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NPGRVfG1LA4/s320/Real+Survey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468818327832854370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-qwO9nNpMI/AAAAAAAAABk/t9a8kIkocrw/s1600/Sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-qwO9nNpMI/AAAAAAAAABk/t9a8kIkocrw/s320/Sea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470378468498580674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;The Crowd of Millions who came willingly and sympathetic for the cause, without any &lt;em&gt;"bayad o suhol"&lt;/em&gt; staying from daylight till night time. Unfortunately, they were not highlighted by media because Bro. EDDIE is not the candidate of some big and seemingly biased networks, aside from the fact that Bangon Pilipinas has no big budget to pay them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the REAL unpaid and non-manipulated survey. And among the presidential candidates, only and ONLY BRO.EDDIE-who is a man of integrity, with no tracks of traditional moneyed politics and only beholden to GOD and Country, can motivate this overwhelming display of people's fervor and passionate love for GOD and our Country! A true leader indeed!!, worthy of your sacred vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gawin natin ang di pa nagagawa, Zero Corruption for the Next Six Years at babangon tayo." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed voting day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal.&lt;br /&gt;Deut. 30:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This day I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and yuor children may live."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-1805708235583143113?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1805708235583143113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=1805708235583143113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/1805708235583143113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/1805708235583143113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/05/vote-and-vote-wisely-with-your.html' title='Vote! and Vote Wisely with your Conscience.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-Um8MAnr7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/aOopl2gpJK4/s72-c/Bro.+Eddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-8688059140676224659</id><published>2010-04-26T16:27:00.006+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:57:50.836+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength."&lt;em&gt;Philippians 4:12-13 (NIV)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Has God ever hurt your feelings?  I'll be honest, sometimes I'll read those verses from Philippians listed above and think to myself, "This is a tough pill to swallow." &lt;br /&gt;Content in any and every situation? &lt;br /&gt;Really? &lt;br /&gt;A few years ago my daughter was a state champion gymnast. To see her do gymnastics was like looking at God smile. She was beautiful, graceful, and captivating to watch. &lt;br /&gt;Then one night while practicing for one of the largest tournaments she'd ever competed in, she fell. It was a move she'd done hundreds of times with the greatest of ease. But this time something went terribly wrong and that one mistake ended her gymnastic dreams. &lt;br /&gt;We spent a year going from doctor to doctor only to be told she'd never be able to support the weight of her body on her injured shoulder again. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, this was a tough pill to swallow. Watching a 14 year-old girl wrestle with the fact that her dreams were stripped from her doesn't exactly lend itself to feelings of contentment. Now, I know in the grand scheme of life, people face much worse situations. But in her world, this was huge. &lt;br /&gt;It was so tempting to want to wallow in the "why" questions and tell God He'd hurt our feelings. &lt;br /&gt;Why did this happen? &lt;br /&gt;Why didn't You stop this God? &lt;br /&gt;Why weren't my prayers answered? &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been there? Have you ever had a big situation in your life where you just couldn't process why God would allow this to happen? Or maybe even a small annoyance like losing your keys or having a flat tire on a morning you really needed to be somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;It's so tempting to wallow in the why. &lt;br /&gt;Asking why is perfectly normal. Asking why isn't unspiritual. However, if asking this question pushes us farther from God rather than drawing us closer to Him, it is the wrong question. &lt;br /&gt;If asking the why question doesn't offer hope, &lt;strong&gt;"What"&lt;/strong&gt; will? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The what question. &lt;br /&gt;In other words: "Now that this is my reality, what am I supposed to do with it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Philippians 4:8, "Finally brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things" (NIV).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I like to call this verse "directions on where to park my mind." &lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly what Ashley has had to do with her dashed gymnastics dreams. Instead of wallowing in why did this happen, I've had to help her say: &lt;br /&gt;This is my reality, now what am I going to do with it? &lt;br /&gt;What can I learn from this? &lt;br /&gt;What part of this is for my protection? &lt;br /&gt;What other opportunities could God be providing? &lt;br /&gt;What maturity could God be building into me? &lt;br /&gt;Switching from the why to the what questions paves the road to parking our minds in a much better place. &lt;br /&gt;Is it always easy? Nope. &lt;br /&gt;But is it a way to find a perspective beyond situations where we feel God has allowed something in our lives we don't understand and we absolutely don't like? Yes. I pray this helps you today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Just received this message from a friend thru email amd I was bless...,that's why I posted it, in the hope that you may be bless likewise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phil. 4:12-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-8688059140676224659?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/8688059140676224659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=8688059140676224659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/8688059140676224659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/8688059140676224659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-what-it-is-to-be-in-need-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-6785388125287486165</id><published>2010-04-22T16:33:00.009+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:14:41.774+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro. Eddie...A Re-post from his site</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS BROTHER EDDIE C. VILLANUEVA?&lt;br /&gt;Brother Eddie C. Villanueva is one of the nation’s leading church leaders who has touched the lives of many Filipinos here and abroad as Spiritual Director and President of Jesus Is Lord (JIL) Church and Chairman of the nation-wide Philippines for Jesus Movement (PJM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beyond spiritual commitments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bro. Eddie is beyond his spiritual preoccupations. Apart from being a deeply spiritual man with strong moral convictions and high ethical principles, he is most of all a Filipino who loves his country and his people and a man who is committed to leading the transformation of the Philippines into a prosperous and respectable nation through the Bagong Pilipinas, Bagong Pilipino Movement which he also heads.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://broeddie.ph/humble-but-illustrious-beginning/"&gt;•Humble But Illustrious Beginning &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://broeddie.ph/academic-achiever/"&gt;•Academic Achiever &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://broeddie.ph/recipient-of-various-citations/"&gt;•Recipient of Various Citations &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://broeddie.ph/multimedia-practitioner/"&gt;•Multimedia practitioner &lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://broeddie.ph/what-does-brother-eddie-c-villanueva-stand-for/"&gt;•Our Roadmap to Bagong Pilipinas, Bagong Pilipino &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUBOK ANG KATAUHAN (Character)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bro. Eddie is not beholden to any political power, to any economic-business power, to any smuggling syndicate, gambling syndicate, drug syndicate. Bro. Eddie is not beholden to anyone except to God and to the Filipino people.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Buong pusong nagmamahal sa Diyos at Bayan&lt;br /&gt;• Tapat sa kanyang asawa at pamilya&lt;br /&gt;• 1996 Ulirang Ama Awardee&lt;br /&gt;• Tatlumpu’t isang (31) taong naglingkod sa simbahan nang may integridad&lt;br /&gt;• May paninindigang ipaglaban ang tama at totoo, maging sa gitna ng mga banta sa kanyang buhay&lt;br /&gt;• May prinsipyong hindi nabibili. Student leader pa lamang, sinuhulan ng blank check ng isang mayamang negosyante upang itigil ang pagkampi sa mga manggagawa ngunit ito’y kanyang tinutulan at sa halip ay lalo lamang naglingkod sa maliliit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUBOK ANG KAKAYAHAN (Competence)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We want a man who is righteous and a man who fears God above all. We want a man who cannot be blinded by power and selfish ambition. We need a man whose passion is driven by his convictions. We need a man who cannot be bought. There is such a man who dared to stand against all odds, a man who cannot be bought. The man is Bro.Eddie Villanueva.” –Sultan Ismael Kiram II, May 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Naging outstanding student leader, best debater, at academic scholar sa kanyang apat na taon sa kolehiyo.&lt;br /&gt;• Nagturo ng Economics at Finance sa Polytechnic Univesity of the Philippines (PUP) kung saan din sya nagtapos ng Bachelor of Science major in Economics and minor in Finance.&lt;br /&gt;• Siyam na taong nanungkulan bilang miyembro ng Board of Regents ng PUP kung saan kanyang ibinigay ang buong sweldo sa PUP scholarship fund at hanggang ngayon ay may personal scholars.&lt;br /&gt;• May anim (6) na Doctoral Degrees, kabilang ang Doctor in Education Management, Philosophy in Humanity, at Divinity.&lt;br /&gt;• Mahusay na tagapangasiwa, mula sa 15 estudyante noong 1978 ay napamunuan ang Jesus Is Lord Movement na isa na ngayong multi-national organization na nasa 44 na mga bansa sa mundo&lt;br /&gt;• Upang magtaguyod ng mahusay na edukasyon sa mga kabataan, itinatag ang eskwelahan ng JIL Colleges Foundation sa Bocaue, Bulacan na may 30 sangay na ngayon sa iba’t ibang probinsya ng Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;• Numero unong rekumendado ng Personnel Management Association of the Philippines(PMAP) bilang Pangulo ng Pilipinas noong 2004.&lt;br /&gt;• Nag-aral ng abogasya sa University of the Philippines at nahinto lamang nang makulong sa pakikipaglaban para sa demokrasya noong 1970s dahil sa Martial Law &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUBOK ANG KATAPANGAN (Courage) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Natatakot sila pag si Bro. Eddie ang naging pangulo, walang tatakbuhan ang mga nagpahirap sa sambayang Pilipino.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Dalawang beses nabaril dahil sa pakikipaglaban para sa karapatan ng mga manggagawa, magsasaka, at mangingisda sa Bulacan.&lt;br /&gt;• Dalawang beses nakulong noong Martial Law sa pakikipaglaban para sa demokrasya.&lt;br /&gt;• Humarap sa maraming death threats at assassination attempts dahil sa pagkampi sa mga manggagawa, magsasaka, mangingisda, naapi at maliliit.&lt;br /&gt;• Dahil sa pagpapakulong sa nagsabwatang huwes, piskal, mga pulis at mga abugado ng negosyanteng nangamkan ng lupa ng maliliit na magsasaka sa Bulacan, siya at ang kanyang pamilya’y pinasabugan ng granada ngunit lahat sila’y himalang nakaligtas&lt;br /&gt;• Lumaban sa ospital na tumangging tanggapin at gamutin ang agaw-buhay na maysakit na walang perang pang deposito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUBOK ANG MALASAKIT SA KAPWA (Compassion)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ipapahayag natin tama na sobra na ang inhustisya, ang kurapsyon, ang kahirapan ng lahing Pilipino! Sobra na ang kahihiyan na inaabot ng mga kababayan natin sa ibang bansa. Panahon na para magkaisa ang sambayanang Pilipino at ibangon natin ang bansang Pilipinas!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Nagtayo ng isang bahaytuluyan na mahigit 20 taon nang kumukupkop ng mga problemadong OFW sa Hongkong at nanindigan din laban sa wage cut ng mga OFW doon.&lt;br /&gt;• Nanguna sa pagpapalaya ng walong Pilipina mula sa prostitusyon sa Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;• Nagtawag ng re-trial para kay Flor Contemplacion, isang Filipina domestic helper na binitay sa Singapore noong 1995.&lt;br /&gt;• Nagsulong ng suporta para kay Sarah Balabagan upang mapalaya sa tiyak na kamatayan sa United Arab Emirates noon 1996.&lt;br /&gt;• Tumulong sa Sumilao farmers sa pag-angkin ng kanilang benepisyo sa ilalim ng Comprehensive Agrarian Reform Program.&lt;br /&gt;• Bagamat estudyante pa lamang, naipakulong ang nagsabwatang huwes, piskal, mga pulis, at mga abugado ng negosyanteng nangamkam ng lupa ng ilang maliliit na magsasaka sa Bulacan.&lt;br /&gt;• Isa sa mga nakipaglaban upang maigawad sa PUP ang 20 ektaryang lupang kinatitirikan ngayon ng eskwelahan sa Sta.Mesa, Manila para magamit ng mahihirap na estudyante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends....&lt;br /&gt;Do not be swayed....&lt;br /&gt;Don't Bet your Vote....&lt;br /&gt;Just Vote and Vote Wisely...&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eph. 1:18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I pray also that the eyes of your heart maybe enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-6785388125287486165?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6785388125287486165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=6785388125287486165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/6785388125287486165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/6785388125287486165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/04/bro-eddiea-re-post-from-his-site.html' title='Bro. Eddie...A Re-post from his site'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-2227092168066497250</id><published>2010-04-06T11:57:00.015+04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:13:07.183+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Video Link...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;I don't usually post a video link co'z I want to express my thoughts and emotions in my way of words,..,And from this.., I, somehow, feel accomplished and relieved. 'Dunno why?....... But this one is sooo nice, soo true and convincing!!, that I feel compelled to share it in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very &lt;strong&gt;REVEALING&lt;/strong&gt;, Very &lt;strong&gt;TOUCHING&lt;/strong&gt; and so &lt;strong&gt;PERSUASIVE&lt;/strong&gt; that one soul could possibly become instantly transformed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This video seems to come with great pressures of conviction, filled with facts and substances that can deliver a big blow to a wandering mind (like me!) and could produced a sweeping force to one's thought in the direction, pointing to a  decision for a better and freeing choice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So indulge and decide my friends.... Follow the link and watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=115414421802518&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;PULONG PAG-ASA [HQ]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the gifted and wandering mind that produced this presentation, &lt;strong&gt;Mr Educier Tulio III&lt;/strong&gt;....My respects and salutes to your beautiful piece. Keep on keeping on....for the cause!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse Meal:&lt;br /&gt;Exodus 18:21&lt;br /&gt;"But select capable men from all the people--men who fear God, trustworthy men who hate dishonest gain--and appoint them as officials over thousands, hundreds, fifties and tens."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-2227092168066497250?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2227092168066497250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=2227092168066497250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/2227092168066497250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/2227092168066497250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/04/video-link.html' title='A Video Link...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-6605966897614155238</id><published>2010-03-06T13:47:00.063+04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:28:06.320+04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Face Of and In Politics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Bumabangon na raw ang Pilipinas.., Bakeet? Natutulog ba? Iyan po ang mga palasak kong naririnig sa mga kababayang namimilosopo..pero sa totoo lang po, If you observed keenly and listen to what foreign people are saying, talaga pong lugmok na ang Mahal nating Bayan. We are a nation badly damaged by corruption, ipagpaumanhin nyo po pero..gone are the days of principled politics and politicians, medyo dumarami na raw po ang lahi ng mga politiko nating "buwaya". It's been released by no less than World Bank or IMF ba?... that 40-50% of our taxes are chanelled into corruption. Pambihira, pati corruption may budget na sa kaban ng bayan and ironically it is skyrocketing. Congrats! Pang-apat na yata tayo sa most corrupt country in the world. AHHH! Poor LUZVIMINDA....kailangan talagang bumangon ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Election...Again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this coming election, we are again presented an opportunity to use our sacred votes wisely. Piliin po nating mabuti ang mga kandidato, Let's validate them well, like the gold..,Let's put all of them in a furnace with flaming fire to determine their purity, huwag na tayong magpatanso, examine them, don't be carried away nor be swayed by popular opinions, winability and paid surveys. Like what I understand from our good bishops in CBCP. Look for substance and integrity, not personality and money, &lt;strong&gt;Vote Concientiously!&lt;/strong&gt; For this could spell the very opportunity for us to stand proud again as a nation like before. Let's promote a new face of politics....posible pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A New WHAT??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-Vx7N0MAVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/a-M8oygNFNY/s1600/Agents+of+Change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-Vx7N0MAVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/a-M8oygNFNY/s320/Agents+of+Change.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468902584646107474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! you got me right, A new Face of Politics.....consist of credible men and women with integrity, hindi po kayang tawaran..di mabibili ang prinsipyo, ika nga..the world is too poor to buy my convictions and principles... dahil alam nila that there is no profit even if they gain the whole world but lost their own soul. They profess it and they live it. People with umblemish record throughout their field of careers. They have their own dignified character and not a shadow of anyone belonging to traditional politics. They are willing to be under the microscopic checking vision of anyone who wishes to, at anytime while serving, dahil wala silang tinatagong corrupt activities that's why they are pushing for a transparent government na obviously ayaw ng mga trapo. Di po sila mga anghel..pero considered mga bayani ng bagong politika dahil handa nilang ibigay ang kani-kanilang buhay at banggain ang lumang sistema ng politics at kalabanin ang kasakiman ng mga malalakas na buwaya ...we need these kind of people now. God help us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kasi po..,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain dogma from certain people is being passed around implying us to choose between evil and lesser evil,...this makes my heart bleeds when some people considered this as a modern wisdom, implying hopelessness and absence of good people for good governance..Mga Kababayan Ko!!..we don't need to sink down to this level and believe such an inspiring(?) deception! We can choose from evil to better. May Pag-asa pa....Kaya pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kahit pa po....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some (if not many)of our present politicians do not fear to do wrong, and what they fear is to be caught doing wrong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;And this has been their way of life, and exponentialy spreading to some other government's departments and offices as well...Gagawa ng maraming arguments and gimmicks to divert, delay and escape justice if smoke becomes visible. We are poor and still becoming poorer. And sadly, these people among us are more inclined to occupy a position rather than to contribute for uplifment of the people's livelihood. We really need a new Face Of and In Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just an acquired insight...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-VzgS4ZUyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YmW2gAseTxI/s1600/Bro.+EDDIE+V..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-VzgS4ZUyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YmW2gAseTxI/s320/Bro.+EDDIE+V..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468904321172722466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think that changing the system is good as the situation calls for it, but currently, It's not primarily the system that needs to be change! I think, it's the people behind the system who are tasked to implement it. How many systems did we change for the past years yet our condition still worsens. If we are to truly change this nation towards greatness, we must first undergo changes from within, &lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE ONLY CHANGED PEOPLE CAN BRING ABOUT AN EFFECTIVE CHANGE!&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;And I'm being persuaded with such convictions that those people, irrespective of religion, who values real change with complete dependance to God are who we should vote in the government positions today.&lt;/em&gt; Nasubukan na po natin lahat ng mga trapong magagaling daw. With all those gifts of intelligence, patriotism, inheritance and experience they possess accordingly(?), yet where are we today?, it HURTS, but as a nation, we fail...and again, fail miserably! kasi po mas nauuna yata yung personal interes at utang na loob sa mga malalaking politiko at negosyante kaysa sa Diyos at Bayan. Again..A New Face of and In Politics is WANTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIM at the CENTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apart from ME you can do NOTHING!&lt;/em&gt; This is what the good Book says...Look, I don't want to sound a holier than thou religious guy here because I am not!, but considering our current position, I have come to a viewpoint that we need no less than a miracle to rise again. And we can never have that miracle without GOD. Our many politicians talk about God especially in this election season, but many fail to walk accordingly. Our political history has been telling us that. Many tend to compromise at times when nobody's looking and when we talk about God in our marketplace or offices, we somehow declined it by shifting to a more interesting topic daw..parang showbiz na rin ...kakahiya eh..wala sa lugar..,corny. Perhaps this is the very reason why we are now where we are...simply because we did not dare to elect a true godly man to put God where He should be---and that's IN THE MIDST OF OUR EVERY ACTIVITIES..co'z nowadays, it is widely considered out of context...dapat sa church lang Siya...In politics, some interpret it as seperation of church and state. And furthermore, this rule also applies when a known Godly people run for highest office as well,,my apologies, but I fail to see the point in there. Kahit sino ba pwedeng mag-presidente wag lang Pastor o Ebanghelista even if overwhelmingly qualified. We really need a BIG and radical change that should start and eminate from us thru our concientious way of choosing candidates. Sino pa ba ang unang aasahan sa tunay na pagbabago???..EDDIE TAYO! A new Face of and in politics.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAY EARNESTLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya nga many times now, I'm been finding myself calling to HIM for this miracle, that we could have a clean and honest election, that HE could put us, all filipinos in the place where He can reveal HIMSELF to us in a deeper, and personal manner, that we could elect thru our collective wisdom, a president and leaders who has the godliness, integrity, leadership and character embedded within them. They, who are not beholden to any big politicians nor businesses but beholden to only God and People! Kahit di po mayaman, kahit di po sikat, kahit walang inheritance at hindi trapo basta dapat subok na matapat at may paninidigan. Let's have that new Face in and of Politics for a new hope, improve standard, clean government and for the sake of our children's future. It's difficult to claim and promise ang anim na taong walang kurapsyon pero sa kamay ng mga taong tunay na naglilingkod sa Diyos at Bayan, POSIBLE ito at BABANGON TAYO!---MANIWALA KA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 14:34&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-6605966897614155238?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6605966897614155238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=6605966897614155238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/6605966897614155238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/6605966897614155238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-face-of-and-in-politics.html' title='New Face Of and In Politics.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zj72UiAozhU/S-Vx7N0MAVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/a-M8oygNFNY/s72-c/Agents+of+Change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-5394526212800356761</id><published>2010-02-13T14:16:00.016+04:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:29:55.237+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother Eddie....Exposed! - Just letting you know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Sino ba itong kandidato na natalo na nga last election eh kumakandidato pa? Halos nga nangulelat yata sya pero andyan na naman...bakettt??? sino sya? anong mayron sya at napakakulettt? Is this guy a wolf in a sheep clothing?? Baka mag-corrupt din yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Million votes lang....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   He's the head of JIL ministry daw boasting of more than 5M members pero 2 million votes daw lang ang bumoto that implicates even his flocks did not vote for him..pero teka...&lt;em&gt;HELLO!!!! Garci&lt;/em&gt;.. are you there....&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/em&gt;......tapos meron pang text sa bulacan na galing sa isang gentleman...&lt;em&gt;basta hanggang 2 million lang si Bro. Eddie&lt;/em&gt;., kaya ayun..the rest is history. Ang husay ng mga dyos-dyosan duon...Kulelat daw si Bro. Eddie...just letting you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's Sour Graping....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   After this bruhaha on elections..nagra-rally na naman sya at di daw matanggap pagkatalo...sour graping ba....but those people close to him..eh di naman daw.., kasi if you know him well, He's just the guy that will not, in anyways, support and tolerate a &lt;strong&gt;Big LIE&lt;/strong&gt;..kawawa naman ang masa kung gagawing normal na ang dayaan sa bawat eleksyon...kung natalo sya in a clean and honest election ayus lang yun...pero supporting a  big lie is quite another story...Hello Garci ...naging opisyal ka na ngayon, sikat ka na talaga Garci. Truly, bro. Eddie can forgive and he has done that but fotgetting the lesson from what has transfired...Hmmmm teka, especially when millions of the filipino people are at stake???...ibang usapan yata yun..,just letting you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Some Pastors disagree with him....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   Meron naman mga pastors that told us they love Bro. Eddie very much that's why they will not vote for him..dun nya lang sya sa mga flocks nya, his Highest calling...Galing noh?? seemingly a sound opinion...siguro na-miss nila that God can also make the man in priestly calling to be in a kingly appointment, kasi wala ng makitang qualified good guy to do a good governance...just like what happen to King David in the book of Zechariah. Di po ako pastor pero nalulungkot po lang ako dahil sinuportahan nila yung madame G na nag-I'm sorry na nga pero hanggang now eh namamayani pa rin ang korapsyon sa bayan ko...ano??? mag-a-I'm sorry ulit sya...why didn't they make a stand to support this man of integrity that won't support a lie...at narinig ko sa isang speech ng abugado, pagkatapos yata nun...may mga brand new na daw silang kotse..totoo kaya yun?...Hmmmm, sana naman hindi at joke lang yung speech na yun. ..just letting you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May pinag-aralan ba yan?.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   Pastor?? ano magagawa nyan sa gobyerno?, magpi-preach maghapon...di parang simbahan na rin ang malakanyang....teka, may nabasa ako, gradweyt daw sya ng economics at nagturo sa PUP ng finance, at economics. the longest member ng Board of Regent dun at ang honorarium daw ay di kinukuha dahil donation para sa mga scholars. Naging outstanding leader,scholar and best debater daw pala sya, may anim na doctoral degrees at numero unong kandidato ng PMAP nuong 2004, and those education were coupled with the Word of God, kasi nga daw education without Word of God can make a person a very wise...devil. Hhmmm may ibubuga pala to....just letting you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh ano kung edukado baka puro diploma lang wala namang tapang at paninindigan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   Nag-aral din pala sya ng abugasya...di nga lang nakatapos eh..kasi naman student activist yan, nakulong tuloy ng 2 beses nung martial law. Nilabanan pa yung mga opisyal ng munisipyo, judge, pulis atbp. na nagsabwatan para makamkam yung mga lupain ng maliliit na magsasaka...shocks!..naging political animal pala 'to at akalain mo naipakulong nya yung mga nagsabwatang yun estudyante pa lang sya....may rekord ha di lang salita. Dalawang beses pang binaril pero nakalusot, hinagisan pa nga ng granada, fragmented grenade daw galing sa mga nakaaway nya sa politics...nabuhay pa..milagro! nakarekord din yun,,sa peoples tonight at tempo pa yata..tapos may mga scientist yata at imbentor sa palace na nagluto ng kaso para sa kanya, isinampa na nga nung pinsan yata ng gentleman, may warrant of arrest na sya until now, nagtataka lang ako at ba't ayaw syang hulihin eh araw-araw naman andyan lang, sino kayang takot??? sya o yung kalaban nya...If God is with me, who can be against me.... just letting you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is his integrity for real...baka naman pakitang tao lang pag natapalan ng salapi eh masahol pa sa politiko...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   For the record daw...He has been visited by the so-called big names in politics too many times, one of them was a certain madame G from the palace, inalok daw syang maging cabinet member sa finance yata, mahusay talagang pumili si madame G, knowing his qualifications &amp; brilliance on economics, tapos, pati position pa sa mga naglalakihang corporation inalok din. Bah! eh tinangihan, in the world's standard eh katangahan yan Bro...milyun-milyun ang pinakawalan mo dyan Brod..wala ka namang hacienda ah, wala ka ring subdivisions o highway, yung maliit mo ngang lupa eh dinonate mo pa sa JIL para maging school para sa gustong mag-aral ng mababang halaga sayang yata...teka. may kasama pa daw millions of pesos na donation sa JIL funds sabi ni Madame..pambihira,,ayaw pa..at gusto lang daw nya ang genuine reforms para sa mga pilipino...meron pa ngang nag-follow-up after that, General daw, pumunta sa office nya..halos lumuhod pa nga sa kanya na tanggapin nya na yung offer...shocks..inayawan! True to his words...the world is too poor to buy my convictions and principles...integrity ba kamo??? all of these offers were in documents na hawak pa nya raw ngayon..just letting you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malasakit sa gawa at di sa salita....mero ba sya nyan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   Oo nga pala di nga natin alam, na may mga bahay na pinatayo yan...di para sa kanya ha, dun yun sa gawad kalinga para sa mga mahihirap...pati nga yung mga biktimang OFW sa hongkong pinatuyuan nya ng bahay na matutuluyan after getting donations from people who cares plus his..nanguna din nga sya sa laban para palayain yung mga nabiktima ng prostitusyon sa malaysia at kasama rin sya sa nakipaglaban para makuha yung 20 hectars ng lupa para sa PUP ngayon..akalain mo?! di naipa-media yun??? kung tutulong ka tumulong ka na lang...di naman kasi sya politiko, nagmamalasakit lang. Just letting you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height of Stupidity ito.... Bro. Eddie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  It is the height of stupidity for him to run for presidency....oo nga naman..co'z he's living a peaceful, simple and well respected life, happy with his wife, children and grandchildren, tapos papasok na naman sa politics, sisiraan ka lang, babatuhin..kung pwede nga lang ipako sa krus gagawin sa yo yun, kasi di na uso ngayon ang klase ng integridad mo Brod, binabaril at napapatay sa tarmac yan, mamuhay ka na lang ng tahimik, made ka na eh...satisfied na life mo. Just preach...will you? Kasi nga daw, evils triumph if the good men do nothing...that's why Bangon Pilipinas was born composed of real men of integrity at kawawa naman daw yung mga kabataan ngayon kung ipapamana eh...natural lang ang dayaan sa eleksyon, natural lang yung padulas sa gobyerno, palakasan para ka mapasok sa position at di dahil sa merits, nasa systema na yun kaya ok lang! Di daw deserving ang mga filipinos dun sa ganung klase ng gobyerno, kaya naman may Bangon Pilipinas para sa gobyernong walang kurapsyon at dayaan, yung bang pag hiningi mo yung rekord of assets and liabilities ng mga opisyal ay makukuha mo agad kasi walang itinatago...transparency ika nga..honest to goodness Philippine government. Pero...This vision could be another height of stupidity for some people who already gave up hope for a righteous government serving God &amp; country. Many have already flee to another countries, who can blame them, talamak na ang problema dito because of the overwhelming corruption in our country....pero, &lt;strong&gt;May Pag-asa pa&lt;/strong&gt;...babangon tayo...just letting you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND AGAIN...JUST LETTING YOU KNOW...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;   This Guy has the character, the qualities and the qualifications of a good and honest leader that our nation badly needs today, &lt;strong&gt;Let's not put another bad official in the palace by not voting, and/or not voting well&lt;/strong&gt;....wag na po tayong paloko, i-check po natin ang mga kandidato, kahit si Brother Eddie check nyo pa rin....pag nanloko yan...mananagot din sya sa DIYOS at BAYAN....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wandering mind goes for Bro. Eddie and the cause,...just letting you know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Dear children, do not let anyone lead you astray. He who does what is right is righteous, just as he is righteous. 1Jonh3:7 NIV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-5394526212800356761?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5394526212800356761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=5394526212800356761' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/5394526212800356761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/5394526212800356761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2010/02/brother-eddieexposed-just-letting-you.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Brother Eddie....Exposed! - Just letting you know...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-5306663123322804674</id><published>2008-09-26T01:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:20:00.221+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to....Whew!</title><content type='html'>Back to the dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Whew! 'Hot in here. ,Just came off from vacation ('wonder why it's always seems short when it's finished) and still picturing myself with my beautiful wife and daughters kidding in our front lawn. Whew! here comes the sandstorm, heat wave, humidity and camels.....why the hell am I......(excuse me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to bed space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I miss my home already upon seeing my limited space where I am charge with amount equivalent to one month rent of a decent house from where I've been. I always can't help it but ask those questions that I already knew the answer from the start yet seems not convince the reasons.....well, somebody enlightened me!!! 'Need some positive reinforcement----FAST! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my intermittent sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I need to catch on my sleep now, co'z I really fail and cannot sleep on the plane no matter how hard I try, 'dunno why? Well, at least I have my soft and well covered bed not yet infested by Dubai termites and I need to generate some good thoughts that will spark good dreams-that might remind me of why I am here. "&lt;em&gt;Hey! Somebody turn off the lights and turn on the air conditioner will yah!!!&lt;/em&gt;" Screaming like a toughie eh? Ssssshhh, actually I'm talking to myself hehehe LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! Quiet now.&lt;br /&gt;Sssssshh.....ZZZZZZZZ......ZZZZZZZZZZZ....ZZZZZZZZZZZ..ZZZZNNGORRKKK!&lt;br /&gt;NGOORRRRKKKK!...HUUUUUUHHUUUUU..NGOORRRKKKKK...(smiling face)-ZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...Back to reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! In all of these challenging everyday life in Dubai, I hold on, I keep on....and I conquer. In most of the situation, I am able to maintain my positive self due to "one thing"-----Belief-------FAITH!----to the Omnipotence Being who really controls the future of those who willingly submits. I value this for it is definitely the thing that keeps me sane and sufficient to contribute to my family, country, company and the cause as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! Back to work tomorrow. Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse Meal&lt;br /&gt;In everything give thanks for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.(1 Thes. 5:18)&lt;br /&gt;And we know all things work together for good to those who love God and called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-5306663123322804674?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5306663123322804674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=5306663123322804674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/5306663123322804674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/5306663123322804674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-towhew.html' title='Back to....Whew!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-4540907826282373365</id><published>2007-05-10T10:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:01:34.818+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choice Is Ours</title><content type='html'>For all its peculiarities and uneveness, the Bible has a simple story. God made man. Man rejected God. God won't give up until He wins him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will whisper. He will shout. He will touch and tug. He will take away our burdens; He'll even take away our blessings. If there are thousands steps between us and Him. He will take all but one. He will leave the final one for us. The choice is ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand. His goal is not to make you happy. His goal is to make you His. His goal is not to get what you want; it is to et what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         --A Gentle Thunder--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Quite a very strong message from my collections of Max Lucado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse Meal&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 24:15b&lt;br /&gt;"Choose ye this day whom you will serve.....but for me and my house, w will serve the Lord!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-4540907826282373365?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4540907826282373365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=4540907826282373365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/4540907826282373365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/4540907826282373365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2007/05/choice-is-ours.html' title='The Choice Is Ours'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-116581092021036503</id><published>2006-12-12T00:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T08:45:01.403+04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Make A Difference!</title><content type='html'>"Just dropped by from space!"&lt;br /&gt;And along the way I picked up lots of inspirationals that somehow helped to lift one's spirit up especially when pessimism strikes....&lt;br /&gt;Here's one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;A high school teacher decided to honorall of her students by telling them the difference they each made. She called each student to the front of the class, one at a time. First she told each of them how they had made a difference to her and the class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she presented each of them with a blue ribbon imprinted with gold letters, which read, 'Who I Am Makes a Difference.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards the teacher decided to do a class project to see what kind of impact recognition would have on a community. She gave each of the students three more ribbons and instructed them to go out and spread this acknowledgment ceremony. Then they were to follow up on the results, see who honored whom and report back to the class in about a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the boys in the class went to a junior executive in a nearby company and honored him for helping him with his career planning. He gave him a blue ribbon and put it on his shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gave him two extra ribbons and said, 'We're doing a class project on recognition, and we'd like you to go out, find somebody to honor, give them a blue ribbon, then give them the extra blue ribbon so they can acknowledge a third person to keep this acknowledgment ceremony going. Then please report back to me and tell me what happened.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day the junior executive went in to see his boss, who had been noted, by the way, as being kind of a grouchy fellow. He sat his boss down and he told him that he deeply admired him for being a creative genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss seemed very surprised. The junior executive asked him if he would accept the gift of the blue ribbon and would he give him permission to put it on him. His surprised boss said, 'Well sure.' The junior executive took the blue ribbon and placed it right on his boss's jacket above his heart. As he gave him the last extra ribbon, he said, 'Would you do me a favor? Would you take this extra ribbon and pass it on by honoring somebody else? The young boy who first gave me the ribbons is doing a project in school and we want to keep this recognition ceremony going and find out how it affects people.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night the boss came home to his 14-year old son and sat him down. He said, 'The most incredible thing happened to me today. I was in my office and one of the junior executives came in and told me he admired me and gave me a blue ribbon for being a creative genius. Imagine. He thinks I'm creative genius.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then he put this blue ribbon that says, 'Who I Am Makes A Difference' on my jacket above my heart. He gave me an extra ribbon and asked me to find somebody else to honor. As I was driving home tonight, I started thinking about whom I would honor with this ribbon and thought of you. I want to honor you. My days are really hectic and when I come home I don't pay a lot of attention to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I scream at you for not getting good enough grades in school and for your bedroom being a mess, but somehow tonight, I just wanted to sit here and, well, just let you know that you do make a difference to me. Besides your mother, you are the most important person in my life. You're a great kid and I love you!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The startled boy started to sob and sob, and he couldn't stop crying. His whole body shook. He looked up at his father and said through his tears, 'I was planning on committing suicide tomorrow, Dad, because I didn't think you loved me. Now I know you care. This is the happiest day I've known.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss went back to work a changed man. He was no longer a grouch but made sure to let all his employees know that they made a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The junior executive helped several other young people with career planning and never forgot to let them know that they made a difference in his life - one being the boss' son. And the young boy and his classmates learned a valuable lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So who you are DOES make a difference and I wanted you to know that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse Meal&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 46:3-4&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me, O house of Jacob, all you remain of the house of Israel, You whom I have upheld since you were conceived, and have carried since your birth.&lt;br /&gt;Eve to your old age and gray hairs I AM He, I AM He who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you. (NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-116581092021036503?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/116581092021036503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=116581092021036503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/116581092021036503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/116581092021036503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-make-difference.html' title='You Make A Difference!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-115275794879911346</id><published>2006-07-19T12:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T11:46:26.483+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;'Got sick last week. These influenza virus really put me down this time. Fever, cough, runny nose and phlegm rolled into one. Headache strikes once in a while too. Well..., to be productive, I tried to use the recovering time to reflect on those stories that I once heard and jotted down, such were quite oldies but the inspiration never subsided with its age, it's like a refreshing touch that boost my inner strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those stories that touched me is about a good mountain climber with so much passion and pride in climbing mountains and conquering it's peak. This man, one day started to climb the mountain on his own for he wanted the glory all by himself. He's quite confident, always considering his wide experience and skill about the craft. So eventhough the mountain is slippery due to the snowy weather and the visibility is hazy, he still went on confidently. In the middle of his climb and while its getting dark, a strong wind surprised him and made him loosed his grip from a rock, he fell into the air, falling at great speed but he was able to hold on to the rope as he fall. The rope, as expected helped to stopped his fall and support his weight. His body was hanging in the air. He can't see anything from his position for darkness already filled his sorroundings. At this point, he tied himself securely to the rope. And the very once confident man found himself nowhere, helpless, and with great fear. In the midst of the freezing and zero visibility weather, he cried out for help&lt;em&gt;,"Help me God!"&lt;/em&gt; Because God cannot turn His back for anyone who needs Him, He answered with a clear and strong voice. &lt;em&gt;"What do you want me to do? "Save me God!"&lt;/em&gt; he answered back. Then God said, &lt;em&gt;"Do you really think I can save you?" "For sure You can my God!"&lt;/em&gt;he responded. &lt;em&gt;"You'll be safe, just cut the rope and let go."&lt;/em&gt; God replied. Now, there was a moment of silence. The man was confused with the idea and did not find it logical to let go of the thing that is keeping him alive. He didn't followed the voice. He decided to hold on to the rope with all his strength.&lt;br /&gt;Next morning the rescue team found him....frozen and dead, still hanging from his rope and holding it very tight. One of the guys remarked, &lt;em&gt;"I wonder why he didn't let go of the rope, he's just 7 feet from the soft ground. He could have survived if he just let go."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us find skepticism toward the faith. In these times of technological advancement and fast-paced lifestyle, we feel that something abstract like faith cannot stand the rigors of our situations and even our daily life, thus we continue to hold on to our "logical views", talents, money, skills, gadgets, and many more, to the point of disobeying God's words and being deaf when He speaks. Or perhaps we are too pre-occupied on pushing ourselves up for corruptible recognitions that we forgot about Faith--the thing that connects us to God. Surely without it, it's impossible to please God who dearly loves us. And this attitude of an individual limits His blessings and His hand to move for our sake. It's like a gift that's constantly rejected due to lesser treasures, and thus was't enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought....how attached are we to our rope(s)? Will we believe strongly, then let go and let God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your understanding."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-115275794879911346?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/115275794879911346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=115275794879911346' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/115275794879911346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/115275794879911346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/07/rope.html' title='The Rope'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-115103383343112282</id><published>2006-06-24T19:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T03:41:03.663+04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Breath-Prayers"</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm....(searching for a subject)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since I sit down, concentrate and come up with a post on my blogsite. I seem to have been suffering from the razzle-dazzle virus, you know!...that virus of multi-tasking that pressures yourself and test your patience. And for some sudden reasons I found myself pushing more, beyond wee hours to accomplish a task passed by other people. Hey no regrets...for I believe that "all things will work together for good...", it's just that at times, I can't help it but ask myself how will I beat those deadlines of reports when I mostly spend my hours at the pier making sure that our shipment would arrive on time or else.....sigh! (somewhere, somehow and somebody will suffer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those moments of waiting at the pier, I find myself siezing the opportunity to talk with God, 'don't know why, it just occured to me, perhaps it's due to the absence of worthy reading materials while waiting or my spirit just longs for His presence or I haven't thank him quite enough for all the blessings. (ahh, definitely we can never thank him enough!) And possibly, it might have been the fruit of that daily scripture readings that I did during my youthful, aggressive and "pasaway" days. Yeah!, you read it right, I found those scriptures quite interesting that I was motivated to spend some time to ponder it. (Btw. 'am still young! hehe) Somehow, those praises in Psalms, liberating quotes in the Proverbs and other inspiring histories in the "Book" had instilled and embedded a wonderful and suggestive thought that has develop into a habit of simple "breath prayers". A clear indication that our spirit yearns for His Creator. I just talk about those things that I want to share with, whenever I'm alone with Him. Just anything I could possibly think of, I just tell God without hesitation, my longings, appreciations, verses that I was able to memorize or questions that's bothering me...just anything...with all due respect of course. As if I'm having a conversation to a very dear friend who knows practically just about everything in details about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These practice has helped me to feel relieved from some damaging stress of daily, fast-paced, busy and polluted Manila life. Yes it definitely does. It's quite a form of outlet for me. I find myself very rest-assured and relaxed after these "breath prayers". It also brings me inner peace afterwards. The assurance and confidence that I won't get lost or I won't be caught in a hopeless situation, is so overwhelmingly sensed. Indeed, it is refreshingly inspiring to move again and conquer whatever objective set before me after such breath of prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does deepened my closeness to the Prince of peace, a relationship that has started way back. I really didn't figure that this relationship would last to change me (Yes! I've been changed) and my whole perspective of life for I am very stubborn and sooo traditionally religious guy, an "Akologists" at it's best, &lt;em&gt;yung bang ako ng ako lagi!&lt;/em&gt; (Always Me, Myself and Mine) but it does happened, Almighty has made a way for such a mess like me! Little by little I was able to leave those habits that damages me and learned to shift my attention to a more beneficial activities that contributes possitively. Relation did it. Not a new religion. Relation that bloomed because God was permitted to act through that simple prayer of surrender I made when I personally accepted Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I fall into traps along the way, you know.., all those weaknesses, persecutions, difficulties and wordly come-ons. Its hooks on me doesn't dissapeared overnight. It takes more dependence on the Higher Being. But these breath-prayers albeit limited and small, strongly helped me in avoiding such wrong turns. I am just reminding God of his promises (I tell you, we should know it by heart) whenever things comes too overwhelmingly for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooopppsss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breath prayers has been heard, here comes the shipment at last with out delays. Praises to God! I can rest my physical being now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day...you have to appreciate that opportunity to breath. And...if somebody, somehow, would be inspired to have a breath prayers...be sure to do it discreetly and orderly with senses fully functioning or you might miss your shipment, worse, some people might think you're crazy. (smiles..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 32:3&lt;br /&gt;When I keep things to myself, I felt weak deep inside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-115103383343112282?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/115103383343112282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=115103383343112282' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/115103383343112282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/115103383343112282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/06/breath-prayers.html' title='&quot;Breath-Prayers&quot;'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-115021128120028279</id><published>2006-06-14T10:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T19:08:01.286+04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Dads Can't Do...</title><content type='html'>From a children's book about dads and kids,entitled &lt;em&gt;What Dads Can't Do&lt;/em&gt; by Douglas Wood, illustrated in charming renditions of cute, huggable dragons. Here's little sampling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There are lots of things that regular people can do but dads can't.&lt;br /&gt;Dads can't cross the street without holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;They can push, but they can't swing.&lt;br /&gt;When dads play hide and seek they always get found, but they have a hard time finding you.&lt;br /&gt;Dads really need to be kissed goodnight at bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder they make it through life at all!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the hide and seek part because of how God reveals himself to us. On one hand, he hides from us; on the other, he makes himself very obvious to those who are truly seeking him. If you seek the Lord with all your heart, finding him will be a little like finding a big dinosaur-sized dragon hiding behind a palm tree. This is one of the reasons why people who see the reality of God in their lives and in their world can't understand why everyone can't see what they see. To them it is so entirely obvious, but to those who are not “in the game,” God and truth remain shrouded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know it's heresy to imply that there is something God (as Dad) can't do, but in one case I suggest this is true. He can't let everyone know who he is in order to uphold the integrity of the human beings he has created in his image who choose not to have him in their life. In a sense, you could say God has upheld the dignity of those who won't believe. If God were like a dinosaur-sized dragon hiding behind a palm tree for everyone, you would be a fool for not believing. As it is, you are a fool for believing because something not obvious to most people is obvious to you. The faith that God gives believers, through their ability to see and hear him, is strong enough to counter looking like a fool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the lesson here is to make sure we give people the dignity God gives them. That is, the freedom to choose not to believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus spoke in parables to hide the truth, and then said, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.” The implication being: Some people have other things to do with their ears than listen for God. Jesus never berated people for not believing, he just kept encouraging those who did.(J. Fischer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 4:29&lt;br /&gt;But if from there you seek the LORD your God, you will find him if you look for him with all your heart and with all your soul.(NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-115021128120028279?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/115021128120028279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=115021128120028279' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/115021128120028279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/115021128120028279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-dads-cant-do.html' title='What Dads Can&apos;t Do...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114835859294643951</id><published>2006-05-24T00:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:29:52.963+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep on...Let Life Flow!</title><content type='html'>Got an inspirational E-mail from a friend that is worth sharing. Amazingly, it is perfect for my present predicament in the office. Tsk, tsk tsk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You may be under a lot of stress, but it doesn't help to get angry about it. Things may not be going the way you planned, but it doesn't help to be resentful about it. What does help is to keep yourself connected with the best that is within you. What does help is to remind yourself often of the positive path that you've chosen to be on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, the day-to-day events will not all go the way you planned. You may have long, difficult periods in which nothing goes your way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, you have the good fortune of being in complete control of your thoughts and your attitude. As such, you can choose an attitude that will always pull real, lasting value out of even the most difficult circumstances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being at peace with yourself and with the world around you. Imagine how very much more effective you would be if you simply let life flow without letting it get to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know that in this moment, in every moment, however complicated or contentious or stressful it may be, that is a choice you can make. Choose to let life flow, and you'll choose to be in positive, peaceful control. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.Marston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Loves You All! Have a blessed day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 19:11&lt;br /&gt;A man's wisdom gie him patience; it is to his glory to overlook an offense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114835859294643951?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114835859294643951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114835859294643951' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114835859294643951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114835859294643951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/05/keep-onlet-life-flow.html' title='Keep on...Let Life Flow!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114594187472785850</id><published>2006-04-26T00:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:29:46.673+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Ka Uro.</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the tag Ka Uro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: List of seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre. Whether or not they have words or even if they're any good, they must be the songs you enjoy right now. Post this instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs then tag 7 people and see what they are listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a guy who loves to hear music with the difference as they say. That difference is the possitive message of hope, inspirations, way of life and motivations. Here are some samples I'm very fond of listening and/or makes me pause and reflect everytime it is being played. Hope you like it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take Me Out Of The Dark by our very own Gary V.&lt;br /&gt;This is quite a hit due to his very personal testimony.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just what it is to me,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just don't know,&lt;br /&gt;What keeps me in your love...&lt;br /&gt;Why you never let me go...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Love Will Be Our Home by Sandi Patti&lt;br /&gt;This is our choice for wedding song when we tied the knots December 18, 1993. No expiration date on the contract. (lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If home, is really where the heart is...&lt;br /&gt;And home must be a place we all can share,&lt;br /&gt;And even with our differences, our hearts are much the same&lt;br /&gt;And where love is...we come together there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever words are kindly spoken&lt;br /&gt;where a vow is never broken&lt;br /&gt;We can live together there,&lt;br /&gt;Love will be our home&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm not religious, I just Love the Lord by Scott Wesley Brown (SWB)&lt;br /&gt;I love its beat, it could make you ride along and of course! with a great message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And there's no doubt about it!&lt;br /&gt;I really really wanna shout it. (now)&lt;br /&gt;Singing, I'm not religious,&lt;br /&gt;I just love the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can go to church every Sunday&lt;br /&gt;And think its kind of neat.&lt;br /&gt;But the good Lord wants you to love Him full time&lt;br /&gt;Seven days a week.&lt;br /&gt;Well you can give away anything you own.&lt;br /&gt;And even, give it to the poor&lt;br /&gt;But listen my friend, in the end&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love the Lord&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What A Difference You Made In My Life (Sorry 'Forgot the singer)&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my favorite song I sing when we were forming a band then. Unfortunately the band was disbanded, perhaps because I'm one of the singer or maybe I'm different (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What a difference you made in my life (2X)&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine, day and night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a difference you made in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a change you have made in my heart (2X)&lt;br /&gt;You replace all the broken parts,&lt;br /&gt;Oh What a change you have made in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Love seems to me is just a word in a song.&lt;br /&gt;That have been way overused&lt;br /&gt;But now I've join in the singing,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you've shown me love's true meanin'.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I want to spread tne news Ohh!..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We Are The Reason (also sang by M. Nievera)&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of singers sang this quite old song, but the convictions that goes with it never fails to stir my heart evertime... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As little children, we would dream of Christmass morn&lt;br /&gt;The giving of our toys, we knew we'll find&lt;br /&gt;But we never realized&lt;br /&gt;A baby born one blessed night&lt;br /&gt;Gave us the greatest gift of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the reason that He gave His life&lt;br /&gt;We are the reason that He suffered and died&lt;br /&gt;To the world that was lost,&lt;br /&gt;He gave all He could give&lt;br /&gt;To show us the reason to live.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hanggang.... by Wency Cornejo&lt;br /&gt;'Love its melody and conservative delivery of the singer. Stir up the romantic person within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ilang ulit na bang tinatanong sa 'kin, hanggang saan?&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang saan, hanggang kailan ang aking pagmamahal?,&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang may tinig pa akong naririnig dito sa 'ting daigdig,&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang may musika akong tinataglay, kita'y iniibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giliw wag mo sanang isiping ikaw ay aking lilisanin&lt;br /&gt;Di ko magagawang lumayo sa iyong piling&lt;br /&gt;At nais kong malaman mo kung gaano kita kamahal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hanggang may pag-ibig laging isisigaw, tanging ikaw....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Skyline Pigeon by Elton John&lt;br /&gt;Who can not remember this hit?? 'Love this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Turn me loose from your hand. Let me fly to the distant land.&lt;br /&gt;Over greenfields, tress and mountains, Flowers and forest fountains&lt;br /&gt;All along the lane of the skyway&lt;br /&gt;For this dark and lonely room, projects a shadow lies in gloom&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes are mirrors of the world outside&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the ways that the wind can turn the tide.&lt;br /&gt;And this shadow turn to purple into blue...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will tag these persons...Wendy, Malaya, Raven, Blue, Bing, Prayer Warrior,and Luchie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114594187472785850?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114594187472785850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114594187472785850' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114594187472785850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114594187472785850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/04/tagged-by-ka-uro.html' title='Tagged by Ka Uro.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114561658282504669</id><published>2006-04-22T00:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:43:56.080+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Yourself Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Do you wish you had better luck? Then stop wishing and start making it so. Good luck does not just randomly appear. Good luck comes to those who attract it. Live this day as if it is the most precious and important day in your life, and you'll make yourself lucky. Seek ways to provide real, lasting value to others, and you'll make yourself lucky.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Be anxious to learn, to explore, to hone your skills and you'll make yourself lucky. Live with patience, discipline, integrity and a commitment to truth, and you'll make yourself lucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the positive possibilities, and you'll make yourself lucky. Take the actions that will manifest the best of those possibilities into reality, and you'll make yourself lucky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no limit to the amount of good luck you can enjoy when you take the positive, productive actions that will bring it your way. Make yourself lucky, and experience for yourself how great it can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--R. Marston--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best and God will do the rest. Truly..., luck favors those who works for it.&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 4:5&lt;br /&gt;Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114561658282504669?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114561658282504669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114561658282504669' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114561658282504669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114561658282504669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/04/make-yourself-lucky.html' title='Make Yourself Lucky'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114526821253792419</id><published>2006-04-16T00:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T14:10:18.116+04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is FINISHED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;This week is holy week….again. And as I notice, every time it comes, it comes with different traditional activities and beliefs that until now I still find it strange and illogical. (well…people varies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Bible believing Christian, it saddens me to see people punishing themselves while walking on the road and even nailing themselves to the cross with a serious consideration that in this manner, their sins, however big it was, could be thoroughly forgiven.  I don’t want to sound like a “holier than thou” preacher here but I feel that our risen Lord is greatly insulted whenever this annual performance of self punishment and “pain inflicting sacrifice” are believed very seriously to atone for one’s sins or decrease it as others claim. It is like telling Christ that His death on the cross is not enough or worse,…that He died in vain, that’s why I’m gonna do this again. &lt;strong&gt;Hey! There is nothing wrong with remembering it through prayers, meditations, fastings or dramas but seriously believing that you could be forgiven by doing it yourself is another thing.&lt;/strong&gt; It’s a traditional deception. A useless consideration. Another sad thing is…that some of those who did it (if not all) embrace their old ways, such as drunkeness, womanizing, gambling cheating and the likes, once again after the holy week, for next year he will still be forgiven anyway by repeating such personal pledge. No genuine change occurred. And as I focused deeper on this thought, I find it very heart-breaking …..for God as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS FINISHED! It’s done! What He did, He did it once and for all. Full!, Complete!, and Enough!, for all who will believe and live for Him! Forgiveness is available for those who will ask for it (1 John 1:9). Accept Him now as your Lord and Savior and experience a life changing miracle that traditions and religions cannot provide. Claim that promise! (2 Corithians 5:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooppps, I may have made a strong drink today and not just milk. Well truth sometimes hurt but it can definitely set us free. And Hey! ‘am not religious, I just love the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3: 18&lt;br /&gt;For Christ died for sins once and for all, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body but made alive by the Spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114526821253792419?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114526821253792419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114526821253792419' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114526821253792419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114526821253792419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-is-finished.html' title='It is FINISHED.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114319171735189934</id><published>2006-03-25T05:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T13:15:17.373+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Week..</title><content type='html'>Whew!…it’s quite a disturbing week and hopefully the circumstances won’t extend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Last week my wife complain about chest pains due to her diagnosed mitral valve prolapse that seems to be bothering her frequently for the past days. As we went to our company doctor, he promptly refers us to a specialist to ensure an accurate diagnosis. The specialist prescribed a medicine in which our company doctor reluctantly agree. (I noticed). After taking the medicine for a day or two, I noticed that my wife is complaining more frequent chest pains and shortness of breath. I immediately relayed it to our company doctor and he told me to stop the prescribed medicine at once. It turn out that the said specialist had somewhat made an error in his diagnosis (based from what had transpired) because he prescribed a medicine that will decrease the heart rate of my wife which is contrary to the result of the 2D Echo we took, that shows a low heart rate count. Kaya pala parang humahabol ng hangin ang asawa ko at sobrang baba ng blood pressure nya. ( that’s why my wife is having a hard time breathing and has a low blood pressure as well). Grrrrr! My wife’s heart nearly stopped beating due to this. My God! And I’m praying for more patience and understanding right that moment because I can sense that my BP is fast rising due to this. Praise God that damage is only minimal, just the expenses and not my wife’s life. God Is  Soo Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day later my youngest daughter got an on &amp; off fever ranging from 38 – 40 degrees centigrade, We’ve given her paracetamol but fever persisted after approximately four hours, so we decided to confine her to hospital for a round o' clock observation. I asked for an economy room and they told me that it is being prepared. After a while the guy went back to say that no economy room is available. So I asked for the next type but still none accordingly. I find it strange somehow that the hospital is obviously leading (manipulating) me to get a room with a higher rate, because I later found out that there’s plenty of vacant room upstairs, kaya pala walang nagpapa-confine don eh, sobra ng mahal maningil nagmimilit pa ng room na mahal. (so that’s the reason why very few want to be admitted there, not only because of skyrocket charges but also the manipulation being practiced.) I threw a convicting and piercing look to the guy who says there is no cheaper room available.  I just let it go and shifted my attention to my ailing baby before my BP rise and eventual unwanted sitaution could erupt. Thanks goodness I have my insurance ready for this kind of situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really don’t know why my Lord allowed it to happen but indeed, and I honestly believe that it’s for my moulding…..for there are blessings in trials and trials in blessings, whatever it maybe…….God is good! And that’s all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 101:7&lt;br /&gt;No one who practices deceit will dwell in my house; no one who speaks falsely will stand in my presence.(NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114319171735189934?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114319171735189934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114319171735189934' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114319171735189934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114319171735189934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/03/emergency-week.html' title='Emergency Week..'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114250188318168512</id><published>2006-03-17T05:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:42:54.080+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom from a Fifth Grader Goalie.</title><content type='html'>Quite a story that has been told and retold until it reached me. An eye opener and a conviction worth sharing and emulating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One father shared......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have really enjoyed your devotionals about soccer. I, too, remember when my daughter started in first grade. Usually, she was the goalie. Mostly she was a ballerina. She couldn’t prevent the other team from scoring unless she was in the middle of a very intense dance routine like pirouetting, doing the arabesque or practicing her positions. To all of this, her coach would just laugh. We had that coach for four years and I think patience is probably his best virtue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, our coach was different. He is a former military man. He is fierce, disciplined, unforgiving and unfortunately, extremely sarcastic and belittling. Great for marines, I suppose. Not so great for fifth grade girls. But, we stuck it out, kept our mouths shut, and counted down the weeks until the season was over. After our final game, I stared in amazement as my daughter, who really disliked this man, went to him and thanked him for taking the time to coach her. I couldn't believe it. She had endured his insults, ridicule and snide remarks. I asked her why she had done that, and she said that maybe he was not nice because no one had been nice to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the mouth of a fifth grader comes incredibly simple wisdom. Almost always this is the case. Abusers have been abused. Oppressors have been oppressed. The neglected become neglectful. How else do we know what to do? We have been trained in our vices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lessons here: 1) Realize how important it is to treat people well. 2) Realize that those who err in their own handling of relationships have most likely had poor examples from which to learn. This is not an excuse for bad behavior, but it does help to understand and break the cycle. When possible, it helps to give a different response than what a poor attitude typically engenders. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that? Shining light isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5: 47&lt;br /&gt;And if you greet only your brothers, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? (NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114250188318168512?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114250188318168512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114250188318168512' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114250188318168512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114250188318168512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/03/wisdom-from-fifth-grader-goalie.html' title='Wisdom from a Fifth Grader Goalie.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114189511157683924</id><published>2006-03-10T05:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T13:05:11.596+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice Peace...</title><content type='html'>Peace everybody, 'just want to share a peaceful piece I found in my files as I was browsing. 'Hope it could give you peaceful day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A peaceful response is a powerful response. Before you speak, before you act, before you respond, consider a calm and peaceful way to do so. &lt;br /&gt;There is almost always a way to say what you have to say in a peaceful, compelling manner. And when you do, you have a much better chance of being heard and understood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you have to accomplish, seek a way to get it done peacefully and respectfully. By so doing, you'll pave the way for even greater accomplishments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you live and think and act peacefully, you'll find a world of people eager to support your efforts. When your life is filled with peaceful moments, your mind is much more positively focused and your work is much more effective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day you'll come across situations where you can add real value by introducing a calm and peaceful tone. Even a small bit of peacefulness has the power to profoundly change things for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself be strong enough and confident enough to practice peace on a daily basis. You'll quickly make your world a better place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what I've read a long time ago.....A soft answer falls ligthly but it has a great weight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 15:1&lt;br /&gt;A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114189511157683924?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114189511157683924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114189511157683924' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114189511157683924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114189511157683924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/03/practice-peace.html' title='Practice Peace...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-114101349016777569</id><published>2006-02-26T00:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T08:11:30.266+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba't Ganon???</title><content type='html'>Minsan may pagkakataong basta na lang akong binabaha ng mga katanungan dala ng ibat-ibang sitwasyon na natutunghayan at naririnig araw-araw. Parang madali at kitang-kita na ang kasagutan ngunit di nito mapunan ng kumpletong kasiyahan at solusyon ang mga agam-agam na naglalaro at pilit na kumakatok sa aking naglalakbay na kaisipan. Marahil ito’y bunga na rin ng mga sarisaring reaksyon at emosyon na dulot ng mga pangyayaring di inaasahan na nakabibigla, nakakatawa, nakakainis, nakakalungkot at iba pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kagaya nung isang nakilalang kaibigan sa isang pagtitipon.Nakita kong nakapag-aambag siya ng inspirasyon at kasiyahan sa mga tao ngunit isang araw bigla na lang s’yang isinama ng mga maykapangyarihan sa hanay mga taong sumunog daw ng isang tahanan. Bagama’t di sapat ang ebidensya laban sa kanya at matibay ang kangyang inihaing dahilan sa kanyang pagiging walang kinalaman sa mga pangyayari ay nakulong pa rin sya. Humigit kumulang labing pitong taon ang binuno n’ya sa piitan na ayon sa kanya ay di n’ya  kailanman ginawa….Ba’t ganon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mayroon naming isang tao na nagmalasakit at tumulong sa paghadlang upang ang masamang gawain ay di manaig. Sa kanyang pagtugon, s’ya ay muntik ng mapatay, nasaktan at na-ospital pa, ngunit ang kanyang tinulungan ay biglang umalis na lang ng walang pasasalamat sa kabila ng lahat. May naghihintay daw sa kanya sa kabilang kanto. Pambihira!...Ba’t ganon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bayani s’ya at patuloy na nagpapakabayani. Nagtitiis at ibayong nagsisikap malayo sa tinubuang lupa. Umiiwas sa bisyo at pilit na nilalabanan ang mga halina ng tukso upang lubos na maialay ang kumpletong probisyon at tagumpay sa kangyang mga minamahal. Pero…..natambad sa kanyang pagbabalik ang kabiyak sa kandungan ng iba at mga naipundar na pag-aari ay wala na. Tama ba ang sukli?...Ba’t ganon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marami na ang nakikita at nararanasan kong paghihirap ng gaya kong maliit na tao sa lipunan. Puspos naman ng aksyon sa paghahanap ng solusyon ang ating pamahalaan upang maibsan ang mga ito. Mayron nga silang VAT ngayon na makakatulong daw ng malaki sa pag-angat natin. Kaya siguro angat na angat na ang presyo ng mga serbisyo’t bilihin ngayon.  Pero sabi nung iba pambayad lang daw yun sa utang. Teka, asan na ba yung mga inutang noon? Di yata naramdaman ng marami ang progresong inaasahan doon. At bakit parang madaling yumaman yung iilang mga tao sa posisyon? Yung mga anak ko, maliliit pa lang may utang na? Ewan ko, siguro gutom lang ako….VAT Ganon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;May isang bata akong naulinigan…”Mommy pakitapon po ito sa basurahan, di ako pwedeng umalis sa pila eh”, sabi ng mommy “ itapon mo na lang dyan kahit saan!”, Di nga po pwede masama yon eh sabi ng titser ko,  Sumagot ulit si mommy pasigaw na..."Sabi ng itapon mo na lang dyan kahit saan! Tigas talaga ng ulo mong bata ka!!" ( Hmmmm!??)  Ba’t ganon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Di ko po kailanman ninais na makapagdulot ng nagatibong kaisipan sa mga kapwa ko mamamayan na nagugulat at nagtatanong din, ako lamang po marahil ay pagod, gutom, lubhang sensitibo o inip at walang magawa sa panahong ito kaya puro “kabulastugan at magulong” katanungan ang napagtuunan ng aking kaisipan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pero....Buti na lang!...at…buti na lang….ay maaga pa, nang ako ay maimulat ng aking mga minamahal na  may makapangyarihan at buhay na Diyos na babalanse ng lahat at magbibigay ng kumpletong kasagutan sa lahat ng mga hiwaga’t magulong katanungan sa itinakda Niyang panahon. Pero habang patuloy akong naglalakbay patungo sa itinakdang panahong iyon ay paminsan-minsang siguro akong magtatanong ulit sa sarili na….Ba’t ganon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapayapaan po sa lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4: 7&lt;br /&gt;   And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-114101349016777569?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/114101349016777569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=114101349016777569' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114101349016777569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/114101349016777569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/02/bat-ganon.html' title='Ba&apos;t Ganon???'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113989187503028492</id><published>2006-02-15T00:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T09:04:53.580+04:00</updated><title type='text'>For my Wife and Only.</title><content type='html'>Today’s Valentine’s! Although I’m not a believer of St. Valentine, I am one who supports the spread of true love that conquers all. So for the dissemination of its cause, I made an article for my wife and only…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love so true and unblemished humbly offered to a woman hat inspires, strengthens and challenges my wellbeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that is willing to listen and understand every situation that comes along and will offer sacrifices as it may require.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that will be full heartedly express not just today but everyday, till the journeys end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that characterizes the fulfillment of dreams and visions that we together planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that will forgive mistakes and be rejoicingly thankful, for without them…I probably did not became your man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my wife, I don’t just love you, because…… I love you so much and I mean it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felix Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 5:25&lt;br /&gt;   Husbands love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave Himself up for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113989187503028492?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113989187503028492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113989187503028492' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113989187503028492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113989187503028492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-my-wife-and-only.html' title='For my Wife and Only.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113980565327149484</id><published>2006-02-13T00:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T15:05:45.713+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment of Suspense and Danger and Tsk, tsk tsk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;I'm BACCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the blogger friends who took a peek or visit my house and left mesage on my tagboard. It's been quite a while and I miss blogging, it's just these files of papers in my desk that hinders my blogging enjoyment. Well you know what they say...,first things first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not scheduled to blog today but I might forget the details of the situation I met last Feb. 2 which somehow could be a reminder to other people as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 10 pm and I was on my way home from work. Along the way, in the corner of Quirino Ave. and P. Gil St., the jeep I was into slowed down due to corner traffic. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a guy stands about 5'6'" tried to grab the cell phone hanging around the neck of a lady sitting on the opposite side, 2-3 meters from me. Shouting and invectives followed the incident, where I loudly heard the snatcher's words "Ibigay mo na at baka masaktan ka pa!! (Just let it go, or you might be hurt!). The lady did no let it go until the a brave man on the other end stands up and tried to help the poor damsel. He kicked the snatcher's face through the jeep's window and temporarily halt the commotion. But the snatcher ran around to the jeep's entrance where I am located and pulled his fan knife, shouting to the guy who helped. "Pakialamero ka ha! tignan ko kung san ka dadamputin." I noticed that he's somewhat awkward to board the jeepney upon seeing many man inside, so he just hung from its entrance trying to grab the brave man. Meanwhile my instincts is telling me that this kind of aggressiveness shows that he might have a partner(s) nearby. So I was just waiting and expecting them somehow..,then riot will start if they appear.(so I said to myself). Anyhow, the snatcher tried his best to hit the brave man with his knife. And everytime he did I was nearly hit for I am somewhat 'in between". But the brave guy used his feet to kick the bad guy repeatedly from a distance and at the same time making a defense for himself. Fortunately the fan knife was accidentally dropped by the snatcher due to the repeated kicks but his shoes was thrown outside due to his motions. (exchange gift sila ng snatcher, a shoe for the knife). The snatcher ran away as soon as he learned that his knife was already in the hand of the good guy. Then a another big stranger came along and asking if the snatcher got the precious phone, but upon seeing one guy holding the knife, he immediately ran away too. It was his companion who came late, so I thought. I instructed the driver to go to the nearest precinct and we reported the incident. There, I noticed the bleeding foot of the good guy and suggested to bring him to a nearby hospital. I asked the lady whom he helped and saved to assist us somehow, but to my dissapointment, she said that somebody is waiting for her nearby so she'd better go and immediately got into a cab and left. (Shocks!) The guy had nearly been killed and all he got is a smoked from a scaping cab! Tsk, tsk tsk. what happened to saying thank you nowadays. I just accompany the guy to the hospital and called his wife to assist him there. I later found out that he sustained two wounds while making his defense for the lady who dumped us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ito po ang medyo nakakahiya, naubusan po ako ng pamasahe pauwi dahil nag-abono ako ng pang-taxi namin going there. Kaya medyo kinapalan ko ang mukha ko to tell him my predicament which he smilingly responded. Eto p're at hinihintay ka na yata ni misis. (it was 1:30 am btw!). I took the money with a smile too and so his cell phone number para makibalita next day. I took off as soon as I see that he's already well attended. Pero di ko malimutan yung mukha nung babaeng yun...(gigil ako, tsk tsk tsk.)&lt;br /&gt;   Kaya mga kabayan, wag po nyong idisplay yung cellphones n'yo sa public place lalot gabi na, lalong-lalo na yung mga miss na pa-star tapos di naman marunong magpasalamat man lang...I wonder kung nakatulog ng mahimbing yung babaeng yun..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat po tayo lagi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 21:7&lt;br /&gt;   The violence of the wicked will drag them away for they refuse to do what is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113980565327149484?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113980565327149484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113980565327149484' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113980565327149484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113980565327149484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/02/moment-of-suspense-and-danger-and-tsk.html' title='A Moment of Suspense and Danger and Tsk, tsk tsk'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113678181204070554</id><published>2006-01-17T05:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T13:11:00.926+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged in 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Wendy tagged me up, last week, I guess or last last week. (time flies..) &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rules: &lt;br /&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover/partner.&lt;br /&gt;Need to mention the sex of the target.&lt;br /&gt;Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their Comments saying they've been tagged. &lt;br /&gt;If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Target: &lt;br /&gt;Daughter of Eve &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8 IBA'T IBANG PUNTOS &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pisikal &lt;br /&gt;Mestisa, ewan ko pero madalas akong mapalingon sa mga mestisa, parang ang linis-linis tingnan.&lt;br /&gt;Taas ay mga 5'6" para masaya...&lt;br /&gt;Smiling face, yung bang nakangiti pa rin kahit sandamakmak ang problema.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Emosyonal &lt;br /&gt;Sweet and romantic... para lalong masaya, nakakatangal kasi ng pagod ang sweetness. Ingat lang sa diabetis. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Courageous and understanding, yun bang pag naubos ang tapang ko eh may spare pa para salubungin ang mga hamon ng buhay...lalim yata nito ah!&lt;br /&gt;Masayahin syempre para lalo pa ulit sumaya. (baka mental abutin namin nito ah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikolohikal &lt;br /&gt;Normal... Know how to deal sa mga nangyayari sa paligid. (Pareho na lang kay Wendy yung nag tagged sa 'kin) &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ispirtiwal &lt;br /&gt;God-fearing person... of course. Pareho kami ng paniniwala.(Likewise ulit kay Wendy!) Walang originality noh?&lt;br /&gt;Yung mas mamahalin ang Diyos through a deeper relationship kesa sa akin!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mental &lt;br /&gt;Normal din siyempre. Kung usapang pangkatalinuhan, gusto ko pareho lang kami para may kontes kung sino maghuhugas ng pinggan. hehehe &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pinansiyal &lt;br /&gt;Knows how to properly managed her finances. wag naman barat!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sosyal&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to effectively communicate and get along with various people. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Iba pa &lt;br /&gt;Pasensyosa, kasi makulit ako at makulit tyak ang mga baby namin...(totoo naman!)&lt;br /&gt;Smart and hardworking para madali kaming yumaman...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Has a possitive insight in most of the situation. optimist ika nga.&lt;br /&gt;Faithful as I am.....*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;Si Bluegreen lang para makapag post busy kasi eh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oOo&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113678181204070554?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113678181204070554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113678181204070554' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113678181204070554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113678181204070554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/01/tagged-in-2006.html' title='Tagged in 2006'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113661089251280496</id><published>2006-01-08T00:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T13:09:07.506+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Second First (i.e. My First...2nd edition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;'Just thought of continuing my very first post entitled &lt;a href="//felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-first.html"&gt;"My First..."&lt;/a&gt; due to the existence of those first in my life  that was not mentioned there when I made it. Here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Uttered Words...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my beloved Mom, yung unang salitang binigkas ko eh "DADA". Tapos kasunod siguro nun DEDE, tapos di muna nasundan ng bago kasi everytime na sasabihin ko yung DEDE, pinapasakan agad ako ng gatas sa bibig ni nanay, kaya siguro tumagal bago nasundan ng DIDI, Nung binigkas ko na yung "DIDI" yung tatay ko naman ang nag-aabot sa kin ng gatas siguro kasi bisaya s'ya eh....kaya natagalan na naman bago makarating sa DODO. Teka baka humaba pa, dito na lang muna. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Train Ride...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the kids in our neighborhood that day were very excited to the newly inagurated train station, and I am too!, especially when I heard of the free ride that they're giving. So much excited that I naughtily slipped out from our home to have that free ride on train. Sumama ako sa maraming batang gala na sumakay hanggang sa Tutuban. Pagdating doon, takbuhan sila kung saan-saan. I was left alone and lost in the station. Inabot ako ng tanghalian at gusto ko nang pulutin yung mga pagkain tira na naiwan sa mga bangko nung mga pasahero dahil sa gutom. Medyo natatakot na rin ako dahil di ko alam ang pauwi. Meanwhile...nagkakagulo na rin ang mga relatives ko sa paghahanap sa akin, umiiyak na mother ko. Buti na lang may nakapagsabi na sumakay daw ako sa tren. My father went to the direction of Hulo to try and find me, and my mom went to the opposite direction....Tutuban. Fortunately, I was found by my Mom when she arrived there. Seeing me under the table trying to pick up some biscuits to augment hunger, made her cry aloud but smiling at the same time. Di ko talaga maintindihan mga nanay oh! Imbes na pakainin ako eh umiyak pa.....hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Job...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magtatapos ako ng elementarya nun, nung magsimula si nanay magtinda sa palengke. And as the eldest among her siblings I was tasked to go there after my class to aid in selling vegies. Daming kumpetensya pala, dikit-dikit pero not once but many times angat kami sa bentahan, husay kasing pumili ng panindang maganda si inay sa Divisoria kaya dinudumog, Eh pag yung mga katabi namin eh medyo luma na ang tinda at maraming madyik na nilalagay para maging sariwa (kuno). Isinisigaw ko naman yung paninda ko......ALE! MAMA! SITAW, TALONG AT KALABASA, MADE IN JAPAN!! Ayun, eh di naubos agad, nakatawa pa yung bumili....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopps, meron na nga pala nito dun sa unang edition...tignan n'yo na lang! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito yung nakaligtaan ko na hinahanap ni blogfriend &lt;a href="http://jhsay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jinkee&lt;/a&gt; noon...,&lt;br /&gt;Her nickname is Bong (di po s'ya lalaki ha), quite a masculine nick for a Ms. Senior high school beauty. Di ko s'ya maligawan nung high school kasi may gusto rin yung barkada ko sa kanya na nauna syang makilala at pinakilala pa ako, so to avoid conflict, I just kept my admiration to myself until I went to college. Pero di naka-first base yung barkada ko dahil mabagal yata eh, o di s'ya type. In a million of a chance. she also happened to enroll to where I enrolled. Gulat talaga ako sa pagkakataon....so nagkaligawan na at nabola, ehem!, napasagot ko pala s'ya second year yata ako nun. I was her first boyfriend. We went steady for awhile and our relationship was getting deeper everyday although we don't do dates yet bata pa raw kami, aral muna. Very conservative and awkward s'ya from what she heard and known about me when it comes to girls during my high school days, ewan ko ba kung bakit naikwento ko lahat sa kanya yun. Masyado akong naging honest siguro, kasi parang tinamaan talaga ako. But then, relationship ended suddenly!, for some reason that was not really clear to me. Basta wag ko na raw syang sunduin sa room nya at ihatid pauwi. Gusto raw nya na mapag-isa muna without the presence of a boyfriend. Man!! It struck me quite painfully. Pero di ko pinahalata ang sakit, inis at pagkalitong feelings ko na halo-halo sa mga unreasonable reasons nya. I just kissed and bid her goodbye. After few months and thru a common friend, gusto daw nya ako makausap and be together again. I didn't give time on it kasi feeling ko nilalaro ako nito ah. after a year nagkaboyfriend din sya at nagkabreak ulit and she again hinted to talk with me thru a friend, inaantay daw n'ya ako but I did not went through with it, siguro masyadong nasaktan pride ko and I feel insulted at ayaw ko ng maulit. Until I was able to forget her, I mean..,the feelings. Di ko na s'ya nakita after graduation. Kumusta na kaya s'ya? I wonder...(sabi nga ni &lt;a href="http://a-pinoy-in-nz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ka Uro&lt;/a&gt;)...(haba at korni noh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First Wife...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nickname is Chi-Chie. I love her so much that's why she's my first and only wife at wala ng second.....promise! Pustahan pa tayo eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Firstborn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month of marriage, sinorpresa ako ng wife and only ko, on the way daw s'ya and our doctor confirms it. Tatay na ako!! But during the first few months panay ang sakit ng tiyan ni Chie, kaya pabalik-balik kami sa doctor. I was shocked to hear that the findings was an ectopic pregnancy daw, where the baby is outside of her womb and will not survive accordingly. Maagasan daw s'ya. We went to another doctor for a second opinion but just the same. Sobrang lungkot namin and we refuse to believe it! Text ako sa mga kasama ko sa Church asking for a prayer on the situation. We really did not give up. We prayed earmestly for God to spare our firstborn. And then, we wait...After a week, the pain in her stomach gradually disappear, we were continue praying na wag s'yang maagasan. We finally went back to doctor after a couple of weeks for a check-up. The doctor displayed a face that wonders after series of examination done to my wife. And she came out with this words....."Your baby seems to know how to crawl back into her mothers womb" Gumapang yata ang baby mo!! It's a miracle!!! Muntik na akong maupos at mapasigaw. I praised God for that! My God is God of miracles! He never fails only if we believe!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, my firstborn is already in grade five, she's got her mom's charm and beauty, also a consistent topnotcher in her level school wide. Glory to God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang exciting, embarassing and uplifting first experience ang naiisip ko pero sa third edition na lang yata at mahaba na eh. Kayo ano mga first n'yo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to his purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113661089251280496?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113661089251280496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113661089251280496' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113661089251280496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113661089251280496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-second-first-ie-my-first2nd-edition.html' title='My Second First (i.e. My First...2nd edition)'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113617787638902063</id><published>2006-01-03T00:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:57:56.450+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Tuwing mga unang araw ng linggo sa bagong taon laging pumapasok sa isip ko yung mga pinagsusulat kong new years resolutions nung high school ko, nawala na nga yun dahil sa wakas nakagradweyt din ako, (hehehehe) at di rin naman ako talagang gumagawa nun kundi rin lang part ng informal theme writing namin, kasi sa ganang akin ang mga resolutions o possitive changes ay "continous activity in a daily life". Mabilis na kasing magbago ang mga situasyon dala ng teknolohiya o padami na padami ng klase ng tao. Kaya siguro ang mga pansariling resolutions ko eh based on the fast changing lifestyle, di masyadong time bounded, more on flexibility, syempre base on the infallible principles, God's word that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in any situation, resolutions are definite necessity to discover the area to be improved whether individually or in a team. It really does tell or remind us where we are, what do we want and where we want to go...and when it'll gonna be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing so, we can avoid comparing ourself to others, rather compare ourself to ourself of the past, para maiwasan ang inggit sa iba at makita natin ang mga pagkukulang natin sa ating sarili na kaya nating baguhin para makapagbigay pa tayo ng mas maraming mabubuting bagay sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 sige magsasalamin pa ako at ng makita ko ang mga pagkukulang ko ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 40:3&lt;br /&gt;He put a new song in my mouth and a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113617787638902063?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113617787638902063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113617787638902063' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113617787638902063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113617787638902063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113506969852504406</id><published>2005-12-21T00:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:10:29.720+04:00</updated><title type='text'>And So This Is CHRISTmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;It's nearly Christmas and almost everybody seems to be verry busy in preparation and enjoyment of glittering decors, new clothes, expensive material presents, blissful celebrations and so on. Christmas is in the air! Too many parties and get togethers are there! For some, this is the time to double or even triple their money in terms of profits and investments. Loyal consumers and buyers enjoy the opportunity of obtaining gifts, gifts and more gifts from suppliers (who doesn't want it anyway?) Caroling songs were played most of the time. Malls are very crowded and stocks of toys for young and old alike seems not enough. Christmas is turned into a buying fest in many places. Commersialism at its best. It's a breakout of spree visible in different activities, whether in shopping, drinking, eating, gaining and more. Enchanting shows announce and publicize everyday. Christmas Trees with bright, blinking and glowing lights visible in almost everycorner. Smiles are present from faces of many people who seem to be soo extra nice to everyone. (trying at least! Hmmn..., I hope not only for the gifts) One can be enticed to display things extravagantly for this merry season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religions (too many of them nowadays) traditionally celebrate this season by pointing us to the charming story of the Baby. And I love that story!, a Baby known to be King of kings and Lord of lords but was denied of a decent room..., was born in a manger....and with the animals. Luxury this season? Think again. Quite an example shown here against world standards. Knowing the story somehow make us sentimental. But sadly, many people just stop there. The great story of the Savior is just reduced to a baby story this season and unfortunately some even invented a Santa Claus story of gift giving to replace it. The genuine changes that comes with the Savior's life message is rarely seen and felt from an individual who celebrates the virgin birth. Perhaps..., because we just celebrate a part of His story in our lives or we are too pre-occupied with the blissfullness of the celebration that we forget the greatness of the Celebrant, who by the way did not remain a baby in the manger. He grew up and became strong, filled with wisdom. His life became the most powerfull people converter and healer. History is His story! A true story of life that can guide and strengthen everyone to go through the tears, heaviness and trickery in this world. His words are like double edged sword that can devide soul and spirit. He taught, touched and comforted many who approached Him. With all His humility and kindness, people still made Him suffer agonizingly and humiliated till death, Yes! He died too, a very painful and shameful death on the cross designed for hardened criminals. Lest we forget, He has a choice to skip that but instead, willingly uttered the words "Not my will but thy will be done." and submitted Himself to the punishment for sinners, yet knew no sin, to completely manifest and show the true meaning of His unconditional love. And that everyone could possibly understand that Christmas is not about gifts from fat, white bearded man nor having that external gliterring decors on a tree and in our house nor new gadgets to brag about. It's far more than serving one's senses. It goes beyond that....because this is the time when the all powerful and holy Creator reach out his sinless hand to the sinful creatures like us, by offering the very life of His dear Son. This is the begining of that great sacrifice! This is the most remarkable moment in history where the One who is larger than the universe became a microscopic embryo, the omnipotent instantly became flesh and blood, left His deity in heaven and choosed to become a person, with same range of feelings and weaknesses just as we are...,  yet wasn't tempted, yet lived obediently and yet sinless throughout his life. He was offered for the payment of debt He did not owe. He did it with great compassion to provide those who will accept Him as Lord and Savior...forgiveness and liberty from the clout of sin. (sounds lent huh?) This is what Christians celebrate, not the baby part story only but the complete revelation of His goodness in its truest meaning. The fullness of joy knowing that Christ, the author and finisher of faith, has conquered death. Oh yes! He lives and claimed victory to be shared for those who would receive Him. So let Him occupy that special room in our heart now! And keep Him there everyday to fill it up so that Christmas maybe felt and enjoyed by ourselves and other people as well for the whole year round. For we can only celebrate meaningfully, and be able to truly give love on Christmas day if we are immensely full of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is only as we see the birth of Jesus in light of His crucifxion and resurrection that we are able to grasp the full meaning of Christ coming. Friends and beloved! THIS IS CHRISTMAS!! Let us celebrate the season with a new and deeper perspective, along with our new life in Christ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Christ-centered Christmas everyone! LOVE and PEACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Jonh 3:16&lt;br /&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believe on Him should not perish but have everlasting life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113506969852504406?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113506969852504406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113506969852504406' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113506969852504406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113506969852504406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-so-this-is-christmas.html' title='And So This Is CHRISTmas...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113412113554737844</id><published>2005-12-10T05:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:38:55.576+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Meeting...</title><content type='html'>A meeting was called the other day to all monthlies and confidential employees in the office of the manufacturing manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's filled with excitement, some thought it was about the bonus for the coming season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room became silent when he started to speak......"Id like to announce my resignation due to opportunity abroad. I'll be here till the end of the month. Thank you very much for all of your support during my tenure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement was replaced by sudden gloom and silence from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Manager's grumbling voice and reddening eyes were expressive of emotions being tightly held back as he announce the last personnel movements he made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, startled, one of the guys voice out his thanks for all the consideration he made and things he taught us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer wa simple but left an echo in my head&lt;em&gt;...."Wala yun, basta galingan nyo lang ang trabaho ninyo, di na kailangan ang pasasalamat, sapat na yon."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a guy. A good guy who knows how to put pressure and tap your shoulder as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hope someday we'll share laughters and strategy again Sir Ed. Godspeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time when I cannot describe my feelings. Random and mixed emotions with sadness having the edge somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have too many why's about his decision to resign, but hey!.., it's his decision. I'll just treasure the knowlwedge imparted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All things work together for good..." I just said to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:1&lt;br /&gt;A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113412113554737844?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113412113554737844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113412113554737844' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113412113554737844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113412113554737844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/12/gloomy-meeting.html' title='Gloomy Meeting...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113324037813011441</id><published>2005-12-08T00:18:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T08:23:04.290+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged for the Nth time....</title><content type='html'>This is my assignment from Agring, quite late though.....Thanks for the tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting To Know Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 5:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you a morning person or night owl? Night Owl &lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Harry Potter Goblet of Fire&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? Smallville, CSI, Panday&lt;br /&gt;5. What did you have for breakfast? Eggs and "Tuyo"&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? Logatoc &lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite cuisine? Chinese, I like noodles and shomais &lt;br /&gt;8. What foods do you dislike? None &lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite day of the week? Sunday &lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? Hillsong Australia, Scott Wesley Brown&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favorite sandwich? Chicken &lt;br /&gt;12. What characteristics do you despise? Hypocrites, Boastfull &lt;br /&gt;13. What do you do most often when you are bored? Blog, Watch TV, Play with my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Japan, Hongkong and Marinduque Island&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite brand of clothing? Any Brand will do as long as it fits me and feel comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;16. Where were you born? Santa Ana, Manila Philippines&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your best childhood memory? Being lost in train terminal and Fishing in the sea&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have pets? yes, Dogs and Fishes &lt;br /&gt;19. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with everyone? I am learning to abide by the truth everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;20. What did you want to be when you were little? I wanted to be a seaman and sail the seven seas.&lt;br /&gt;21. Different jobs you have had in your life? Worked in Japan from construction site to manufacturing guy. Process Engineer, Supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;22. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? Chicken and that's it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to pass this assignment to Bluegreen (miss ko na post n'ya!), Pobs, and Kiwinoy&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113324037813011441?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113324037813011441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113324037813011441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113324037813011441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113324037813011441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/12/tagged-for-nth-time.html' title='Tagged for the Nth time....'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113352211132574965</id><published>2005-12-02T15:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:15:11.346+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toonie True...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/Knockin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/400/Knockin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/transform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/400/transform.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/ccdotcomic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/400/ccdotcomic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny yet strongly expressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a cool day full of smiles....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113352211132574965?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113352211132574965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113352211132574965' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113352211132574965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113352211132574965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/12/toonie-true.html' title='Toonie True...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113325545998627375</id><published>2005-11-30T05:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:40:07.466+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Tag (again....)</title><content type='html'>This is the long delayed response to a tag by blogger friends Neneng and Wendy. Thanks for tagging me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/320/eggs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nang Mauntog and Bilog na Itlog...(ay Oblong pala!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ilang at malayong kaharian ng Kablog,&lt;br /&gt;Ay may isang itlog, ngalan ay "Bilog",&lt;br /&gt;Walang pakundangang ito'y kung maghambog.&lt;br /&gt;"Ako ang pinaka sa lahi ng mga itlog&lt;br /&gt;Na inyong titingalain at di mailulubog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw sa matarik at mataas na moog,&lt;br /&gt;Siya'y umakyat at upang muling maghambog...&lt;br /&gt;Hinahamon ang lahat ng kasamang itlog.,&lt;br /&gt;"Kayo'y tumingala at masdan aking hubog!!",&lt;br /&gt;Di bat maganda kahit kaninong irog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biglang dumating ang galit na Kulog,&lt;br /&gt;Sya'y nagulat at pababang umimbulog&lt;br /&gt;Gumulong-gulong at malakas na nauntog&lt;br /&gt;Nakita nag lahat ang wakas ng hambog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala munang verse meal, kumakain ako ng itlog eh.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113325545998627375?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113325545998627375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113325545998627375' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113325545998627375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113325545998627375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/11/egg-tag-again.html' title='Egg Tag (again....)'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113272221224476927</id><published>2005-11-24T00:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T12:09:16.846+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian &amp; Atheist</title><content type='html'>Let us lightened up ourselves with the story some consider a joke while others simply an everyday life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Christian lady who lived next door to an atheist.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, when the lady prayed, the atheist guy could hear and he thought to himself&lt;br /&gt; "She sure is crazy, praying all the time like that. Doesn't she know there isn't a God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times while she was praying, he would go to her house and harass her, saying&lt;br /&gt;"Lady, why do you pray all the time? Don't you know there is no God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she kept on praying. One day, she ran out of groceries.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, she was praying to the Lord explaining her situation and thanking Him for&lt;br /&gt;what He was going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS USUAL, &lt;br /&gt;the atheist heard her praying and thought to himself. &lt;br /&gt;"Humph. . . I'll fix her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the grocery store, bought a whole bunch of groceries, took them to her house, dropped them off on the front porch, rang the doorbell and then hid in the bushes to see what she would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she opened the door and saw the groceries, she began to praise the Lord with all her heart, jumping, singing and shouting' everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atheist then jumped out of the bushes and told her, "You ole' crazy lady,&lt;br /&gt;God didn't buy you those groceries, I bought those groceries!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she broke out and started running down the street, shouting and praising the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finally caught up with her, he asked what her problem was...,She said, "I knew the Lord would provide me with some groceries, but I didn't know He was going to make the devil pay for them!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joke to some perhaps but it's a fact that God is absolutely able to always make a way in whatever situation specially for you who puts Him above all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a day full of smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;br /&gt;For my God shall supply all your needs according to His riches and glory through Christ Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113272221224476927?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113272221224476927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113272221224476927' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113272221224476927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113272221224476927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/11/christian-atheist.html' title='Christian &amp; Atheist'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113179335153548221</id><published>2005-11-13T06:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T15:02:31.550+04:00</updated><title type='text'>MOONLIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV ALIGN=JUSTIFY&gt;A legacy of a friend has just pop-up in my wandering mind due to the question raised by my daughter from her science assignment. “Pa…where does the moon’s light comes from?”  Haa!?  Moonlight?!? Upon uttering the word, my thoughts just automatically flew back to that high school incident that has left a beautiful insight and somehow, created in me …a smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and walk with me in my memory lane, and engage ourselves with story telling, we might stumble into something precious…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this classmate who usually share a verse, experience or an illustration of life pointing towards the adventure and benefits of straight and honest living. She’s not that expressive in class but she speaks loud in her silence and glance. Quite a good gal eh!?, I don’t know how good because I rarely interact with her outside the class. She is quite a low profile and out-spoken in most of the areas I consider very beneficial and of importance during those days. And me? I was so engrossed with being famous and belonging to the “in-thing”. I was so full of myself. You know! High school times!! But this classmate is gifted with so many memory verses and illustrations to share whenever chance arises. And since she was sitting near to me, I often find myself hearing those stories, verses and illustrations of her, quite a lot. I don’t know where it came from and I didn’t bother to. I was just hearing those to kill time during a no-teacher and vacant hour, but somehow and for some reason that I’m not aware of…yet, it provides calmness and strikes quite an interesting conviction within me. But I never admitted it to anyone and I just shrugged it off afterwards, I was just too busy with my big self to listen and too young to consider those stories seriously. Yeah! I’m hearing those, but not listening, until the….surprise exam…….(getting longer huh?). But fortunately, it was not a surprise for me not because I was studious but because I was tipped-off beforehand by a friend from another section where our substitute teacher also teaches. And I kept it to myself to have an edge, which will aid me to grab the scholarship honors, come graduation day. I sacrificed the recess time (which by the way is my favorite subject..Hehehe) by getting those lectures into my head. And so during the exam time (after my favorite subject) they were all surprise but not the mischievous me. As I looked into my “classmate with great stories”, I saw her quite bothered by the sudden test too, yet very busy filling up her papers. Ah! She had a tip too, I thought. And then almost everybody I noticed, were perspiring quite a lot and others (even those running for top honors) were applying their cheating skill to the fullest. Me? I am enjoying the sight of their perspirations and my edge, with a mischievous smile. An hour later, I heard the famous line, which everybody doesn’t want to hear…”Finish or not finish, pass your papers”. I boldly took the liberty to stand first and collect their papers. (What a show off!) And as I reached for my soft spoken classmate with “stories”, who by the way is also running for scholarship honors, I was shocked to read her papers. It was full of good “letterings” and very well designed, that says: IT IS BETTER TO GET ZERO RATHER THAN TO CHEAT! Whew! I was greatly moved and started to perspire just right that moment. Here she is, running for scholarship honors and recognition opted to be ZERO when she can easily take a peek on her notes and other papers as what most were busy doing while the teacher’s out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, I stopped hearing her inspirational stories anymore......I started listening with  an open heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of those stories was about the “Moonlight”, which serves as a light during the night, where darkness somehow evades half of the earth temporarily. Its light was not her own, only borrowed from the Sun and being reflected to earth to stopped the darkness from his evasion. If the moon will not yield to the Sun for the light, darkness will completely take over…. and all will be lost.&lt;br /&gt;It’s like true Christians, she said, they possess lights, given to them. They must not hide it nor put it off, they should stand up and let it shine to the people caught in darkness, in whatever situation. Their purpose for living is to pass that light from the Son to the people. And they will continue to shine brightly only if they continue to yield themselves to the Son. For without the Son, they are nothing...&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she definitely shown her light to me, and I was blinded. Now I see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure I can effectively answer my daughter’s assignment now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:16&lt;br /&gt;…let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113179335153548221?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113179335153548221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113179335153548221' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113179335153548221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113179335153548221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/11/moonlight.html' title='MOONLIGHT'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113151090051814440</id><published>2005-11-10T00:38:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T08:45:48.540+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "CATCH"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;After so much paper works I've finish, I felt kind of hungry and long for recharging. I decided to drop by in one of the malls along the way and saw a "good restaurant" offering an all-you-can-eat merienda for only 89 pesos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variety of foods were so deliciously arrange on the table. &lt;em&gt;Patay na naman ang diet ko nito. Taas na naman ang BMI! Aahh anong diet-diet!!? &lt;/em&gt;I immediately grab one table nearby where I placed my things and went to table to indulge. Wow! I took all the type of merienda I can handle. Afterwhich I ordered a regular glass of iced tea to complete the BBUUURRRRRPPPP! (excuse me!) Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm already full, I asked for the check and lo! The regular iced tea cost as much as the eat-all-you-can menu. Shocks! So the iced tea is now this much huh!? &lt;em&gt;"Galing n'yo!" &lt;/em&gt;I smilingly told the waitress with the "look". Fortunately I brought some money with me. (Nalungkot na naman si ninoy at nahiwalay s'ya sa paborito nyang pitaka) Tsk, tsk, tsk, sira budget ko...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the "catch"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:19&lt;br /&gt;Test everything. Hold on to good. Avoid every kind of evil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113151090051814440?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113151090051814440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113151090051814440' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113151090051814440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113151090051814440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/11/catch.html' title='The &quot;CATCH&quot;'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-113047491347408529</id><published>2005-10-29T00:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T09:15:58.536+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy's Tag</title><content type='html'>This is in response to a tag by a new blogfriend Wendy. Thanks for the tag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 random facts about me then tag the same amount of people as minutes it takes you to write the facts”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Real name is Felix Jun &lt;br /&gt;2.Jun lang sana yun eh, nakialam ang Paring nagbinyag sa kin kaya nadagdagan ng Felix. (And they lived hapilly afterwards....)&lt;br /&gt;3.I'm heavy weight at 100 kgs, trying hard to bring it down &lt;br /&gt;4.Panganay ako at nag-iisang lalaki, kaya ako ang pinakapoging anak na parents ko.&lt;br /&gt;5.Basketball, Volleyball and chess player ako nung younger days...&lt;br /&gt;6.I'm not religious..I just love the LORD!&lt;br /&gt;7.Manila Boy but longs for province life.&lt;br /&gt;8.Supervisor sa isang company.&lt;br /&gt;9.Happily married.&lt;br /&gt;10.With 2 beautiful and smart daughters.&lt;br /&gt;11.Lived and work in Japan for two and a half years...(hindi macho dancer ha!)&lt;br /&gt;12.Fond of reading anybook at hand and recently writing.&lt;br /&gt;13.Graduate of Mechanical Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;14.Stands 1.75 meter&lt;br /&gt;15.Loves to play with my chikitings in yard.&lt;br /&gt;16.Moody yet mature.(bahala na kayong mag-explain!)&lt;br /&gt;17.Likes Gary V. and Nyoy Violante (gaya ni Wendy, pero di ko crush ha...)&lt;br /&gt;18.open-minded at tatlo kaming magkakapatid. (ano kaya kuneksyon nun?)&lt;br /&gt;19.TV gaga...(kinukontrol ko na po!) (meron bang TV gago?)&lt;br /&gt;20.Passion of Christ..one of my favorites..(kabibili ko pa lang ng kopya di ko pa napapanood hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pass this tag to Blue (syempre para makapag-post sya...*wink), Archie, (dumating ka na ba?) and Kadyo, (meron ka na ba nito?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-113047491347408529?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/113047491347408529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=113047491347408529' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113047491347408529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/113047491347408529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/wendys-tag.html' title='Wendy&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112988939311304342</id><published>2005-10-26T05:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:16:27.920+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing Garbage Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Once a week a truck moves slowly down our street, pausing at every house. Full and sometimes overflowing garbage containers are picked up, emptied into the truck and returned to each house. During the next week as the rubbish accumulates and the odor increases, we became eager for the return of the garbage truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More repulsive than this is the personnal trash that accumulates inside our hearts and minds. Some of our garbage-----hatred, self-centeredness, bitterness, lust-----is obviously foul. But even what looks like good deeds or upright behaviour can reek like garbage if contaminated by our selfish pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible called these garbage sins. The thing that blocks or hide the face of Almighty from us. But God made a way for us. He even outlined His system disposal of our garbage. &lt;em&gt;"If we confess your sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness." (1Jonh 1:9)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!! His sin disposal is available everyday and everywhere,not just in church on Sunday. We need not fear revealing it to HIm, for He already knows them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Written by J.E. Yoder**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand He wants to get rid of our garbage, let us let Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 28:13&lt;br /&gt;He who coceals his sin does not prosper, but whoever confesses and renounces them finds mercy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112988939311304342?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112988939311304342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112988939311304342' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112988939311304342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112988939311304342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/throwing-garbage-away.html' title='Throwing Garbage Away!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112971283296618811</id><published>2005-10-20T05:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T13:07:12.976+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampangiti at Pamparelaks na rin...</title><content type='html'>o sige, tingin lang at nakakahawa 'to! Gayahin na rin natin....para lahat masaya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/B_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/400/B_smile.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino Kamukha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 18:3&lt;br /&gt;And He said:"I'll tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kindom of heaven."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112971283296618811?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112971283296618811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112971283296618811' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112971283296618811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112971283296618811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/pampangiti-at-pamparelaks-na-rin.html' title='Pampangiti at Pamparelaks na rin...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112798873449479089</id><published>2005-10-18T06:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:01:27.516+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison Within.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Many of us are tempted to hold back or cling to the years where we experienced bitterness or resentments that may have steamed from someone whom we argued with, painful events, the way we were raised, backstabs of close people or a misunderstanding. Instead of praying for the wound to be healed, we, as fragile people easily dwell into the bitterness of the past somehow, as if doing it could cause the people who hurt us to feel the pain even more than we do. We overlooked the fact that holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. If we think that hatred is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us, we're terribly wrong!, because hate, holding anger, resentment, grudges, revenge or bitterness (whatever you call it) is a curved blade, and the harm we think we do to others, we do to ourselves...stronger and more painful. It is also a rabid dog that turns on it's owner and like grabbing a rattlesnake by it's tail, you are going to be bitten...for sure!&lt;blockquote&gt;Resentment is a cocaine of emotions. It causes our blood to pump and our energy level to rise. But also like the coccaine, it demands increasingly large and more frequent dosages. There is a dangerous point at which anger ceases to be an emotion and becomes a driving force. A person who bent on revence moves unknowingly further and further away from being able to forgive, for to be without anger is to be without the source of energy.&lt;em&gt;(The Applause of Heaven)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Whenever we hold on to our anger, we start to believe that our positions are more important than our happiness, but in reality they are not! We must understand that being right is almost never more important than allowing yourself to be happy. So be cool and happy, will yah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/B_mad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/320/B_mad1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading this, some of you might be thinking...&lt;em&gt;you don't have any idea how hard my life has been&lt;/em&gt;. And you are absolutely right! I don't!.......,but I have a very clear idea (learned from having been a carrier this poison) that you will be more miserable in the future unless you deal with it the right way. So we must learn to let go and let God! (heard the cliche?) A person who harbors unforgiveness always losses. Hey!, it ain't easy to start the cure, but it sure will make you enjoy life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgive and Forget&lt;/em&gt;, forgetting is only the final step, it is dependent first on forgiving. One frees us to do the other. Forget all the pain but not the wisdom we could gain. Remember the lessons that comes with it and be a better contributor in this painful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot alter the pain of yesterday, that is true, but our reaction to yesterday....we can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a day full of smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:11&lt;br /&gt;A fool gives full vent to his anger but a wise man keeps himself under control.(NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112798873449479089?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112798873449479089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112798873449479089' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112798873449479089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112798873449479089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/poison-within.html' title='Poison Within.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112891725536164814</id><published>2005-10-16T00:06:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T14:10:45.786+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag na naman po....</title><content type='html'>Both Kadyo and Bing has tagged me, Thanks to both of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two in a Day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Is It Really Bad to Stare?&lt;br /&gt;It's not that bad to stare especially when you're doing it behind a good reason. Ako, I stare to whoever is on front teaching a lesson to connect and understand the lecture whenever I'm into one. I also stare in admiration to people and things. But staring in the Philippines at times, causes untoward incidents such as violence. Dami nga sa dyaryo na nagkatitigan lang umbagan na, that's why it pays to be careful in doing so. 'Got to clearly apply the staring thing in an approriate situations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang tumitig sa mga mukhang adik. (nakup! delikado)&lt;br /&gt;Huwag ka ring tititig kung kirat ka, nakup uli baka mapagkamalan presko ka ng mga babae. (hehehe) masampal ka pa!&lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang mag-stare kung guapo ka (tulad ko, sabi ng nanay ko at ng mga anak ko pag may pasalubong ako!) baka habulin ka ng mga bading at chikas syempre...&lt;br /&gt;Huwag ka ring tititig sa may utang sa yo...mawawala yon di ka makakasingil.&lt;br /&gt;Huwag ka ring tititig sa mga pulis..mayron dyan kokotongan ka pa, talo!&lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang tititig sa duling o sa mga looking weird na mga tao, baka mahawa ka or worse isipin nila pinagtatawanan mo sila, away yan!&lt;br /&gt;Huwag ka ring tititig sa guapo, sabay kagat labi...malamang bading ka hehehe (yaks!)&lt;br /&gt;Titigan mo na lang yung bulag....di nila alam yon hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Do You Have a Favorite Song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everybody has one, co'z a song or music in general is also a universal language which everyone enjoy clinging to. It somehow inspires us to do things with great excitement and unite people to move on carrying one objective. It has the power to relax the mind and sooth the soul to be agrressive again in accomplishing a noble task. It also brings humor to the dissapointed ang embarrased hearts to remind us to laugh which is a good medicine accordingly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paborito kong song......Butchikik! (ang di tumawa Timawa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass this tag to Bluegreen, Darlene, Marhgil, Nao and Ka Uro para masaya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112891725536164814?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112891725536164814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112891725536164814' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112891725536164814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112891725536164814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/tag-na-naman-po.html' title='Tag na naman po....'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112919615193210030</id><published>2005-10-14T05:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:08:41.536+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Akologist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was this story about a millionaire who attended a gathering. He sat next to some people who were discussing the subject of prayer. He joined the conversation by declaring "Prayer maybe alright for you but I don't need it. I worked for everything I have. I did not bother God to provide me anything!" One of the person there remarked "Sir, there's one thing you don't have that you might pray for." "And what that might be?" asked the millionaire. You Sir, could pray for humility.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really times in our lives that we became so prone to a certain amount of pride, especially in the midst of achievements, a good harvest, a house full of riches or a recognition of being a star. We are tempted to get all the glory from all of these and so eager to pronounce our self-sufficiency to the world. "Look at me. I'm very special. My story is more interesting and I'm more important. Just focus on me. &lt;em&gt;Ako muna! Ako lang!!&lt;/em&gt;" To varying degrees, many of us engage in this habit much to our own detriment. It takes an enormous amount of energy to be continually bragging about your accomplishments or trying to convince others of your worth as a human being. Bragging actually dillutes the possitive feelings between you and others. The more you try to loudly prove yourself, the more people want to avoid you, talk behind your back and perhaps even resent you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Although it's a difficult habit to break, it's not only enjoyable but actually peaceful to have the quiet confidence to be able to surrender your need for attention and instead share the joy of listening to others' glory.(R. Carlson)&lt;/blockquote&gt; Far better, we can acknowledge the Higher Being that give and allow all things for a greater reason than ourselves. &lt;em&gt;Huwag laging Ako at Ako lang, lest you bacame an "Akologists"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not get into trouble which enslave some of the so-called self-made men....... they worship their creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 9:24&lt;br /&gt;But let him who boast, boast about this: that he understand and knows Me, that I AM the Lord who exercises kindness, justice and righteousness on earth, for in these I delight,"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112919615193210030?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112919615193210030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112919615193210030' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112919615193210030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112919615193210030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/akologist.html' title='Akologist!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112877137369983131</id><published>2005-10-13T00:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:31:02.086+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag-Tag na ako.....sa Tag nyo....LOL!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for tagging me Blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA PINAKADAKILANG PILIPINO&lt;br /&gt;1. Lapu-Lapu&lt;br /&gt;2. Rizal&lt;br /&gt;3. Ninoy Aquino&lt;br /&gt;4. Bonifacio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA PILIPINONG HINAHANGAAN MO SA ANUMANG LARANGAN&lt;br /&gt;1. Manny Pacquiao (matinding disiplina sa training)&lt;br /&gt;2. Rizal Ulit (matindi tong taong to!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Gary V. &lt;br /&gt;4. Lorenzo Ruiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA MAGAGANDANG LUGAR SA PILIPINAS NA NARATING MO&lt;br /&gt;1. Baguio (malamig)&lt;br /&gt;2. Marinduque (moriones Festival and good Beaches)&lt;br /&gt;3. wala na akong maisip, sama nyo na lang ako pag may lakad kayo...&lt;br /&gt;4. Sabit na lang nga ako sa inyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA LUGAR SA PILIPINAS NA GUSTO MONG MAPUNTAHAN&lt;br /&gt;1. Boracay&lt;br /&gt;2. Davao&lt;br /&gt;3. Cebu&lt;br /&gt;4. Palawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA BAGAY NA PAG-NAKIKITA MO NAALALA MO ANG PILIPINAS&lt;br /&gt;1. Jeep at tricycle, may de padyak pa nga eh...&lt;br /&gt;2. Beaches&lt;br /&gt;3. Karitela&lt;br /&gt;4. Puno ng Niyog at saging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA PUTAHENG PILIPINONG PABORITO MO&lt;br /&gt;1. Ginataang Manok&lt;br /&gt;2. Pinakbet&lt;br /&gt;3. Litsong Manok&lt;br /&gt;4. Bulalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA SALITANG PILIPINO NA KAILANGAN MO NG TALASALITAAN PAG IYONG NARINIG&lt;br /&gt;1. Wala rin akong maalala dahil preho kay Blue, tanong ko lang kung di ko na-gets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA KANTANG PILIPINONG GUSTO MONG MARINIG&lt;br /&gt;1. Hangang (by Wency Cornejo)&lt;br /&gt;2. Pinoy Ako!&lt;br /&gt;3. Tupang Ligaw&lt;br /&gt;4. Lupang Hinirang (sa ibang bansa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA MATATAMIS NA SALITA O KATAGANG PILIPINO&lt;br /&gt;1. Panutsa&lt;br /&gt;2. Asukal&lt;br /&gt;3. Tubo&lt;br /&gt;4. Bukayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA APELYIDO NA PAG IYONG NARINIG NAKAKATIYAK KANG SILA AY PINOY&lt;br /&gt;1. Tubig&lt;br /&gt;2. Batungbakal&lt;br /&gt;3. Manalo&lt;br /&gt;4. Bartolome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA PANGALANG PINOY NA AYAW MONG IPANGALAN SA IYONG ANAK&lt;br /&gt;1. Barang!&lt;br /&gt;2. Panis (palayaw ng Teopanis)&lt;br /&gt;3. Segundo/Segunda (mas maganda kung First)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ciriaco / Ciriaca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA LARONG PILIPINO NA NALARO MO NA NG BATA KA PA&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunka&lt;br /&gt;2. Luksong tinik&lt;br /&gt;3. Tumbang Preso&lt;br /&gt;4. Moro-Moro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA BAGAY NA AYAW MO SA PILIPINAS&lt;br /&gt;1. traffic&lt;br /&gt;2. basura sa kalye&lt;br /&gt;3. Mamaya na po style&lt;br /&gt;4. Kurapsyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA BAGAY NA GUSTO MO SA PILIPINAS&lt;br /&gt;1. sense of humor ng mga tao kahit taghirap&lt;br /&gt;2. Pamilya..&lt;br /&gt;3. mga magagandang tanawin&lt;br /&gt;4. Maraming Fiesta..libre tsibog! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAT NA BAGAY NA GAGAWIN MO KUNG IKAW ANG PANGULO NG PILIPINAS&lt;br /&gt;Boboto mo ba ako????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIG-APAT NA ALAS NA AKING NAPILING TAGAYAN [PARA PATAS!]&lt;br /&gt;1. Jinkee&lt;br /&gt;2. Ka Uro (kararating lang sa bakasyon eh)&lt;br /&gt;3. Ka Atoy&lt;br /&gt;4. Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112877137369983131?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112877137369983131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112877137369983131' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112877137369983131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112877137369983131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/tag-tag-na-akosa-tag-nyolol.html' title='Tag-Tag na ako.....sa Tag nyo....LOL!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112858941892256182</id><published>2005-10-07T05:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:08:21.853+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?? May time ka ba???...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;One of my friend based in US (Leo M.) send me this reminder and I feel compelled to post it here. A heartwarming conviction that may open lot's of blessings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si Lord talaga alam kung kelan ako babatukan sa ulo. Here He is again trying to get my attention. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!?...busy ka? Naku mukha nga... tagal na natin di nagkikita...tagal mo na ako di dinadalaw... alam mo miss na kita... o sino yang nagtext sa iyo?... buti pa sa kanya nakapagreply ka agad... napansin ko ang dami mong ginagawa talaga... ang dami mo ring things to do diyan sa planner mo ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapangarap ka talaga noh?... ang dami mong plano. Nakakatuwa naman na malaman yan. kasama ba ako sa plano mo? Ano? naku di ka agad makasagot... sige okay lang alam ko naman kung ano talaga sagot mo...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita kita nung Friday, aga mo umalis sa office. alam mo ba, ang akala ko pupuntahan mo ako. Ooppss! hindi pala! TGIF (THANK God its Friday) pala kayo ng mga friends mo. Umaga ka na nakauwi ah? Naghintay ako sa'yo, pagpasok mo sa kuwarto mo, di mo ako napansin... haaay! Kawawa ka naman pagod na pagod ka, siguradong kinabukasan masakit ang ulo mo, tanghali ka na gigising. Ang dami mong lakad, naghihintay ako na tayo naman ang maging magkasama kaya lang sa dami ng schedules mo sa trabaho at sa labas ng office parang malabo. O sige na, balik ka na sa work mo. I might be eating too much of your time maging dahilan pa ako para masira ang plano mo sa araw na ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang sabihin sa'yo na nandito lang ako kapag kailangan mo ako...pag hindi ka na busy. totoo yon! walang biro! ayaw mong maniwala? Ganon kita kamahal kasi! ayaw mo pa ring maniwala? Haaay! remember this, kahit singit lang ako lagi sa buhay mo, kahit biglaan mo lang na natatawag ako dahil nagulat ka, nasaktan ka, nauntog ka o dahil part ang pangalan ko nung binabasa mo sa text, you will be in my heart always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trial after trial isipin mo kasama mo ako na lumalakad, hindi man sa buhangin, kasama mo pa rin ako... sa lahat ng plano mo , kahit hindi mo ako kasama perfecting it... para mas maging masaya ka... minsan tayo naman ang mag-usap ha? minsan ako naman ang dalawin mo...miss na talaga kita eh, usap tayo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa akin hindi ka singit lang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-aabang,&lt;br /&gt;HESUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Hope it made you pause for a while at nabigyan Siya ng oras...inaantay Niya tayong tumugon....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 31:3&lt;br /&gt;The Lord appear to us in the past saying: &lt;strong&gt;I have loved you with an everlasting love&lt;/strong&gt;; I have drawn you with loving-kindness .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112858941892256182?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112858941892256182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112858941892256182' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112858941892256182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112858941892256182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-may-time-ka-ba.html' title='Hello?? May time ka ba???...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112563781906601789</id><published>2005-10-06T00:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T17:03:22.146+04:00</updated><title type='text'>A tale of two Prince(s)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;I was awakened one cold night by the sound of my noisy pets. "Aw! C'mon, these creatures are destroying my needed night rest"...and so I thought. I wanted to prevent them from continuing the irritating sound of their barks as I was worried that my neighbors would be disgruntled by the noise they are creating. So I opened up the lights outside to go out and pacify them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was approaching the two holding a long piece of wood to hit them, I heard a sound somehow likened to that of a man running away. I really never bothered to check it for I am very sleepy and so irritated by these dogs. I just want to sleep and hit these dogs to silence them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did and they were silenced........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, I'm thinking of punishing these dogs by not giving them their usual breakfast but as I get into my car I noticed something. Hey one of my side mirror was missing!.. and it immediately occurred to me the reason why my dogs are barking continously last night, it's because of that stranger who ran away when I put on the lights last night, and if I was not awaken, who knows...They might already got my car for I was not able to park it inside the garage. 'Felt embarrassed for what I did to my dogs.....&lt;em&gt;kakahiya!&lt;/em&gt; I approached them and hugged these faithful creatures and promised to buy them a special one for their dinner.....that I kept. &lt;em&gt;Nahihiya pa rin ako sa kanila kaya pinasyal ko pa.....&lt;/em&gt;They have served the purpose why I got them in the first place...frightening those unwanted visitors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...Here they are, the two prince(s) in the family....named Prince Popeye (Brown) and Prince Bedie patiently and faithfully guarding the door kahit di ginto. Not expensively breed but just as faithful and useful. Ingat kayo.., not to count me as a foe or you'll gonna get them angry at you! Nangungutang yan...mapapatakbo ka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/Dogs19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/400/Dogs1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand why dogs are called a man's best friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 17:17&lt;br /&gt;A friend loves at all times and a brother is born of adversity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112563781906601789?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112563781906601789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112563781906601789' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112563781906601789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112563781906601789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/tale-of-two-princes.html' title='A tale of two Prince(s)...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112798832733773990</id><published>2005-10-03T09:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T17:22:48.416+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Was Tagged Again...</title><content type='html'>i was tagged by the Marghil. Here are the answers.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What is your favorite word (s)? Hallelujah! Pambihira, OK!, Shocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. What is your least favorite word (s)? Syet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? My daily personnal quiet time and a feeling that I could contribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. What turns you off? Maingay! Akologist! (Yun laging &lt;em&gt;AKO&lt;/em&gt; lang ang bida ta magaling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your favorite curse word (s)? WALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What sound or noise do you love? Inspirational Hymns. Sound of praises to the Living God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. What sound or noise do you hate? busina ng mga sasakyan, Pagmumura na parang bulaklak ng bibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What profession(s) other than your own would you like to attempt? Computer Technology, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What profession would you not like to do? Yun nanginingil ng utang sa phone, Yun nagsasayaw ng hubad kasi di ko kaya...laki tyan ko eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? "Well done my good and faithful servant!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. People I will tag: Eeeya! Eeya, Eeya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112798832733773990?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112798832733773990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112798832733773990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112798832733773990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112798832733773990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/10/was-tagged-again.html' title='Was Tagged Again...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112773620071485663</id><published>2005-09-27T07:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:34:45.380+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The MEET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;It was my first time to attend the PINOYZ2NZ meet last Saturday together with a friend, &lt;a href="http://bluegreen-thoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bluegreen.&lt;/a&gt;  Quite an exciting and informative gathering. Members unselfishly sharing experiences in their application progress. Patay ang negosyo ng mga consultancies dito, sabi ko na nga bat kaya ng pinoy and magdamayan eh, kahit walang inaantay na kapalit. There were discussions of many frequent asked questions in NZ applications together with the Do's and Don'ts. Andun pa ang isa kong school mate, nasa WTR stage na sya. Sana next time sa NZ na kami magkita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron isang nakakatuwa akong naranasan, gutom na talaga kami ni Bluegreen dahil na-delay yung food na inorder namin, kaya panay tingin ko sa likod kung dumating na. At nung dumating na, kinuha ko agad para makakain kaso and diskusyon naman nung kumakain ako eh tungkol sa Body Mass Index (BMI) at waistline na very strict daw ang medical requirement ng NZ. Halos ayaw ko na tuloy sumubo at baka tumaba na naman ako. Biniro nga ako ni Jinkee na tumigil na. hehehe, anong tigil-tigil kain at magpakabusog paborito ko pa naman yung lauriat. ayun! parang dinilaan ng aso yung plate ko pagkatapos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to meet those friends from afar...&lt;a href="http://jhsay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jinkee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://marhgil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marhgil&lt;/a&gt;, Angelman and &lt;a href="http://a-pinoy-in-nz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ka Uro&lt;/a&gt;. Parang feeling ko eh matagal ko na silang kilala dahil sa pagbabasa ko ng blog nila and they were truly very friendly and kind. Si Ka Uro nga napakasimple, and very humble considering that many of the attendees were there just to see and hear him talk, walang kaere-ere sa katawan kaya pala most of the people were drawn to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang lang at ang pictures na kinuha ko through my cellphone wasn't developed pretty well. Dapat nai-post ko na dito, kasi naman gumagamit pa ng low-tech eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, dalangin ko lang na lahat sana pumasa sa application nila sa NZ at nang duon naman magkaron ng meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love HIm,who have been called according to His purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112773620071485663?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112773620071485663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112773620071485663' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112773620071485663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112773620071485663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/09/meet.html' title='The MEET!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112727824194207469</id><published>2005-09-22T00:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:03:14.746+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Way to Express Love is.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;All of life is a series of relationship. There are few or no people who will find any satisfaction if they have to live a life alone. God knows that, that's why Eve came to the picture. The fullest enjoyment (and perhaps achievement too!) of this life is deriving from the times we are able to share joys and sorrows, experiences and ideas with the dear people we have. Unfortunately, with the never-ending distractions and demands (and attractions too) that flood our lives, we tend to live so much for tomorrow and the "job that has to be done" with it. As a unwanted result, our relationship become shallow, unsatisfying and ineffective. Worst, the very dear people whom we are supposed to derived our strength becomes at times an irritation because we're too pre-occupied with something else. (or in other case, someone else!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I was one of the particular MEN (and now women too I heard...) who doesn't understand this. All the while I thought that...,by providing my dear ones with the necessities and (at times) luxuries of life, I'm already taking care of them at my best. That's why I spend most of my time in work to come up with enough and make them happy. Leave early and arrive late for home was once my routine......just for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rebuked one day when my eldest daughter asked me to buy her a "post-it-notes" like the one I use in my office. I felt quite proudly satisfied for her, thinking that she is learning to become organize by using those "post-it-notes" to remind her of the priorities in school's schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of curiousity and eagerness of confirmation excitedly pushed me to ask her the question "Why?". She answered awkwardly by saying&lt;em&gt;....."Papa, Isusulat ko na lang ang gusto kong sabihin sa yo dito, tapos dikit ko sa pinto kasi di na tayo nagkikita at nagkakausap ng matagal eh, lagi kang busy...miss na kita".&lt;/em&gt; Haa! It struck me so hard that my face turned pale! I was convicted, embarassed and so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an eye opener that made me reconsider and improve my ways and priorities. It also points me to the simple yet very loud truth..., that each of us has only one life....a short one with equal amount of time each day. And when your time is given to someone or something, you are giving a portion of your life that you'll never get back. That's why the greatest gift you can give to someone very dear and loved are not diamonds, roses and chocolates, but it is your time.....your quality time that can be felt, not just presence. A very focus attention of love that concentrates so intensely that you forget yourself at the moment...somehow. (lalim nito ah...ako ba ito!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what R. Warren says...&lt;blockquote&gt;"The essence of Love is not what we think or do or provide for others but how much we give of ourselves."&lt;/blockquote&gt; In our final moments, when our life is about to end, I believe, we will not be asking to bring our diplomas and trophies, gold watch and diamonds jewelries, bank accounts and acquired properties, but instead we would ask to be sorrounded by people we love and have relationship with. And we will all realize then that relationship are what life is all about and family relationships are second to none in priority-----except God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering this, made me express my concern and love to all of my dear ones in whatever way I can, and while I can, because time's running, various changes constantly occur, people die, and children grow. Someday my beautiful daughters will not sit on my lap or my parents won't give me advices anymore. No more goodnight kisses, hugs and prayers with them. I don't want to look back with so much regret because of what I fail to do when I have the chance to do it. So I might as well live each moment with them fully so it's value will always be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom, accordingly is knowing and acting the truth sooner rather than later. The best expression of love is your quality time and the best time to express your love is ...NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag nabasa ito na mga kapatid, anak at ng esmi ko...sasabihin ng mga yon eh...Ang galing nung quality time mo, pero wag mo ring kalimutan yung diamonds, gold and money, ok din yun sa 'min, penge ha. (sablay tayo dyan) Hmmmmm....pero maganda nga yata ang combination...may point sila...hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1John 3:18&lt;br /&gt;"My children, our love should not be just words and talk; it must be true love which shows itself in action." (TEV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112727824194207469?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112727824194207469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112727824194207469' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112727824194207469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112727824194207469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/09/best-way-to-express-love-is.html' title='Best Way to Express Love is.......'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112686659346511369</id><published>2005-09-17T06:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T16:08:11.546+04:00</updated><title type='text'>For YOU.....Peace Crusaders...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;I have met lots of people here in cyberworld...sadly, mostly were just "lying huricane" trying to boast around and make fun of you. That's why, it has instilled in my wandering mind na dito sa Cyberweb ay walang totoong tao, puro bolahan lang at asaran, pag pikon ka talo ka na. Magyabang ka na ng magyabang di naman nila alam kung sino ka...kaya di ako nagpapakilala ng totoo kahit kanino para makaiwas sa mga ganitong klaseng tao and for privacy and security reasons din. All defenses are up when I'm in web, even my name is hidden to everyone.....back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd like to start a new way of dealings in this webworld just to make a difference pero to my surprise, ang dami na pala. I'm so glad I discovered them! These are &lt;strong&gt;THE PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt;.....noble contributors, friends afar, peace lovers, kingdom builders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami palang mga descent and sensible na totoong tao dito at handang magbigay ng assistance through first hand and valid informations regarding various subjects and predicaments your into, and surprinsingly...free!, without anything in return, just plainly helping...(christianity in action!) di mo pa yan nami-meet ha. Some people I know, are at times, providing financial assistance to truly needy people they just met here in web. (they really exist!). Some guys are so good to brilliantly oppose any negativeness in some forms by giving birth to a great movement. All the while, this is not really my expectation due to some bad situations I've heard and experienced from some people here, but I was wrong...terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest very good move and example I've seen is this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vfsmovement.blogspot.com/"&gt;peacecrusader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; idea....WOW! Congratulations to people who initiated and support this movement. It kills bitterness and divisiveness before it happens, it murders malicious intents of some and halt negative reaction that could rob us the joy and harmony in blogging. It distinctively promotes peace without fail, invitations of friendship without boundaries, excitement towards new learnings by the ideas and informations exchange and possitive reactions towards every blogspot visitors. Indeed! This was a great move from great minds of great people! Kudos....Guys!!!! So glad to know you! Sana dumami pa lahi nyo! Galing! Husay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day and Glory to the living God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 12:8&lt;br /&gt;A man is praised according to his wisdom, but men with warped minds are despised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112686659346511369?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112686659346511369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112686659346511369' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112686659346511369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112686659346511369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-youpeace-crusaders.html' title='For YOU.....Peace Crusaders...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112651938982012246</id><published>2005-09-11T09:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T09:18:13.303+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Old and Growing Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Sigh! Sumapit na naman po ang araw na kung saan ako ay mag-aaddition ng isang taon sa araw-araw na paglakad ko sa mundong ito. Nag-leave ako sa opis para ipasyal ng konti ang pamilya sa SM at mag-celebrate ng konti privately with my family. Sinabay ko na rin ang paghahanap ng idea na magandang isulat sa blog, pero parang engrossed ako sa mga bata habang pinapanood ko silang naglalaro at nagtatawanan, habang naglalakad sa mall at habang kumakain. They're so enjoyable to watch. Kakatuwa to be children that once I've been. Kahit simple lang ang celebration napasaya ang mga bata at syempre mas masaya ako pag masaya sila.(Tatay na nga ako!) Malapit na pala akong mag-forty and I can't help wandering If I could just stay cool and satisfied for the rest of my life just as today. But that was just a wish, that could never come true cause I've set myself to continue moving on, harvest learning, and contribute as long as I could. &lt;em&gt;Growing forward&lt;/em&gt;...ika nga ni &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=" http://bluegreen.thoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Masarap din paminsan-minsan ay balikan mo yung triumph and kapalpakan mo sa buhay, napapangiti kang mag-isa, huwag ka lang hahalakhak ng malakas at baka may dumampot sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing those youthful years lead me to realize how quickly time flies and how, in some way, one wants it back. Approaching the middle of life cause people to think. Especially when you notice wrinkles and laugh lines in your face. Strength is fading as well as speed. Hard muscles turning soft and hair is decreasing...mostly.(tabi-tabi po!) Being young has it's physical advantages that everybody love to enjoy until we can. But we get older and these advantages also slips away. For some, I can noticed the tendency to hold on "staying young". How they spend much time and money on some anti-aging hormones, hair loss remedies or plastic surgeries just to look and stay younger, like once before. There's nothing wrong with staying healthy, or in good shape and keeping oneself alert with what's happening in the world....but being obsessed with staying young physically could rob one of enjoying the sweet feeling of moving on. Because, again...the reality is we get older and don't really stay young, we cannot cheat time no matter how advance our technology nowadays. By undergoing such unnatural process, we are just trying to create an illusion (mostly for ourselves) that we are exempted in physically fading away (so to speak). I honestly think that it's more beneficial for us to rather spend most of our time not in making ourselves &lt;em&gt;"look good to feel good"&lt;/em&gt;..., but to be really good and equipped, to nurture those gained wisdom from the years to be passed on to youth. Because spending time fighting the natural process only steals from our enjoyment of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.....Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:13&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man who finds wisdom, the man who gains understanding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112651938982012246?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112651938982012246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112651938982012246' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112651938982012246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112651938982012246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/09/growing-old-and-growing-up.html' title='Growing Old and Growing Up!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112546399095497623</id><published>2005-09-01T16:09:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T15:10:24.650+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Around Me......</title><content type='html'>Had some shocks in my life from the past few days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;I witnessed an aftermath of a tragic road acciddent while on my way to work, ang aga-aga pa trapik na sa coastal highway...yun pala may tumawid na matandang lalaki (highway ito ha!) at di nailagan ng sasakyan, it's brakes was not applied on time perhaps due to the short distance between them. Whew! First time in my life to see.... Blood sprawling on the road from a lifeless body of an old man just lying there. Happened in a blink of an eye. Help arrived but.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again on my way to work, it was still dark about 5 AM. I was supposed to ride in the frontseat of the vehicle that stopped in my front, but was hindered by the incoming car which blocked my path so I decided to sit in the rear. We were traveling quite fast I noticed, kasi pag lumiliko napapahawak ako sa handle nung pinto. Then in one sharp curve a tricycle suddenly appeared, humawak na lang ako ng mahigpit sa handle at yumuko...C R A S H!!!! Front glass shattered (Wind shield), few broken fragments reached me but fortunately wasn't able to wound me. Immediately, I got out from the FX and pacify the mother sitting in front of me who is crying and checking her baby for any possible wound. I took the baby gently and raised her. &lt;em&gt;"Wala po di tayo inabot ng broken glass, fortunately, natakpan tayo ng pasahero sa harapan"&lt;/em&gt; I assured her. Afterwhich, I saw the tricycle driver lying around 7-8 meters from me still alive and groaning in pain beside the wrecked cycle. I shouted for help on the by-standers who quickly responded. (Thank God!) Guys in the front who served as our cover took almost all the broken pieces from the windshield. I don't know how many wounds they've got, one thing for sure ...it's painful, Thanks anyhow...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one, just happened last week and this one's personnal....My phone alarmed while I'm about to board an FX taxi. I didn't check it at baka maunahan pa ako sa pagsakay. Agawan kasi eh.  When I was already conveniently sitting inside the FX, that's when I took my phone and a text message read as&lt;em&gt;...."Kuya wala na si Nanay"...&lt;/em&gt;It was from my cousin's. Suddenly..I felt cold and speechless. I try to hold myself together and stop my tears due to this tragic news. I was just planning to visit her in afternoon but it was cancer in the fourth stage which robbed me. I missed her smiles whenever we talked. Memories of my Auntie still lingers...I don't know but....somehow, something is being drain from me whenever this kind of info reach me. One thing though...my cousin informed me that she surrendered her life to Christ days before it happened, and that means a lot to me, Tita....In God's time we'll see each other again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back in these days made me earnestly seek guidance from a more powerful Being that can guarantee security and salvation in my daily life before starting a day. Shocking situations like these could possibly make you quite drained and afraid...and might result to who knows what....kaya kahit sabihin nung mga barkada ko na corny na raw ako dahil mahilig na raw akong mag pray at bumasa ng inspirational stories and Bible, OKs lang yun sa 'kin........sigurista na ako eh, Ayaw ko nang pumusta sa sabong ng mga manok, ibang "kristo" nakita ko don, lo-dyes ng lo-dyes, madalas talo kahit liyamado pa....napatay na manok mo inulam pa ng iba.(sigh!) Pati pagtaya sa karera ng kabayo ayaw ko ng pasukin, iba ring jockey jesus ang nakita ko ron...walang kasiguruhan, panalo na natalo pa. tsk, tsk tsk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new way of living and this made me courageously face some unexpected and quite unlikely situations of life. I still cry , I still struggle and I still miserably fail, but knowing God, not by religion but through a very personnal relationship, empowers my daily journey......and yes, in any situation. Even death that comes like the thief of the night which many people in all ages fear..,doesn't worry me anymore and I can confidently asked it....&lt;em&gt;"O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?"&lt;/em&gt;(as what St. Paul said to Corinth, ICor 15:55). So then...just accept Jesus Christ as your Lord &amp; personal Savior....no strings attached, for sure you will go to heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death.....do you still fear it? 'Hope not! Have a blessed day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil. 1:21&lt;br /&gt;For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112546399095497623?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112546399095497623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112546399095497623' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112546399095497623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112546399095497623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/09/death-around-me.html' title='Death Around Me......'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112366542792210630</id><published>2005-08-29T15:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T14:33:39.566+04:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS!!</title><content type='html'>I find it insightful what others say and think about success. People somehow reveal the variety of things that drives them or where their lives are focus by simply giving a definition of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some insist that it's tantamount to what you possess, materially that is, after all money makes the world go round, so they say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others say that it's all about achieving a fame. You're  really in a big league if you are remembered for the feat you achieved. You left record others want to break or inspired the youth to keep on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are sectors that says, a good paying job, with a great family in the big house and the best education you can attain. Wow! ganda nga naman non...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend, Mr. Bryan H. says...Success is when you look back you can be able to smile. Hmmm......Kinda short yet eminates a satisfaction....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these definitions somehow made me pause for a while, it brought me to an analysis of what matters most in life....and I am quite inspired with what Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sucess is..... &lt;br /&gt;To laugh often and much; &lt;br /&gt;To win the respect of intelligent people &lt;br /&gt;and the affection of children; &lt;br /&gt;To earn the appreciation of honest critics &lt;br /&gt;and endure the betrayal of false friends; &lt;br /&gt;To appreciate beauty; &lt;br /&gt;To find the best in others; &lt;br /&gt;To leave the world a bit better, &lt;br /&gt;whether by a healthy child, a garden patch &lt;br /&gt;or a redeemed social condition; &lt;br /&gt;To know even one life has breathed &lt;br /&gt;easier because you have lived; &lt;br /&gt;This is to have succeeded.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a definition, I like it, it's encompassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an info.., do you know that according to bible scholars the word success is only mentioned once in King James Version of the Bible. It is found in Joshua 1:8 "This Book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shall meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shall have good &lt;strong&gt;success.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Truly, success has varieties of description but to attain it, we need to be guided by His words. As for me, without His precious words, there will be no real success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka...yung anak kong bunso, may definition din ng success....nakita nya sa commercial ng T.V. Pag tinanong ko...anak ano ba daw ang success...papasok yun sa C.R. tapos lalabas bigla at bubuntong hininga ng malalim sabay sigaw ng....SUCCESS! Grabe kang bata ka..,kanino ka kaya nagmana?.....LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you...what's your definition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOshua 1:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112366542792210630?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112366542792210630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112366542792210630' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112366542792210630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112366542792210630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/success.html' title='SUCCESS!!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112454530438572708</id><published>2005-08-23T09:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T08:11:01.716+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Telenovela of Politics</title><content type='html'>Politics flooded the everyday frontpages of tabloid, occuring to me as the biggest telenovela of life, starring the big names of the so-called leaders of this damaged country. Different political parties currently presenting witnesses after witnesses, hurling accusations against each other and not surprisingly, some witnesses are getting over the fence for noble reasons accordingly.(how much?). It's been quite a pitiful sight for the political environment of the only christian nation in the far east. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there exist a favorite ringtone of the masses....HELLOW GARCI!, that given birth to the word, IMPEACHMENT. And probably, to escape humiliation and to have a graceful exit, they are inviting everyone to party...and do the CHA-CHA. Compromises after compromises being done to keep an issue flaming or perhaps to cover one...and what does it accomplish for the filipino masses? Nothing significant ..err just an entertaiment perhaps, which filipino loves, a true to life telenovela as what I've said. Now I'm completely convinced of the one liner I have read somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We do not fear to do wrong, what we fear is to be caught doing wrong.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It has some light of truhtfulness in it as what our current political situation is conveying. Our sense of righteousness is being blinded (most of the time) by the desire of personnal gain. Our norm of conduct is generally prompted by expediency rather than by principle. We are poor and still becoming poorer. And sadly, there are people among us who are more inclined to occupy a position rather than to contribute for uplifment of the people's livelihood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think that changing the system is good as the situation calls for it but currently, It's not the system that needs to be change! it's the persons behind the system who are tasked to implement it religiously. We must not be a member of NATO anymore!(No Actions, Talks Only....that is!) How many systems did we change for the past years yet our condition still worsens. If we are to truly change this nation towards greatness, we must first undergo changes from within, because only changed people can bring about change.......and so the telenovela could have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Some words were taken from letter of Atty. J.E. Yulo*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2Chronicles 7:14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people, who are called by my name, shall humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sins and I will heal their land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...let us not just hear it..let's do it!.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112454530438572708?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112454530438572708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112454530438572708' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112454530438572708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112454530438572708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/telenovela-of-politics.html' title='Telenovela of Politics'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112418491656142410</id><published>2005-08-16T14:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:18:27.380+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying Hands...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/1600/Praying%20Hands1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7906/1251/200/Praying%20Hands.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled on this picture from one of the forum I joined. This was posted by a new found friend Mr. Hawke. It is a picture painted by Albrecht Durer entitled, "Praying Hands". It has an interesting history with it and I have re-posted it here for others that have an interest and insight as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is worth reading...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of Albrecht Durer the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the Academy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, "No ...no ...no ...no." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, "No, brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look ... look what four years in the mines have done to my hands! The bones in every finger have been smashed at least once, and lately I have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand that I cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less make delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No, brother ... for me it is too late." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer's hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer's works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply "Hands," but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love "The Praying Hands." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need one, that no one - no one - - ever makes it alone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Source Unknown~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Heb. 13:5&lt;br /&gt;...I will never leave you nor forsake you.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...these words was spoken by the Creator who doesn't and cannot lie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112418491656142410?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112418491656142410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112418491656142410' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112418491656142410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112418491656142410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/praying-hands.html' title='Praying Hands...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112410931986020330</id><published>2005-08-15T17:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T17:50:37.606+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My assignment from Nao...&amp; 4ever....</title><content type='html'>My &lt;em&gt;Seven&lt;/em&gt; assignment from &lt;a href="http://naomituazon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nao&lt;/a&gt; &amp; 4ever!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sin...takot ako pag walang Diyos...kahit mukha akong demonyito..LOL!&lt;br /&gt;2. Lost of loved ones....&lt;br /&gt;3. Sufferings of loved ones...I don't want to see them hurting...&lt;br /&gt;4. Snakes..kahit ano pa sabihin mo...&lt;br /&gt;5. When I don't contribute, yun bang namumulutan lang, ayaw tumagay....&lt;br /&gt;6. Me and my bad habits....baka di ko makontrol...sablay...&lt;br /&gt;7. Fire...Tira!, Tira ng tira!...Ay Apoy pala! Takbo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you like the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. Love...tell me who can live without love...?&lt;br /&gt;2. Nature Trip....natural eh!&lt;br /&gt;3. Word meditation....source of my sanity and strength in the midst of complicated and cruel world....(ano?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Internet...makes people so close yet so far....&lt;br /&gt;5. Blogging...syempre, adik nga 'to eh.....&lt;br /&gt;7. Siomai...yun galing sa Chowking, samahan mo na ng kanin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven important things in your bedroom:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bible&lt;br /&gt;2. Phone&lt;br /&gt;3. Bed&lt;br /&gt;4. Blanket&lt;br /&gt;5. Pillows&lt;br /&gt;6. Electric Fan...ala pa akong air-con eh...&lt;br /&gt;7. Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven random facts about you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Flexible and Learner&lt;br /&gt;2. Sweet and loving....nilalangam nga eh.....&lt;br /&gt;3. Outspoken....&lt;br /&gt;4. Takot magalit..."Don't make me angry, you wouldn't want me if I'm angry" (Hulk)&lt;br /&gt;5. Observer and learner&lt;br /&gt;6. happily married&lt;br /&gt;7. with two smart and beautiful daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you plan to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;...marami 'to eh di lang seven, kulang space.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you can do:&lt;br /&gt;1. House electricals&lt;br /&gt;2. Driving&lt;br /&gt;3. Mechanic&lt;br /&gt;4. Blogging&lt;br /&gt;5. Be a good Friend&lt;br /&gt;6. 30 push-ups...wala na yatang ensayo.....&lt;br /&gt;7. Influence people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you can't do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be in two place at the same time&lt;br /&gt;2. Fly&lt;br /&gt;3. Suicide&lt;br /&gt;4. Kill a person&lt;br /&gt;5. Be invisible&lt;br /&gt;6. Split..(pano ba yon?)&lt;br /&gt;7. Laugh when everyone is crying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;1. beautiful curves&lt;br /&gt;2. brain&lt;br /&gt;3. share same interests as mine&lt;br /&gt;4. Honest&lt;br /&gt;5. God-fearing&lt;br /&gt;6. Low-profiler&lt;br /&gt;7. Inward and outward Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you say the most:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pambihira!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pusang gala!&lt;br /&gt;3. Shocks!&lt;br /&gt;4. 'Luv Yah!&lt;br /&gt;5. HA!&lt;br /&gt;6. Galing!&lt;br /&gt;7. Husay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven celeb crushes (whether local or foreign):&lt;br /&gt;1. Heart Evangelista&lt;br /&gt;2. Regine Tolentino&lt;br /&gt;3. Ellen Degeneres&lt;br /&gt;4. Phoebe Cates&lt;br /&gt;5. Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;6. Kristine Hermosa&lt;br /&gt;7. Alicia Silverstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people you want to see to take this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eeya&lt;br /&gt;2. Bluegreen&lt;br /&gt;3. Archie&lt;br /&gt;4. Jinkee&lt;br /&gt;5. Ka Uro&lt;br /&gt;6. Marghil&lt;br /&gt;7. Blue ulit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112410931986020330?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112410931986020330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112410931986020330' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112410931986020330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112410931986020330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-assignment-from-nao-4ever.html' title='My assignment from Nao...&amp; 4ever....'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112373521287925236</id><published>2005-08-12T09:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T08:11:04.420+04:00</updated><title type='text'>...Lyn D' Angels...</title><content type='html'>I'm really very fond of meeting people, irrespective of their race, beliefs and social status, as if there's something in me that is being satisfied whenever I suceed to established a good raport to every people I came accross with. Personnaly,&lt;br /&gt;I consider it a very exciting achievement....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito nga sa opis namin, may nakakasalamuha akong mga unique ladies in their own right. (ladies nga ba?) I don't know from where planet they came from, but they all possess similarity of names. I'd like to call them ...&lt;em&gt;Lyn D' Angels&lt;/em&gt;. Here's how I see them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ailyn 1--- A newbie in HRM department that gives me tickles as well as irritation. She is in-love with my "batok" that's why she fondly calls me by that name everytime I pass-by her office. Alaskador po talaga, sisigaw ng "Batok" yan, tapos dudugtungan pa..."yung batok mo tinibuan ng mukha". This lady is a green apple and has so many things to learn. Ewan ko nga ba sa dami ng magaganda kong asset (walang kokontra!), batok pa nakita. Di nila alam na shock absorber ko yan, dyan napupunta lahat ng pressure ko kaya tumagal ako dito sa trabaho. Hoy! Ailyn..inglis ng batok "Nape" (sabi ni Ka Berns) para sosyal ka ng konti. LOL! Pero sa totoo lang...maganda talaga siya...di lang nga halata. Hehehe! (nakaganti rin ako)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ailyn 2--- Another sweet lady, laging naka-smile buti na lang walang tinga! She's a very promising jolly lady. Mahirap na mapagtripan ka ng babaeng ito! Minsan nga nakipagharutan, masyado yatang natuwa...hinila at sinira ang uniform ko, tapos tumawa pa ng tumawa, kasama nung isang Aileen. gusto kong mainis but I managed to manage the situation kaya natawa na rin lang ako, sayang energy ko sa galit (naks! very possitive no?), Kasi talaga namang kakatwa ang uniform namin, parang...ewan! Hoy Ailyn! Hanggang ngayon sira pa uniform ko...kakatakot kang matuwa! daming nawawasak! Pero maganda ka rin.....biro lang! (naniwala ka naman!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aileen --- This one is quite reserved and low profile. A deafening silence that speaks a lot of possibilities. She lives in a cave where only chosen people are allowed. I call her Batgirl, (di naman mukhang paniki ha!), minsan nadiskubre namin ang blogspot at nagsulat kami ng kung anu-ano lang pero....WOW! the talent surfaced...Galing! Parang di engineer, na karamihan mahina sa inglis, parang journalist. Pero careful ka if you're not prepared to be iritated when you engage her in "asaran" session. Champion yan mang-asar! Her words fall soft and light but has a great weight. Ilag igan! (hoy batgirl 'lam ko basa mo to....labas ka sa kuweba mo at hanap ka na ng batboy mo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen --- Another very interesting lady. 'Met her here in cyberworld, her beauty and charms radiates from my boobtube pero di naman s'ya bolera, natural lang. Very open and humble, she is a singer of the band which is why I think she is articulate to talk with. Minsan, nagbubulalas ng problema yan sa forum, teary eyed nga ako sa pagbabasa eh, maraming nagbibigay ng advice, and di nya alam ay ...the more she gets vulnerable by opening up....the more she is helping us to be strong, and we got quite close yet actually so far just by sharing her dim experiences. (akala ko walang totoong tao dito sa cyberworld, but she proved otherwise.) God bless you Sunshine. Hang in there! God has a plan for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yeah it's true, everyone is unique. Look at them, similar names, same gender, yet very different persons. As what I usually says...&lt;em&gt;People varies&lt;/em&gt;...sa tagalog, ang mga tao binabaon sa lupa...LOL! Sige mga "Aylin", alaskahin nyo lang ulit ako...ibabaon ko kayong lahat!!! LOL!(joke!) Kidding aside, you are all angels and inspiration! God Loves You All!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kaya mabugbog ako nito pag nabasa nila ito......(jitters..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:30&lt;br /&gt;Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112373521287925236?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112373521287925236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112373521287925236' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112373521287925236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112373521287925236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/lyn-d-angels.html' title='...Lyn D&apos; Angels...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112364805085206710</id><published>2005-08-09T21:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T08:27:30.856+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though...</title><content type='html'>I,ve got an e-mail from my brother Jozel who never fails to uplift me with his inspirational and insightful collections of articles. He's very far yet manage to be so close. Let me share one of those e-mails with you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Even though you have every right to be angry, you have every reason to let it go. For when you let go of your anger, you make more room for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though your first impulse may be to retaliate, you're likely to be better off when you reconcile and forgive. After all, when you've been hurt, it makes no sense for you to prolong the hurt with your own attitude and actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the world is often cruel and unfair, it does not have to get you down. The more fully and willingly you accept what is, the more power you have to improve upon it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though many things will come along that could be frustrating and annoying, you can always choose to respond with patience and with grace. By so doing, you'll be building strength as well as focusing your energy in a more positive and productive direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though events may not go your way, you can continue to move in the direction of your own choosing. Success depends very little on being given what you want, and much more on becoming the best you can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though life has its setbacks, disappointments and tragedies, they pale in comparison to the new and positive possibilities that increase with each passing moment. Choose to fully live the immeasurable blessing that is your life, and every day will move you forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama s'ya....we really don't know what the future will hold for us, so let us continue to plant good seeds for the future, even though..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utol Jozel...salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 6:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do no give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...As i usually say...Keep on keeping on!!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112364805085206710?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112364805085206710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112364805085206710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112364805085206710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112364805085206710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/even-though.html' title='Even though...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112246496198295310</id><published>2005-08-01T15:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T14:04:55.780+04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the newness wears off.</title><content type='html'>Have you experienced being veerrry excited, attentive and motivated in a certain activity assigned to you, or perhaps to a new job or environment you are into....Ang aga mong gumising, pasipol-sipol pa, walang late, lahat ng utos "Yes Sir! o Yes Mam!" ang sagot, pasigaw pa yun ha. Pati ang bilis mong kumilos, dami mong nagagawa, parang wala ng bukas, lahat ng assign task tapos mo! walang tinitirang jobs, You're sweating hard but it really doesn't bother you much 'co'z you're accomplishing something you've never done before. Very productive, very efficient. Sabi nga ng kaibigan ko...."di ka sayang kaibigan"...Galing! Husay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....after a considerable time doing the routinaries of effectiveness, parang ang bagal mo ng kumilos, parang wala ka ng gana, ang hirap ng gumising ng maaga at naging mabigat yata ng trabaho. Parang lahat sumasalungat sa iyo at nag-iisa ka na yata. Madalas mainit na ang ulo mo at feeling mo napag-iiwanan ka, pati blood pressure mo mataas na yata.....Where have all the magics gone?, where's the seemingly undying ember of optimism? Did the flame already died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!...things like these happens. And when it does approach you, don't be upset, throw that self-pity away out of  your window. Here are some tips to get rid of those pessimism....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Keep yourself busy....&lt;br /&gt;        The more you are busy the less time you  ponder negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   2. Re-inforce optimism.....&lt;br /&gt;        Watch and read inspirational and lively stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3. Be not alone....&lt;br /&gt;        Keep it a point to be with a group of cheerful company most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   4. Discover the special you....&lt;br /&gt;        Find your special talent.There is one for everybody, it's just waiting to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   5. Take a rest....&lt;br /&gt;        You maybe just too tired and mostly everyone tends to look dim when they're exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6. Lastly, take time to listen to others...&lt;br /&gt;        My mom says..."In order for you to forget the not so good situation you're in, listen to others with more grievous predicament."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do not let that bad feeling conquer you, because you can still contribute a lot to this hungry world. Don't provide a limit to yourself with regards to service and contribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this doesn't work and the ill feeling still survives...ewan ko na lang, ganyan yata talaga pag &lt;strong&gt;menopause&lt;/strong&gt; ka na.......LOL! Tawa ka naman...masyado kang serious, parang nasa ICU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:10&lt;br /&gt;Fear thou not, for I AM with thee. Be not dismayed for I AM thy God. I will strenghten thee and will help thee. And I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...worrying is the most time wasting activity some people indulge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112246496198295310?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112246496198295310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112246496198295310' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112246496198295310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112246496198295310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-newness-wears-off.html' title='When the newness wears off.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112209547226198784</id><published>2005-07-27T16:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T15:55:41.646+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears...</title><content type='html'>A boy used to travel to school with a group of friends everyday, it gave him a certain feeling of security. One cold day, he overslept, and wasn't able to join their own "little trip" to school...so he went alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way..he met three kids strangely staring at him. Upon reaching a not so crowded alley, one of those pale looking kids  kicked him, the two others pulled out a very sharp pen and demanded his bag and money....since he was outnumbered...he gave in, teary eyed and trembling with fear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenario created a scar to the boy's young heart. It left a huge fear that made him insecure, awkward and live with so many pretentions....he learned to put on a confident and courageous front whenever interacting with a crowd. He learned to carry some sort of sharp object with him, (a fan knife or anything pointed) for defensive purposes (accordingly!) and somehow gave him a sense of security however false it was. He always make it a point not to be alone, in whatever situation it may be, from doing a simple task, to talking to strangers, asking for assistance, travelling or being in the dark..,especially,... alleys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy grew up carrying this fear that also grew up with him, and it generates to other forms of fear as well, the fear of the unknown, the worries of tomorrow and future, and others more..... but life goes on....He mingled with a mask and acquired learning, yet watchful, cautious and hiding to cover the weakness from his youth that limits him to fully enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he's already a man, he sometimes find himself walking alone, in the midst of this dangerous society, where people could do anything to hurt you and rob you and probably kill you to get what they want. (Yes!,it could happen to anyone today in the Philippines).And he travels without that pointed object anymore, even in the very dim alley, strangely, with a great song in his heart. He still mingles with people, suprisingly not to put up a "face", but to contribute somehow in whatever ways he can. The negative fear has been subdued, and it's not because he outgrown it but because he learned something precious along the way. He has discovered courage, confidence and security not by having some strong and influential people around him but by surrendering. He has already met his God, in a deeper, personnal and biblical manner, and accepted, not a new religion nor tradition, but His Son as his Lord and personnal Saviour, an act so simple to do yet so hard for some people to understand. A very important decision one has to do for this has an eternal implications. This simple experience liberates him from the coward life he once had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently...he still experiences many fears and worries like others do but this fears motivates him more to contribute  effectively and extend his reach. It has not lead him to put up a face nor wear another mask....nor carry a pointed weapon with him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of God has made him fearless......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this once coward guy who now found courage in surrendering to Christ is going around by the handle of Flex J!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Hey!...It's better to trust an unknown future to a known God.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112209547226198784?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112209547226198784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112209547226198784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112209547226198784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112209547226198784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/fears.html' title='Fears...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112178211232982069</id><published>2005-07-22T09:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:25:43.796+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Addict.......</title><content type='html'>Grabe!!! Ano ba itong nangyayari sa akin..parang lagi akong nanginginig  pag di ako nakakapag......di ako makatiis na di ulit-ulitin, kasi feeling ko super na super, no holds barred pag merong......lahat kaya kong gawin at malakas ang loob kong sabihin kahit ano, kahit kanino pag may.....kahit nga sa trabaho tumitira ako pag break time ko, kasi nakaka-addict ang......kahit yung mga katrabaho ko nahawa na rin sa akin, lagi akong tinatanong kung mayroon ng ......para siguro makapag trip din sila sa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! kailan ba ito nagsimula? Buhat ng makakilala ako ng mga taong galing sa ibat-ibang lugar na palagi ring nagti-trip sa...... May nagsabi kasi sa akin, enjoy daw kasi dito sa......magandang past taym kaya imbes na may gagawin pa ako eh, di na ako makapag-concentrate sa sked ko, nahuhuli na ako lately sa deadline dahil dito sa.....minsan pati boss ko napapansin na parang lagi akong puyat dahil malalim ang mata sa kaka-......mahirap na talagang iwasan ang paggamit ng.......Kailangan makakuha ako ng antidote, baka madala pa ako sa kung saan dahil sa bisyong.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Pambihira naman!! BLAG! BOOM! ZOOM! KABLAM!! HMMPP!! #$%#@!!**##!! Brown-out uli!... di tuloy ako makakapag....&lt;strong&gt;INTERNET!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:1&lt;br /&gt;...set your hearts on things above....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Do all things in moderation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112178211232982069?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112178211232982069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112178211232982069' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112178211232982069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112178211232982069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/addict.html' title='Addict.......'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112177922416206532</id><published>2005-07-21T09:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T08:59:17.106+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick Your Tongue Out!</title><content type='html'>Excited si utol..nag-aaral ng american accent and some sort of speech improvement in preparation for her supposedly employment in call center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Kwento ng kwento sa mga natutuhan nya at pa inglis-inglis pa...yabang! Pero biglang natigilan at lagi daw syang sinasabihan ng mentor nya...Hey! Stick your tongue out!., Stick your tongue out!...accordingly this is the moment where they speak words with "TH"..kailangan emphasize daw labas ng dila at hangin....ayun..nagkabulol-bulol tuloy...."Thuya may TH problemth daw akoth sabith ng thithser koth! Grabeth ang hirapth palath ng TH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Kawawa naman...buti na lang nakatulog na...pero lakas ng hangin sa hilik at....nakup!! labas pang dila!..she's probably dreaming of her teacher....hirap talagang mag-inglis...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 3:8&lt;br /&gt;But no man can tame the tongue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Tongue control is much better than Damage control...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112177922416206532?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112177922416206532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112177922416206532' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112177922416206532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112177922416206532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/stick-your-tongue-out.html' title='Stick Your Tongue Out!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112177804176655711</id><published>2005-07-20T09:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T08:41:44.403+04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>Wala lang...natatawa ako pag naaalala ko ang mga kaignorantehan ko dito sa net...nagkukunwaring marunong tapos ang ending...komedi and embarassment. Gaya nitong LOL! I thought all the while ang ibig sabihin nito eh "lots of love", yun pala "laughing out loud" (sabi ko na...magtanong muna eh!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya everytime na susulat ako sa mga friends ko o sasagot ako sa mga forum na pinapasukan ko eh I made it a point to express my concern and love with this acronym. Minsan yung kaibigan ko eh nagkuwento sa akin na nagka-breyk sila ng bf niya....sabi ko....&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Don't worry, after this storm you will find yourself to be a better person, with or without him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with prayers and lol..&lt;br /&gt;--jun--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! kakahiya kala siguro pinagtatawanan ko s'ya....kaya pala di na nag-reply....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito pa isa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Don't loose hope...everything is allowed by the Almighty for a very great reason...,that is...to improve and bless us, There's a bright sun behind those clouds you know!...Keep on keeping on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;--jun--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pa to..kaya lang......&lt;br /&gt;Sigh! kakahiya talaga...tama na!!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Pro. 16:18&lt;br /&gt;Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....sometimes pride prevents us to ask, that's why knowledge is limited and shame multiplied....any question???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112177804176655711?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112177804176655711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112177804176655711' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112177804176655711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112177804176655711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112131524043121116</id><published>2005-07-15T16:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:48:13.500+04:00</updated><title type='text'>In times like these.........Choose.</title><content type='html'>I read some good news abroad that filipinoes are one of the best managers there in whatever organization they are engage with...we excell!! Filipinoes are making things happens there, effectively and swiftly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news also gives birth to another question that somehow I'm trying to avoid figuring out....Why is it that we can excell abroad  and be turtle paced in here, be good citizens there and not quite here ( well..highly argumentative?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many of us are trying to get out of here...hopeless na nga ba? Is the ship sinking? Corruption incurable?, Too many intelligent Filipinoes in the House who forgot to listen, puro na lang sila bangayan and so many more...bakit nga ba?, parang gusto ko na ring umalis dito...parang ang dami dami namang ginagawa yet di tayo umuusad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody is demanding for changes....here, there, anywhere puro angal..sana ganito, sana ganon, many people are asking for substitute instead of asking to contribute...di mo na tuloy alam kung sino ang totoong may pagmamahal sa bayan... sa nakikita ko parang lips service lang lahat ng sinasabi ng pulitiko..well can you blame me? They've been there for quite sometime and yet ....haay! naku...need I tell more?... and I just remembered that famous line in the speech of one former US president, "Ask not what your country will do for you but rather, what can you do for your country"...galing no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippines is quite in a mess...politically, spiritually, economically, etc...and yet they say we are the only christian nation in the far east DAW? Ano yun insult? How come that it seems we're going to the dogs..(as what my friend usually says..) Buti na lang at may mga tao pang di sumusuko...always working their hearts out to see that genuine changes will occur and will finaly bring us up...and I realized that I can be a part of that crowd too, cause I do have some thing in me that could mean triumph or failure.....a choice, a will for hope.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will choose not to be a part of the murmuring individuals who always points to others when the going gets rough. I will choose to be a part of the solution that will influence people to be a contributor rather than a fence sitter. I will force my self to learn on focusing my energy to the brighter side, inspite of how dim the situations are...for there is always hope...it cannot die while I'm living! (sabi ng nanay ko yun...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw, "igan".....what crowd will you be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 24:15b&lt;br /&gt;...Choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve...., but for me and my house we will serve the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....God's hands will move if we wisely choose to..,we need lots of kneeling to keep on standing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112131524043121116?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112131524043121116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112131524043121116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112131524043121116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112131524043121116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-times-like-thesechoose.html' title='In times like these.........Choose.'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112081556065589298</id><published>2005-07-08T14:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:39:20.660+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Prayers....Anyone?</title><content type='html'>I read an article from one of Ka Uro's blog about prayers and his last phrase made me think somehow..."Isn’t it better for me then to simply not pray than pray pretending that I’m praying?". &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I absolutely agree with that perspective, some people now are uttering memorized sentences and phrases they call prayers,(no offense meant) without really expressing their true sentiments.It's repetitious and mechanical. In my opinion, prayer should not be that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Prayer is an expression of thanks, joys and requests....or simply an honest communication toward the all-knowing God. And since He is all-knowing, bago ka pa lang lumapit alam na Nya gusto mo, kaya kung ang "prayers" natin eh yung paulit-ulit na kinakabisado without that true sentiments, eh baka sabihin ng Diyos sa atin na....Hoy! mga ineng, utoy, ale, mama....lokohin nyo na lang lelong n'yo wag Ako!!...At pag medyo sosyal pa yung nananalangin sa Kanya na pa inglis-inglish pa, siguro ito sasabihin Nya.....Hey! You talkin' to Me!??...Tell it to the marines!...(siguro lang po!)joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   God doesn't expect us to be perfect in all sense, for He very well knows we can't, on our own, but He does insist us (I believe) to be completely honest when we approach Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:7-8&lt;br /&gt;   But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do: for they think that they shall be heard for their much speaking.&lt;br /&gt;   Be not ye therefore like unto them: for your father knoweth what things ye have need before ye ask Him.(KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Indeed!...Honesty is still the best policy.....,especially in prayers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112081556065589298?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112081556065589298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112081556065589298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112081556065589298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112081556065589298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/honest-prayersanyone.html' title='Honest Prayers....Anyone?'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112019326914405422</id><published>2005-07-01T08:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T08:47:49.146+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really!...Who are YOU?</title><content type='html'>I am preparing an exhortation to share to my friends come Sunday...I came accross this old story yet message is still strong, it brought me to a little pause....and...self-check...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man found an eagle's egg and put it in a nest of a barnyard hen. The eagle hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them. All his life, the eagle did what the barnyard chicks did, thinking he was a barnyard chicken. He scratched the earth for worms and insects. He clucked and cackled. And he thrashed his wings and flew a few feet in the air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed and the eagle grew very old. One day he saw a magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky. It glided in graceful majesty among powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat of its strong, golden wings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old eagle looked up in awe. "Who's that?" he asked. "That's the eagle, the king of the birds," said his neighbor. "He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth, we're chickens." So the eagle lived and died a chicken, for that is what he thought he was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agila ka ba o manok.......Lipad tayo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal:&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;Those who hope in the LORD will renew their strenght. They will soar on wings like eagles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...It's really a good thing to know who you are....in the very eyes of GOD...that's what matters most!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112019326914405422?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112019326914405422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112019326914405422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112019326914405422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112019326914405422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/07/reallywho-are-you.html' title='Really!...Who are YOU?'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-112004211532337191</id><published>2005-06-30T14:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T17:52:12.786+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Overflowing Self Aspects...</title><content type='html'>It's sunset again and my oh my! I'm quite disorganized today and I'm wondering why?.., perhaps I've been spending too much time on looking at myself, in my room, on my desk, in my work, and bragging about me in my tomorrow. Hey! too many "my's" there, wait a minute!..(Gasp!) I don't know who I am now! I became soo busy attending to my tasks and keeping up with the world of different influencial individual, for my namesake and now...'hate to admit it!, but I'm LOST! What went wrong?., What did I missed?? I thought I was so focused!&lt;br /&gt;   Then...my phone alarmed...DING!!..it was a text, "Papa uwi ka aga....pasalubong".......and...WHOA!! That's IT!!! I was full of myself and was very self-focused. what a selfish brat I was! Gosh! I fail to noticed the presence of inspirations that sorrounds me where I derived my true strength.&lt;br /&gt;   OH my GOD!...I missed!......I'm out of here....ciao!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Wala lang....tamang senti.....&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;He who gain his life shall loose it, He who loose his life shall gain it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....The verse in the BOOK escapes me, neverheless, it healed a selfish self......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-112004211532337191?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/112004211532337191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=112004211532337191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112004211532337191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/112004211532337191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/06/lost-in-overflowing-self-aspects.html' title='Lost in Overflowing Self Aspects...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13990338.post-111995858624380876</id><published>2005-06-29T04:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:50:00.846+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are so many first in my life that molded me into who I am today....and some still being practice the way it was then...Let me enumerate some of those FIRST that tickled me the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First award..&lt;br /&gt;Batang Magalang...I've got it because of too much used of "po" and "opo". I grew up mingling with my relatives from Marinduque, it was my mother's place, to where I got the polite expressions. Ang hirap alisin sa system ko..minsan nga eh..kaedad ko lang yung tao...gumagamit pa rin ako ng "opo".....and instead of being respectful..., insulting na yata yun, hindi na batang magalang...whew!.....Bastos na matured...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Crush...&lt;br /&gt;Edith ang ngalan nya, we were kindergarten then....She is cute!!(syempre noh!) Has a kinky hair and very expressive eyes. I just couldn't figure out the trembling i got everytime she is looking and smiling at me. Minsan I followed her secretly nung uwian na namin, sinundo sya ng mama nya, nag tri-cycle sila, since I don't have any penny left sumabit na lang ako sa likod nung ibang sasakyan na kasunod nila. When they stopped, I jumped from the vehicle I am hanging, since it was considerably fast, gumulong ako hangang sa kanal and to my surprised..my mom, who just came from the market saw the whole picture. She helped me get out from there with fiercing eyes.....napalo pa ako't napagalitan pagdating sa bahay..Shocks..my head was nearly crushed because of my crush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Date...&lt;br /&gt;High School days..I met a beautiful girl who finds me attractive (and I'm still thinking why?...Hmmm, tama siguro sabi ni nanay) We went to the movie, Title of the pic is "Sinasamba Kita" It was my first date and I'm kinda nevous and I don't know what to expect..Stories of my classmates on their dates, in the movie theater were playing on my mind. Nang may sumigaw na SUNOGG!!! Oh my!!!everybody panicked and ran to the exit, we grab each other and did the same, my Polo uniform got ripped off as we get out and I've got a one foot scratch on my back..I was nearly half naked when we got out...Shocks may klase pa pala ako mamaya..I thought!!! Whew! I'll just leave the next scene in your imagination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Sex&lt;br /&gt;Wala kang mababasa dito...censored eh.... (saka virgin pa ako!!!) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Major Accident&lt;br /&gt;It was summertime, and my mom left me for an emergency in the province, I was with my father and cousins at home...., nagsaing si tatay at pinabantayan kay Likot (that's me!). Pogi! tawagin mo ako pag kumulo na, nasa itaas ako. And my cousins went out to play. Left alone my curious mind wanders...Bat kaya binombahan ni tatay 'to kanina? Subukan ko nga.....then there goes......the hot pot full of hot water and rice fell on me. Part of my face was wounded and my young body was damaged....now my face was healed...pogi pa rin (sabi ng nanay ko...walang kokontra!) but i have a map on half of my body, furthermore I got colorful nipples(ssshhhh, di ba bawal to?) one black and one brown. And now I understand why curiosity killed the cat........ARAY!! ANG SAAKKITTT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...My First blog....&lt;br /&gt;Give me a place to stand and I will move the earth...those were the words of Einstein according to my review professor.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite wondering how could I influence, touched, entertain and contribute the people I don't know personnally and in the place where they all can reach me.&lt;br /&gt;Now It's a dream come true.....Here's my mood, foolishness, idea, principle...aahhh whatever you may call it, indicated in my first blog..I can now move the earth co'z I have a place to stand. (ano nga ba isusunod ko???) Next time na lang......haba na eh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse-Meal&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 22:13&lt;br /&gt;I am the Alpha and Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Let God be GOD!!! And let Him be praise..He is the source of everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13990338-111995858624380876?l=felixjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/feeds/111995858624380876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13990338&amp;postID=111995858624380876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/111995858624380876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13990338/posts/default/111995858624380876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://felixjun.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-first.html' title='My First...'/><author><name>Flex J!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02904741257627584203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
