i took a shot of the moon last december, i know it's a bit late to post this but 2023 was a bit mid year to me lol. i hope this 2024 is going to be an exciting year for me. praying for good luck, good health and blessings this 2024.
2024, i'm rooting for you. let's see what you got !!
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A DECEMBER STORY. I’m almost done purchasing simple items [boxes of gel pens, water tumblers, highlighter sets, notepads] which will be used as game and raffle prizes for my students’ thanksgiving party on the 15th. Just waiting for the cute kraft wrappers I ordered online so I could wrap each of them and they will be ready to be shared to my advising class.
I think it was Monday night this past week when I thought of checking if the remaining funds I allotted for my class can still cover grocery bags [basic Noche Buena items] for learners in my class na ‘di man pala-kwento, eh, alam kong madalas short sa mga bagay-bagay. I have my own share of ‘kapos’ days growing up, so I sure know how it feels to lack things.
My funds can only cover a few bags so I thought of reaching out to my closest friends to ask if they’ll be willing to celebrate a recent feat by paying it forward. By ‘few’ friends, I meant four or five. I’m not really sure about it, but I know I have to try and have faith. I quickly edited the Canva template I found and sent it to the said few.
I remember discussing the idea to my class prexy and VP, and they were both happy about it.
I fully understand those who replied with “try ko ah” or “balitaan kita”. Minsan kasi kahit talaga gusto nating mag-share, mahirap ‘pag ‘yung funds natin sakto or kulang pa para sa mga responsibilities, bills, at allowances para sa susunod na sweldo. A bit sad kaninang umaga kasi less than a week na lang, pero ayos lang naman. Perhaps, the few bags I’ll be able to cover will be enough.
Today, however, I feel happy that I took the chance. Got a positive response from one of the few good friends I reached out to. He asked for my account number and sent an amount enough to cover five more bags. I was only making lambing for a bag or two, but he pledged five.
See? The spirit of sharing is still alive— even in the littlest and simplest of things.
If you, too, have been blessed, this season may be a good time to pay it forward.
Merry Chritmas! 🎄🎅🏻⭐️❄️☃️
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Wendell
(this has been on my mind again)
God calls each one of us.
Not just in the sense that God has a purpose for your life. God is also calling to each one of us.
Every day, God has messages for you and me. The thing is, God gives the message to us, but a lot of the time the message isn’t for us.
It’s for someone else. It’s their message. And we’re the ones who are supposed to give it to them.
What am I talking about?
Ever get that impulse to say something nice to someone? Maybe a compliment. Or just a kind word.
Ever wonder where that comes from? That’s what I’m talking about, the everyday messages that God gives you and me.
The thing is, you and I are so worried about what someone else might think. How they might react. That when God gives us that spark to say something. We don’t have half the courage of St. Paul. To just say what God has given us to say, and not worry about how other people will react.
So we choke it back. We say it in our head. And the blessing is never given.
And you’re thinking, that’s just a bunch of kindergarten, play-nice-with-each-other stuff. The kind of nonsense that you’re far too mature for. The kind of stuff that really doesn’t matter anyway.
Where I used to work some years ago, I would pass an older gentleman, Wendell, in the hallway a couple of times a day. We worked in different units, so that was about our only interaction.
When I passed him in the hall, I’d always say something like “it’s good to see you, Wendell.” Sometimes he’d say “Hi.” Usually he just smiled. He was a quiet man.
Years later at his funeral, I introduced myself to his widow. Before I could say “I’m so sorry,” she cut me off. She knew who I was. Wendell had told her all about me.
She told me that I was one of the few people there who ever smiled at him, or even talked to him. I could believe it - it wasn’t a happy place to be back then. And then she told me something that still gets to me.
After they moved him to a different office on another part of the floor, he would go out of his way to keep walking that old route. So he could still hear someone say “it’s good to see you, Wendell.”
The word that God gives you? It may not seem like much to you. But to someone else, it could mean all the world.
My challenge to you today? When God puts it in your heart to say something nice to someone. To give a compliment. Or just a kind word. Say it.
Because if you knew how starved so many of us are for a little touch of God’s grace, a little touch of God’s love, you’d know that it’s not just a kind word.
It’s an everyday blessing. One that only you can give.
Today’s Readings
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