‘Sweetest Thing’

The sweetest thing I heard today was when Pops said, “I am happy that you’re happy.”, randomly, at suppertime.

He looked me straight in the eye and smiled.

“Thank you, Papa.” Then, I was dazed to discover how my father could fathom the real feeling I have inside.

💌,

SAM

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Let us not be defined by how people see us. After all, their vision and opinion would not matter when we go around flying with zero gravity, defend a thousand people with ease, and serve our hometown 24/7. Nothing we do is ever useless for the Lord! (1 Corinthians 15:58).


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💌,
SAM

ABNEGATION: The Selfless

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Faction Manifesto

I will be my undoing
If I become my obsession.

I will forget the ones I love
If I do not serve them.

I will war with others
If I refuse to see them.

Therefore I choose to turn away
From my reflection,
To rely not on myself
But on my brothers and sisters,
To project always outward
Until I disappear.*

(*Some members add a final line: “And only God remains.” That is at the discretion of each member, and is not compulsory.)
Credits to Veronica Roth’s writing. I am a forever Divergent series fan!
Photo by: Mockingbird Photography

Why First Love Never Dies

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(Photos from The Notebook movie, 2004)

“The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give you forever…”

 – Noah Calhoun, The Notebook

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Not only does first love, but also true love never dies! I couldn’t believe how miracles happen because of two persons having the best feeling in the world. No matter how hard or worst situations become, or how far the two people is away from one another, love remains constant and also grows.

There are a lot of times I cried with all my heart as I put myself in the shoes of Mrs. Allie Calhoun, the former Miss Allie Hamilton. Whenever I watch films, I always see to it that I am the protagonist. I am the protagonist in whatever situation that may seem so I really felt that spectacular feeling to be with the one I love, whom I can share my life with. And how life-changing it is to be away from him for years but the love still goes on…

How I love romance stories, esp. those of Nicholas Sparks! Tragic, yet, unconditional. I wouldn’t think twice if those kinds of love still exist nowadays because I admit to being a witness to them – my mom and dad’s unconditional love. Moreover, I knew it. Now that I am eighteen years of age, I already found my own…my only first and true love. First love and true love have been widely discussed in all forms by people in different walks of life. What is really true or when does one really ends? But for me, both go along with one another. That, you can’t call it “love” if it was never true. Just think about the logic. You must not call it “love” if it didn’t exist or you must know it only when you found it at the second time in a different person. Whatever your views are, I believe that first love is true…or LOVE is true.

Today marks the eleventh month of our love. We may have gone through our separate ways for peculiar reasons, as I’ve said, these cannot impede the love that we have. Like Noah and Allie, our youth was one of the best time of our lives. This was when we first laid eyes on one another; when we first felt the ecstatic moments of being in love and when we first learned how to wipe each others’ tears every time the world could seem crashing, too.

He was my first love – the only man who could make me laugh when I am bursting out of anger. He was my bodyguard – who protects me in from all intents and purposes. He was my best buddy – all the days of our lives can’t pass without us, eating together or talking silly little things. He was my diary – when days or nights become richer or fuller, I wrote to him through his heart. We may be far away from each other every night, our senses are present while the moon up above is gleaming to us. Finally, he was, he is and he will be my forever ONE, TRUE LOVE. 11 months and still counting, GOD is our witness. Decades will past but our love for each other will last.

It’s a miracle, then, how this (The Notebook) movie had made me realize how blessed I am to have him in my life. Now, I think, I got the greatest gift! He is my treasure, my life’s only wish. I would forever love and cherish him. We would continue venturing to our MORE than forever journey.

You want to join us? Watch the movie, first, and be amazed how pure, kind and patient love is! Thanks. 🙂

(To my one true love, happy 11th! Sorry for the times that you feel I seem too far away. You know I am just so close to you, listening to the beating of your heart. No days or nights had passed that you didn’t cross my mind. We may have fought and will still fight, but always remember that our love is the strongest among all! Stay tough, my love. Love endures. Love waits. Love lasts. And love will keep us alive! Ha-Ha!)

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

Why They Can’t Steal You

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“Happy are you when people insult you and persecute you and tell all kinds of evil lies against you because you are my followers. Be happy and glad, for a great reward is kept for you in heaven. This is how the prophets who lived before you were persecuted.” (Matthew 5:11)

It really is a godly evening! To be one of Christ’s disciples, one must deny himself and take up his own cross. Yes, you read that right. Denying oneself is by turning your back to life impurities and by not repeating them. A true disciple follows Christ and everything is all right. But we were told that by living this world where insecurity sometimes reign, God is there to help us up like a little voice calling from the bottom of our hearts – this is what we call conscience. We may as well follow the rule of parallelism, and that, we may be consistent with our words and deeds. In a broader sense, being a disciple of Christ is not all of life’s pleasures. Remember that Christ himself face all of the evil’s temptations to lure him down, yet, GOD is always on the rescue to save His own son. In the same manner, as people of GOD, we are loved the same way He loves His own son. Never will He forsake us and let us fall into the trap of the evil because we are His children. Only a fool would ignore his child and let him fall down to a cliff.

Moreover, GOD the Almighty will not follow us. We must be the one to follow Him…and everything will be all right. How overflowing is the joy I am feeling right now! Nothing or no one can equalize with the joy that comes from the salvation of GOD! No matter what revelations or false talks I hear, that I have tons of haters out there, in which I had no idea for too long, I still am glad and I still praise the LORD! He didn’t leave me and He persecute even those who try to bury me down. With His stone axes, He destroys them while here I am peacefully sleeping and enjoying all the foods on the table that my good family prepared for us.

The Bible also says that when you love only your friends, there’s nothing special about that. Even the taxpayers do that! Why not love those who persecute you and pray for them, instead? The world would be more peaceful if we spread the love, not the animosity. (Matthew 5:43-48)

Even if you shoved to my face how many haters I have, GOD will always be bigger and will be the biggest among anything or anyone. What would a mere being do to me? Still, none of the least things I hear or not anyone can defeat GOD who shows mercy and gives justice to those who deserve them. I have GOD, my family, my few true friends, and my only love who give me the love that anyone would feel more than blessed of. 🙂

“You have heard that it was said, ‘An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth.’ But now I tell you: do not take revenge on someone who wrongs you. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, let him slap your left cheek, too. And if someone takes you to court to sue you for your shirt, let him have your coat, as well.” (Matthew 5:38-40)

“Go on and try to bring me down, I will be rising from the ground…” No one can steal my faith in the Lord. No one can bribe me of my loyalty to my loved ones. No one can spare my dreams and principles. I live straight and do what I think is right. I accept my human fallibility and that will not stop me from following Him and will not destroy the precious gifts I am now enjoying. (Oh, what? Redundancy’s great!)

My dear readers, this is more than a warning. Know who you are dealing with and do not offend the wrong person. It is always better to be humble in everything that you do and just let people judge you for that. Anyway, words might stab but dignity and faith will not be perished. If words can paralyze, deeds can kill. But let GOD do the justice. Now that the Anti-Bullying Bill in the Philippines has already been passed as a law, you know that will happen next. Continue conquering the world with kindness. GOD will save us from life’s trap and even warns us before a trap was planned even by the best planner. Remember that no matter how excellent and clean a trap may seem, we are already shield by GOD. Just always be on the lookout and combat them with the teachings of Christ. Grow up. Save your time for more worthy tasks. Wise people demonstrate more and explicate less. A good person is not good when he has bad intentions. Jealousy could be the ugliest trait, don’t live with it.

Thanks for dropping by, children of GOD!

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

FOOLISH TALK

(Quoted from the book of Sirach, chapter 27, verses 11-15. A daily dose of Good News for the renewal of our faith and for the correction of our human mistakes.)

“When devout people talk, what they say always makes sense, but foolish people are always contradicting themselves. When you find yourself with stupid people, look for some excuse to leave, but when you are with serious-minded people, stay as long as you can.

The stories that foolish people tell are offensive, and they make jokes about the worst kinds of sin. When such people curse, it is enough to make your hair stand on end, and when they start arguing among themselves, all you can do is to stop up your ears. It is painful to listen to them insult each other, and such blistering can lead to violence.”

Bakas ng Kahapon (Part 1)

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(To my readers, you can translate this page, but I am so sorry that all texts can’t go the way I addressed them. I will write for you the next time in English so we all can be happy!)

Matagal ko na ring nais sumulat gamit ang wikang Filipino…matagal-tagal din akong nag-attempt na sumulat na lamang gamit ito upang mas maraming kababayan ko ang makaintindi ng lubusan. Noong nagdaang gabi lamang, tinanong ko ang aking sarili kung bakit nga hindi ko subukan nang maipahayag ko ang aking mga saloobin gamit ang aming sariling wika.

Lubos kong ikinagagalak yaong mga taong marurunong kumanta at nabibigyan ng pagkakataong makapag-record ng kanilang sariling mga kanta, orihinal mang komposisyon o cover lang. Para bang mga kerubim na umaawit sa langit ang kanilang mga tinig at kay sarap pakinggan? Ako, rin. Minsan din akong nangarap na maging isang tanyag na mang-aawit. Madalas akong kumakanta kahit saan o kahit pa man sa isipan ko lamang. May mga pagkakataon din na matagal bago ako dalawin ng antok dahil ba sa dami ng bumabagabag sa isipan ko at umaawit na rin ng kantang napakinggan ko ng sandali lamang. Marahil, LSS ang tawag sa ganoong sitwasyon or Last Song Syndrome. 

Isa akong taong kinalakhan ang musika. Musika ang nagbigay-buhay sa makulay kong buhay. Bata pa lamang ako ay nasa puso ko na talaga ang pagkanta. Nagsimula siguro ito n’ong matutunan ko ang iilang salita na kayang sambitin ng mga bata, “Mama”, “Papa” “Meeeh(Milk)”, atbp. Lumipas ang ilang taon, natutunan kong ihele ang sarili ko gamit ang mga kantang bayan na naririnig ko sa mga nakatatanda.

Pagtungtong ko ng paaralan, mas lumawak ang nalalaman ko sa Musika. Marami akong naging kaibigan dahil sa larangang ito. Isa na ang children’s choir, ang pinakaunang pangkat na nasalihan ko noon sa Elementarya. Aaminin ko, mahilig na akong kumanta noon pero pag-apak ko sa bahay ng aming trainor, napayuko ako sa kahihiyan dahil hindi pa ako ganoon kahusay. “Huwag dapat sintunado,” ‘ika nga nila. Nasa ikaapat na baitang ako noon taong 2003, at tuwing Sabado ay may pagsasanay kami sa bahay ng yumaong si Gng. Esther Castro. 

“If there’s one more gift I’d ask of you, Lord, it would be peace here on earth. As gentle as your children’s laughter all around, all around.” Isa lamang ‘yang Mass song na One More Gift na una kong natutunan kay Gng. Castro. Marami-rami pang mga awit kaming natutunan sa kanya, lalo na ang mga kantang pamasko. Nagkataon kasing Disyembre noon at sa tulong na rin ni Sister Ruiz, ang aming director, nasubukan naming pumasyal sa buong bayan habang nangangaroling. Hindi lamang ordinaryong carolling ito sapagkat tuwing Sabado ang pagsasanay namin at mayroon pa kaming uniporme na ipinagawa pa. Kulay pula na bestidang lampas tuhod ang para sa mga babae, at pulang suit naman sa mga lalaki. Lahat kami ay mayroon ding Santa’s hat. Napakaganda ng aming mga kasuotan at hanggang ngayon, taong 2013, nasa akin pa ‘yong damit kong ‘yon. Memorable, eh! Pagkatapos ng klase sa hapon, may sumusundo sa aming dyip. Mula sa eskwelahan, habang dala-dala ang mga kasuotang gagamitin natin, dumidiretso kami sa bahay ni Gng. Casto upang doon na magpalit at mag-ayos. Kay sarap magbalik-tanaw! Naaalala ko pa ang mg tawanan at asaran namin. Doon din ako nakakilala ng mga kaibigan kong mas nakatatanda na tinawag kong “Ate” o “Kuya.” Pagkatapos mag-ayos, handa na kami. Dala ang dalawang organ, lulan ng dalawang dyip at sasakyan nila Sister Ruiz at ni Gng. Castro, papunta na kami sa tinawag naming First House.

Hindi ko maipaliwanag kung gaano kami namangha sa unang bahay na dinaluhan namin. Napakalaki at napakaluwang ng bahay na iyon. Maraming pasikot-sikot at napakasarap ng mga inihain nilang pagkain sa amin. Pero syempre, bago kami kumain, awit muna ng mga kantang pamaskong handog namin sa may bahay. Pagkatapos noon, iniabot na ang sobre kay Sister Ruiz.

“Sa may bahay, ang aming bati “Merry Christmas ng maluwalhati!” Ang pag-ibig ‘pag siyang naghari, araw-araw ay magiging pasko lagi. Ang sanhi po ng pagparito ay BABATI NG MALIGAYANG PASKO!” Naiiba rin ang liriko ng aming mga kanta, hindi ordinaryo. May mga parte ng kantang pinapalitan sa bawat ensayo namin.

Lumipas ang ilang kabahayan at matapos ang ilang araw, narating din namin ang St. Lucy’s Eye Center sa may Dagupan. Iyon na siguro ang pinakaengrandeng carolling na naranasan ng children’s choir. Naroon lahat ng mga doktor, pasyente at empleyado na tutok na tutok sa amin habang masiyang tumutugtog ang dalawa naming pianista habang kaming mga choir members ay ramdam na ramdam ang kantang pamaskong namumutawi sa aming mga labi. Si Gng. Castro ay taas-noo habang ikinukumpas ang kanilang kanang kamay sa bawat pagbaba at pagtaas ng timbre ng musika.

(“Magpapatuloy….”)