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I woke up today having great expectations on productivity and gladness. Indeed, God granted me my prayer with a mug of coffee, peanut butter toast and a good-read book. And a conversation with Dad which happens only when I wake up early and when he's not busy playing Plants Vs. Zombies.  Eh? Lunch time came and I was with my friends, when I'm supposed to be with the Aunts and Uncles. I ate Jollibee's Hashbrown Burger (and was sated by its unlikely taste. Hashbrown and burger: NOT A GOOD COMBINATION)  when I'm supposed to be gorging on Dampa's best.  I bought large fries for my nephew. I promised to give him yummy food for every good performance in school. He's got no "star" today but still I bought him food, since I'm at Jollibee and I have money , ha ha. I spent 46 Pesos for the fries, 80 Pesos for the Hashbrown burger meal and 32 Pesos for the transportation. And a few grams of energy for patience, for the long line of customers...

I always remember in my heart that our God is the God of covenant. One of the things that He values the most is our commitment to do what He says we should do. I can never have my own plans without the Lord determining it. I can never have my own desire without the Lord giving me wisdom if it's alright. God values what He had promised to us, and so, He also wants to be true with our YES-es to Him. It will never work without our participation. He loves us so much that He values our covenant and everything that we speak in prayer; our commitment; our submission; and the thing that sometimes hurt -our surrender. GOD's WORD -It's never a commandment for nothing. It's a love kept over a covenant to those who are true and obedient. I am true to my covenant with You, Lord. I am true to my covenant with my leaders. Even though I'd fail most of the time... I ask for a heart that keeps on going and keeps on desiring to be obedient and selfless just so You could use ...

In a different place with the same thoughts. Same circumstance to overcome. We really can't expect for situation to change itself. It must start from the inside. For what is inside has the potential to make a difference. What is inside can make a choice; either to conform or go against such and such. And what's more, FAITH stabilizes everything. FAITH BEGINS WITH SMALL CONQUESTS There is nothing impossible for him who believes. Do not conform yourself or accept the situation you are facing. God desires to give you victory and He wants you to reach a new level of conquest. Do not think that your dreams have come to an end. God is by your side and He will lead you to conquer every desire of your heart.   -Ps. Cesar Castellanos, Dream  

I have been with my highschool friends, one of them asked: "Sino may music sa phone ?" He turned to my phone and said, "May mga kanta yan?"  Pia: "Yup." Friend 2: "Naku! Puro Hillsong yan!" Pia: "Hindi kayaa!"  Then, confidently I added, "...Jesus Culture!" My best friend and I laughed. And I am happy.  I remember what the Lord told me before going to bed last night. The cost of following Jesus Christ. "I will follow You..."  It's a commitment. Engagement. Attachment. Jesus' involvement over our life. It's knowing that I must  do something even if it's against my will, against my convenience. It's gonna be wanting what I do not want to do; loving what I do not love & I haven't loved before. Losing what I have been keeping... But knowing that it's Jesus whom I'm gonna follow, it's gonna be experiencing amazing things and seeing miracles and doing great things! And ...

I was nearing in having the most excuses in His kingdom. Last night, off to bed I prayed and told God how I am no longer kneeling before Him for days now. Having to tell many reasons why I can't. And why I don't. Reasons which only grace can make valid. Thank You, Jesus. Even so, this morning... err, afternoon. Waking up in a high degree of room temperature which even dry goods can't contain, I know that it's not the summer weather... it's me having too much sleep! I thought about my long hours of sleep as wasting time. Very. I could've accomplished more things than the average idle thoughts I could produce on my mind. I took a strum on the guitar I borrowed from my brother (the spiritual brother). Then  sang choruses of God-exalting songs from Jesus Culture band.  Then I whispered a prayer and bowed for a fervent one.  I am in awe. I am awestruck by God's presence. How He would answer the prayer of the righteous. Again, that is by grace. And so it goes....

Don't act as if everything's okay . Something like that. Our Anatomy class professor told us yesterday.  If something's wrong, erase it. Then... draw it again.  Something like that. Our professor added. He just wanted things in order.  Drawings properly drawn.  College students not acting dumb.  His students really learning.  Tuition fee's a graduation assurance-worth.  And things that really  matter . Truly, it wouldn't hurt a wee of time having to erase some parts and draw again, since it's not going to be the whole image that you're gonna erase. Just some part of it. Just like what happens to us every single day. A 24-hours of drawing through rough edges or smooth surfaces, leaving dents on the pad. Still visible yet can be corrected. After all, if you get to finish it by having it done well ( in all honesty and having the conviction that you really did well ) you won't be disappointed anyway.  It won't hurt to just  erase some ...

Because I haven't posted anything yet this year, you might want to just let this one be posted. Enjoy! ABOUT ME.  My real name is Pia Izadora but those who know me well call me Ping, and some other names they could think of. Again, only those who know me well. I'm not really good at writing stuff in a descriptive form, however, I'll make it a point that I'll be relevant with what I'll be saying here. Writing is my favorite-est thing to do in the world. I love to write. I love how random thoughts would build up into something meaningful. Or is it?  Funny how I'd turn my sketchpad into a note pad. Can never let thoughts just  pass. But that doesn't make a traitor for visual arts . I chose and decided to take (for the third and last time) a degree in Fine Arts because I wanted to be good at something, and wanting to be better as plates go by. Also, I like to do things where I can pour my life to. And pouring out one's life into something by that I mean ...

With simple words, let me blog. I am always willing . I always want what is best for me and the people around me. I always want to do what is right . I am always willing. WILLINGNESS I bring to bed with me. Going to sleep expecting that tomorrow I'll be able to do things light-heartedly for... I am always willing . Expectations come greatly for... I know in my heart I always want to do what is right. But to make it happen is a different story. They won't happen as I expect them to be. They weren't so right as I imagined it would be. I wasn't so willing after all. That... what's inside my heart only stays to where it is, inside my heart. Problem is, I know, I understand, every part and every details, but I never respond to what I am supposed to do next. I skip. I only wanted the easy part. Willingness becomes easier said than done. As the Scripture puts it: "The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak." Or in much simpler words, not physically capa...

Having looked past my old posts, I've realized that the two latest posts I've had were very gloomy and copypaste-d. Tsk. So, to make this one different and somehow "new". I'll make this one... taglish. Dahil 1 hour nang bukas ang Compose Blog Entry ng Mutliply at wala pa'rin ako'ng tamang salita para sa isusulat ko. Naisipan ko'ng gumawa na lang muna ng Prologue ng post ko'ng nagja-jumble pa sa utak ko. Ilang weeks na'ng hindi nalalamanan ang blog site ko. Kaya let me make kumpara my brain cells to an egg cell and a church cell member. Ang brain cells ko, Parang egg cell, sumasabog na lang sa uterus( ? ) kapag hindi na-develop at nag-grow. Parang cell member , nawawala at nagwawala na lang kapag hindi nag-grow at nag-mature. In short, may bloodshed na sa utak ko at malapit na'ng mamatay ang blogging skills ko. Dugyot na'rin ang journal notebook ko dahil kalat kalat na ang thoughts and stories ko na hindi ko na...