Stand up, pick up your mat and walk..

I was in Kerygma feast at the arena this morning. Confessed, attended the mass and listened to brother bo sanchez as he preaches to more than a hundred people. He had this mat and used it to easily convey what he wants us Catholics/Christians realize about our trials.. and of course, he never failed to convey God's gift of wisdom, I realize that we can never be comfortable with our trials, as what he said, if we become comfortable with it, then it is dangerous. We can't just tell ourselves that we are meant to be who we are right now, because we can always do something about it. We can't just say we are meant to be poor or meant to be the weakest link in the field we are exploring right now because it only means we are not still standing from the mat of life.

The mat represents our life, trials or circumstances, if we decide to stand up and pick up the mat, that means we are not comfortable being "comfortable" with our trials..

I wasn't really born financially challenged, yet in this time of our country I would say, it is really difficult to earn money to augment family income. I told myself, "ganto na ata tlga ung pupuntahan ng buhay ko" , I have dreams that I can't pursue yet because of #1324*46 situations hehehe (it's kinda personal ya know) , yet, maybe it's the Lord who spoke with me and said that I can still pursue my dreams using my current situation... then I realize that I can do what I really want, which is designing or drawing while im working,, and right now I am a freelance graphic artist.. helping SME's or business owners who are yet starting up and need graphic designs.. and yes, I am now starting to earn extra php... :) and starting to meet more and more clients now with extraordinary demands from me.. :) and I enjoy being an artist.. that's what i love to do... God is really great.. he just provides when he sees that we need him..

So going back to the arena this morning, we were passing along a hallway and noticed that there is a line towards a small room.. then the cleaning lady said it's the confession room, I smiled because since last week, i was thinking when i would go to confession, with the kind of work I have, with an enormous body clock it is really difficult to get things done. . and it's two weeks before holy week. Without any hesitation, I sat at one of the chairs allocated for people who wanted to confess.. and when I talked to the priest, he said it was accident that he was there, he celebrates mass at antipolo city.. he was just invited this morning.. and he was really delighted to see me there.. going back to the lord and admitted that I am sinner. see God has his ways...

Right now, as I prepare to another spiritual journey.. I am indeed blessed to be sure standing up, picking up my mat and walk the path of life..

Amen..

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I am asking you to stand my child, pick up your mat and walk with me -- Jesus
"Jesus asked me how much do i love him, I spread my arms and said "this much!" , I asked him how much he loves me, he spread his arms and DIED"

Elevated

In a world of people who spare a minute or two to forget about wash rooms, or forget about eating during breaks and work during the night for the sake of unending client calls, it is difficult not to give up and leave that place working even without you...

In a world where people eat on their workstations, puff a cigar and take a bottle of beer after shift for the sake of relieving stress, it is inevitable to not to bond with your friends and establish a deeper relationship with them.

In a world where people could be underemployed or under paid, or fulfilled with their employment and paycheck is good, It is difficult to leave or not to leave for the sake of personal happiness...

I'd say I am highly elevated....

For this type of people are the ones more sensitive to the difficulties and sacrifices of the nights, may it be the highlight of the storms, or the burning summer sun's flash .. These people are still working for these calls....

I'd say I am highly elevated....

For these people who may be a lot younger or older than the people who recently graduated have higher paychecks and understand every bit of stress just to please callers and build a very friendly image although at the back of their minds they wanna throw the headsets and leave their stations ....

I'd say I am highly elevated..

In a world where we have built more deeper relationships, more trusted friends and mentors it is inevitable that we cry if these people come and then eventually go... in this creative and talented world we have.. you would still find one place in every persons heart.. and yes during one of the nights in these shifts.. in one of the nights of the cries.. in one of the nights of sparing a minute or two going to wash rooms, a lunch or two, a forgotten increase on the paycheck, a boss who is difficult to please, the plug-ins (yes clarence i Know you'd remember the "plug-ins" :) )

I'd say I am highly elevated..

elevated in the sense that these people are the workers of their own homes.. the strugglers when their families need someone to work for them to augment family needs....

behind the gadgets, behind the iPods, behind those nasty or classy outfit... these people have missions... and I am highly elevated...

Elevated and I salute them because without these kind of people, I would never learn how to show the REAL me…

I'd say.. I am indeed elevated..

I am Moving..

hmm well,, I realized that it is always efficient to have a real BLOG.. hehehehe
I have been blogging since 2 or 3 years ago, yet I become more active in friendster ,, I forgot to even pay attention to a real blog though hehehehee



Link to my friendster blogs >>> http://jendee_bungisngis.blogs.friendster.com

I am hopoing that more people will visit my blog in this account too..