Birthday Poem: Love Poem of a Daughter

On my first birthday here in CA in May 2007, my youngest daughter, suprised me with a very touching poem in multi-colored letters for framing. I should say she is also a poet in her own heart and i thank God for this. Ha ha ha ha! Could it be that it runs in the blood? But i did cry when I read her masterpiece of love and i hugged her tightly in thanksgiving.

At first, I was reluctant to post this poem but then i remembered that I want to give glory to God for blessing my daughter in describing Sualai in that poem.

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Divinized Day

Often times I ask my listeners about their attitudes in what they do at home, at their place of work, in their communities, etc. And most of the time their answers varied according to what they do. One answered, she hated her household chores. When I asked her why, she readily answered it was too boring for her. Another said it was too much heavy for her, and so on. A man said he hated his boss and associates and other numberless things to grumble about. Ha ha ha ha ha!….i remembered I was like them before.

Until, one morning, as i half-heartedly folded my laundry, I heard a sweet but sad voice in my heart, asking me, “Is that what you are offering to My Son?” It was then that I recognized it was the Blessed Mother speaking to my heart.

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I Silently Cry To Myself

Today, as I silently cry to myself
I promised..
I will try to get my life back
I will try to change the direction of my destiny
that had gone wayward.

Today, as I silently cry to myself
I try to soothe the pain and the hurt
I try to lift up myself
I try to encourage myself that I can get back
my feet on the ground.

Today, as i silently cry to myself
I tell myself to be strong
I tell myself I can handle this
I tell myself I can go on.

Today, as I silently cry to myself
I call on God to help me with
what I am going through.
I lift it up to HIm and say “Thy will be done”.

I realized, I cannot silently cry to myself
I realized, I have to cry to Him
I realized, I cannot handle this alone.

Then, I silently cry, not to myself.
I silently cry and call on help!

Bible Reference for Meditation and Reflection:

1 Corintians 10:13 – God is faithful and will not let you be tried beyond your strength; but with the trial He will also provide a way out, so that you may be able to bear it.

Romans 8:37 – In all these things we conquer overwhelmingly through Him who loved us.

Yes, my friends, like Paul, we can say to ourselves, “Through Jesus Christ , who loves us, we will be completely victorious in everything.” Amen,

Why? What? Who?

Hi! Thanks God, i don’t have to work today so i can catch up to my back -log entries for the web site. ha ha ha ha ha! It seems i am getting serious with this ministry of reaching out to people in the world. Wow, what a dream!

You were asking me what motivated me to write those inspirational poems and why. Oh, as you know, I was once in that world called “desolation” so I fully understand how it felt to be desolate, how to grope in the dark, so to speak; and how I was able to get out of that dark dungeon of near hopelessness with the help of God and His grace.

My heart and soul became on fire with so much inspiration to write and share my own experiences, my thoughts and victories over all the ugliness and pain of being desolate. God is so good all the time and that is the heart of all!

Who is “My friend” , you may ask, too.

Ahhh, YOU, my readers are the friends of Sualai. But, why?….because as you daily read on my articles, you come to know me, for in them i bared my soul and a soul is only bared to a dear friend. And so, I could tell you, “You are no longer a stranger, you are a friend because a stranger doesn’t know a thing about someone.”

The Robust Beggar

The story of the robust beggar is one of my favorite sample sharing whenever I give talks or reflections about almsgiving. After I gave the story I also challenge my listeners as I will do now to my readers.

As i had written in my other article, there are different kinds of beggars, the blind, the cripple, a mother with child, the old and the youth. But there is another kind that is more painful to give alms and that is a robust beggar. So many people expressed their anger against this kind of people who beg.

So, let me tell you a story…. There was a very robust man who just received his parole from a national penitentiary. He was so happy and full of hope in facing a new world, a new life.

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In the silence of the night, my thoughts wandered until I found myself climbing the stairs of the overpass in Baclaran. On every step there was a beggar, sometimes an old woman, an old man, a youth, or a mother with her child, a cripple, a blind, etc. Almost all of them have their hands outstreched asking for alms, while the blind and the crippled have tin cans or buri hats where coins were dropped by generous people.

I remembered that there came a point in my life that I made ready my coin purse before I went up the stairs of Baclaran’s overpass or when I walked a street to a church because it was there that the beggars were lined. But why?

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I miss the beauty of your prose!
I miss the writer………
My friend, do you still exist?
Have you forgotten me?

Somehow, I know you are somewhere
A place I know exist
And yet beyond my reach
But you are there…..


Yet, I could hear your “ahhhs” and “ohhhs”
As I listen to the master’s
Vibrant flowing notes
Filling my heart with hope…..

That soon I would hear again
The sound of the mailman’s voice
Calling my name, “a mail for you”
And my soul will be filled with joy!

I would hear again
The song of the birds at dawn
And the rustle of the leaves as they dance
To the symphony of the breeze.

And I, too, will dance happily
To the tune of the strings of a violin
Playing “The Blue Danube”
My feet on the air!!!

Inspirational Poem: Love

Let us learn and be aware
that joy and desolation
live together in this world.

Once, I tried to break away
from being a slave of desolation
but it ran after me
to imprison me again
in his kingdom of darkness,
of fears and confusions
of so many negative emotions.

And so, I ran faster….and faster
and still faster until I was breathless
and then
I met LOVE!

I greeted her
with my very sad smile
but she opened wide her arms
and embraced me tightly
with a happy smile.

LOVE possessed me!!!!
I am so grateful believing
i can do everything now
with love, with joy
and face adversities with serenity
and a SMILE!

Now, I am secured
with the thought that
I am loved, so must
give LOVE
in return!

The Joy of Giving

Like everybody, when I receive a gift or a surprise from my loved ones or friends, especially when they are the desires of my heart, I feel so much joy coupled with gratitude in my heart.

However, that happiness cannot be surpassed by the joy that giving does to my inmost being; for the very reason that what I give, especially to those who are really in need, is my love clothed with the very love of Jesus. This is why it produces oftentimes the welling up of tears and lumps to my throat seeing so much joy and gratitude in the eyes of the recipients.

Ahhhhh, the mystery of love is GOD!!!