Overhaul

I'm on an overhaul. yes. I'm trying to fix some things in my life.
Eliminating things that are not for me.
Taking things that are meant for me.
it may sound selfish but, let me be selfish for a while, besides it is in your mind only. I'm being selfish to be selfless. complex. right.

I'm re-creating. rebuilding. re-flaming my dreams. I lost it years ago. and I want it back. I want my life back. A life of dreams and wonders. I want my old point of view about life and what's ahead. and of course, with the help of God.

Pathetically speaking, in these past few years I've been shooting aimlessly. 
Now, I'll make sure it's bulls eye. I believe, I'm already equipped and I keep equipping myself with wisdom and knowledge.
It's time to put things into practice. and I already working on my Master Plan that I keep on rediscovering and re-overhaul-ing, depending on what God has planned. As I prayed before..

If Your plan is to make me realize the importance of planning, and making me plan for myself and later ruin it. I would be glad. It emphasized that You have better plans than I have. that I should stick to Your plan. And this time, I trust You.

So, I'm on an overhaul. As the dictionary said:

Over - Extending directly upward from
Haul - Pull or drag with effort or force

Pulling my life upside to its end and re-create dreams that God above planted in my heart.
And in association with this 'recreation' here's my new anthem. :))



//AllIveEveNeeded
//RecreatingDreams
//Overhaul
//sebajisoka

When November Came

I've been trying to bring colors to my day. really! but then I realize that why should I?
why is it important to me to celebrate that day?

when November came, I wished for a night full of stars.
when November came, I set goals for myself.
when November came, plans after plans are rushing in my head.
when November came, I tried pouring meaning to my everyday.

maybe this is a wake up call.
maybe I'm just learning things.
maybe God set this altogether to reveal Himself to me.

I don't know. I'm not sure. and I'm always like this. I wonder how can I go on from this.
Somebody! Punch me in the face! Real hard! 


//WhenNovemberCame
//sebajisoka

A lonely stargaze

after of almost-half-a-month of raining every evening, I finally received my simple prayer for this month: cold and starry nights. but I have this problem. A one huge problem. I can't watch the night sky in our home. There are hindrances and I can't just look up all night, my neck might collapse.

I saw the beauty of the moon last Friday and It's so wonderful. I can't stop looking at it. It's so bright and it makes me wanna dance. and that split seconds of glance makes me decide that Saturday, I'll satisfy my desire. I went to baywalk right after the church practice. I want to talk to someone and spend the night under this huge sky.

But, I'm here. Alone. Watching the sky. those tiny white dots in the midst of darkness.
I tried talking to myself but I'm lost for words.
My hands under my head, I lie in the grass. I don't care if I'm alone. 'cause I'm not.
I want to spend this quiet evening with the Creator.

The extensive beauty in front of me symbolize the power and wonders of my God.
I know, He's here in the place where I'm lying in.
I'm know He's beside me. waiting for my talk.
this night makes me realize that everything else in this world is really senseless if not done for Him.

After drowning myself by the beauty of His creation. I know that there are lots of things I should be thankful for.
There are simple things around us that we take for granted. It's sad that we don't acknowledge such things.
maybe they're right, Its easy to see negative things than positive one.
For many of us were trained to focus on negative things and bad news.

If all things work together for good. maybe it is safe to say that bad things doesn't really exist.
maybe with some exception done by the evil ones.

This is a wonderful day.
The highlight?
The moon. The stars. The sky.
He keeps everything in tact for His glory. (sorry, I really have lots in my mind)
what a wonderful God.



//ALovelyStargaze
//sebajisoka

An Imaginary Placard

"Thank you sa pagiging patient mo and for being a good listener kahit nonsense yung words ko." my friend told me the other day. and honestly, I'm touched. I can't explain the feeling but it makes me doubt. I was thinking of the meaning of a 'good listener'. "Am I qualified in the description?'' probably not, but this friend believed in and see it and feel it. Should I believe?

after split seconds of my minds argument about oneself, I recognized that I should leave it that way. Unanswered. why? I always want to listen to people rather than doing all the talking, I'd rather be quiet and be still while others are raging and telling their stories. I love stories. I love hearing those people share about their lives and eventually learn from them and from those stories.

and I realized that being labeled as a 'good listener' doesn't make me a good listener. being a good listener labeled me as one. (Hi complexity in explanation.) and I'm telling you this not to write an imaginary placard on your eyesight that whenever you see me there's something in me that says "talk to me, I'm a good listener". You see. I just love hearing stories. So I keep on asking. although sometimes I'm not interested due to some circumstances but whenever you give me an excitement. You should arrange your story and give me the plot.

Maybe I'm a good listener.
Maybe I'm not.
Maybe I'm just a listener.
Maybe just for some people.

but here's a truth. We need someone whom we can share our fairy-tale-type of stories and/or even the most senseless one.
or someone who will scream with you in your horror stories.
and someone who will always be there beside you writing those stories with you.

//AnImaginaryPlacard
//sebajisoka

With Hearts As One

I went to Philippine Red Cross in Muntinlupa yesterday to volunteer. I really wanted to help. Coincidentally, ate kat invited us in a volunteer work. I also contact the KKBs to join us, if they're available. They respond to the call but they have responsibilities, can't make it. Kuya Joas and I went directly to PRC-Muntinlupa.

We're both excited volunteering. And we talked about the typhoon and the affected areas. We talked to the person in charge and she said that there are no work to do for the relief, they're still waiting for some donations but she gave us forms. we're assigned in the relief area. I thought we will tearfully go home but no. after awhile, donations came rushing inside. at first we were sorting goods such as sardines, sardines in pack, canned dishes and meet loafs and tunas and everything, then the next thing I know is the volunteers were playing catch. throwing and catching mineral waters, sacks of rice on repeat. 

muscles pushed into the limits. body pain today. 

In the middle of the work. My mind is working for some article already. 

As I pass the waters box after box, I'm amazed. why?

'cause I don't know who this person beside me who keeps on giving me weights and it seems endless.and on the other side, another person keep asking me for weights, what's with this people?! I don't know anyone of them, well except for kuya joas and the girl who's pouring out rice in the relief bags. Aside from them. I don't know the rest, approximately there's about 50 people with me.

but you know what?

we don't know each other's name or where we came from or what our life situation we're having in that moment of our lives. we may have difficult personal problems and heartaches. 

but you know why?

as we pass the heavily waters and tons of rice, as we packed those goods and arranged everything to be in order. you'll see that we all have one purpose. one heart. the main reason why we're here.

they choose to set aside those personal life situation and volunteer for the affected communities in Visayas. all we want is to help, to extend our hands to those in need and to give a hug to those in grieve. That in simple ways. in simple terms. we're blessing them. it may not be huge compare to other people but this isn't solely about them, it is also fulfilling the desires of our hearts. to pour some aid and assistance.

and another thing, it will never be in vain.

this is our calling, our calling is to serve.

when Jesus was with the disciple as they argue about who's the greatest in God's kingdom.

“If anyone wants to be first, he shall be last of all and servant of all."

“Whoever receives one child like this in My name receives Me; and whoever receives Me does not receive Me, but Him who sent Me.”

Matthew 9:33-37

After the volunteer work. we ate like a child in the mall. 

and have some muscle relaxation. where?

Extreme Coaster and Shooting in arcade.

Thanks to kuya Joas

Thanks to Jasmin

Thanks to ate Kat.

Thank God for the strength. I didn't know I have it.

//WithHeartsAsOne

//YolandaPH

//sebajisoka

Yolanda

I've been thinking all day on what topic to share for today. Sadly, I can't think of any. The end.Neeh. I'm trying to be serious here, so help me. hmm yeah.

I'm reading God's Word earlier today when I read about Matthew 8:23-27. It's about Jesus calm the storm. Its amazing that even though I read this couple of times before, God gives me new revelations. And I'll share this tomorrow on prayer meeting. but what I'm going to talk about today is.. Storm.

Yolanda.

Last Sunday, I don't know where to go. I don't usually went home early in Sundays and I don't want to go home early that Sunday. and I have no friends with me 'cause they have their own appointments. I also try approaching someone but sadly, situation doesn't allow us. But I already decided to go somewhere. 

Going home, I passed through our house directly to Festival Mall. I don't know exactly what to do that time. I went up to Powerbooks to start my afternoon. I read a book. I'm already on page 55. I'm planning to finish it in that store. (mean me.) and after the few chapters I explore the mall, looking at the people around and I decided to attend another service, Victory Christian Fellowship.

I heard awesome rendition in the worship. and in the news section of the service, before the preaching starts, the pastor talks about Yolanda, my heart suddenly feel the compassion. my eyes woke up for what I heard. Its really dreadful. The call for me is to help, in any means. The church seek for help, they accept donations and they are organizing a team to send those goods in tacloban. And I wanted to help. I don't know how. I went home asking myself what to do.

Today, I finally watch the news for myself and see what destruction yolanda gave us. Seeing those people and hearing their call for help, breaks my heart. I want to cry with them. As I watch series of tears I whisper prayers for them.

I don't usually post something like this in my blog. 'cause this is my blog and all I think about is myself. maybe this is the time for me to stand up and grow up. People need help. Let's send them hope! I recently receive a message regarding Yolanda, she seeks for someone who will help. I'll go. I'm willing. In simple terms, I pray that I may contribute something.

Lord, help them.

//PrayForThePhilippines
//Yolanda
//sebajisoka

Service, Training, Practice and Anniversary

A pretty long Sunday.

I just want to blog this. to fill my hunger. 
Last Sunday was a long Sunday. Well, many of my Sundays this year are long Sunday but let me tell you what happened. November 3, 2013.Of course, Sunday Service with my family and my beloved friends.We learned about soul winning and the need for it. and we attend our life groups. Fun and excitement within our groups.

then, we attend the training. the topic was "The Lordship Of Jesus Christ"
questions raised up, answers giving in. it was fun, indeed. we participate and learn together. and after few hours of arguments and fun. the KKB Band will have a practice.

My Tribute Medley by Israel Houghton, I have a great friends of singers and musician. they're great! awesome. who told you that we can make something today. They're just plainly awesome and gifted with much talent. but above all, we're under God's grace. we can't boast on anything. I played the Bass Guitar, Jasmin on Guitar also Jeremiah. Aries on Drums. Our singers are the worship leaders: Hacinth, Hazel, Joy and Charlie.

after the practice. we have to go somewhere. Cathy invited us to attend the 15 Anniversary of Victory Alabang. Aaaand we do so. but we bond 1st while waiting for the last session. we ate at KFC. thanks for the treat friends. (This is where I broke my no-softdrink record for months, grace please! XD) it was fun, hiding some funny and serious stories. 

before 7pm passed we went up to the 4th floor and see tons of people. then we saw books, so we stopped by there and after minutes. we went inside, the service starts with a blast. singing old songs. they told us that those are the songs they sing 15 years ago. I'm blessed to what I see and feel. God has always been faithful to churches like this. and then we listened to a Chinese Pastor. An anointed pastor. He's funny and speak right from the Word. You should hear the podcast on their website  Pastor's name: Jackie Su. we also have a bonding with Lovelea, who was part of the intermission number during the offering.and also the discount card for around 20 stores in Festival Mall and even around the nation. Cool!

//VCF@15
//sebajisoka