Respect Begets Respect.

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RESPECT.

First, I do not know how you define ‘Respect’. I do not know how you define respect in your dictionary. The only thing that I know about you is that.. I know you know this ‘Respect begets Respect’

Secondly, before I scribble down my thoughts let me tell you this before you make a judgment. I am a sinner. I do not read the Bible every day and I do not know everyone in the Bible nor everything in the Bible nor every verse in the Bible, I sometimes fail to pray the rosary daily, I sometimes fail to attend the novena, and yes, I don’t get to complete all those Sunday masses in a year. I even left a religious group. I know, tell me. I am a sinner.

I woke up today, thanking my God for another day, thanking my God that finally I didn’t have any palpitations as early as that (my mama will surely get mad when she reads the word ‘palpitations’ Poor little me I’ve been having some on and off palpitations for almost a week, brought about by caffeine, little physical, mental and emotional stress and lack of sleep), so moving on, I checked on my Instagram and saw a photo of a woman posing on the crucifix for fun (taken on a holy week). I was like what-is-this-girl-thinking, seriously? Yadah yadah yadah.

 I checked on my Facebook timeline and the photo has gone viral, well there were several people who even posed for that. Heck.

Just like what other people say, it is not a matter of religion, it’s a matter of respect. I want to quote what my friend, Monique Fajardo, said about those photos ‘Whether you are roman catholic, protestant, atheist, buddhist, muslim, etc. we should at least have respect for the belief of others. The crucifixion is very sacred to us Christians, that's why other people react so violently at this, i mean you wouldn't want something you respected so much be seen as a joke by others. It's not a matter of religion too, because for all we know some of these people might be Christians themselves, it's just a matter of RESPECT.”

Those who get to read my blog posts know that I am no angel. I am no angel BUT I do believe in my God, I do believe in the Gods of other religious groups. Yes, I may be a sinner BUT the God that I have taught me what respect is about

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This aint a joke. I think those people need to go back to the time when they were little with the Golden rule being taught to them.

Why did I blog about this? Because it pays when you respect other people. I mean, you can not choose to love every single person in the world BUT you can give them the amount of respect that they deserve. 


Again, respect.. begets..respect.

love

the little kid

The Real Thing.

Have you experienced a point in your life when you got so confused and you don't know what to do best? A point in your life when you tell your God that you trust him fully but there are times that you'll be in doubt? Times like you become so impatient. Impatient because you do not want to get wounded again?


Here you go. I am not going to take back any thing that I'll write next. I've become sad about so many things. But I never questioned my God. I won't be too shy to admit that Yes, I did struggle.


In order for you to understand, let me share where are these thoughts coming from. Last November, I did resign at work (call center). Personal reason, read it HERE. I wanted to rest from the little exhaustion that I got (fyi, I had a great time @ Alorica). I wanted to regain strength, more importantly, regain the weight that I lose. Part of the little vacation that I had was a thought of going back to what I love most,--being a nurse. From the time the results of the Board Exam were released, I did not apply at any hospital (which I do want to regret but I decided not to :p ) Last February, I applied in a hospital which I really wanted to get into. But, it wasnt for me. It was so sad to not get what you want (You guys know the feeling) especially when you really see yourself working there. Sucks, right. Day after that, I moved on and told my God "that whatever His plans for me are, Thy Will Be Done" I will no longer do things according to 'my' will but according to His. I know, I know everything does happen for a reason and my God has His own reasons. There is this another hospital that I really want to get into and I remembered that there was a night when I prayed before I went to bed, I prayed that May He let me work there even if it is a bit far from my place.


Fast Forward to March, I got endorsed in a hospital in the city (Thanks to my Grandfather) but I was in doubt of taking it. The same date that I was endorsed to that hospital was the time when someone from the hospital that I-prayed-to-get-into sent me a message that I am scheduled for an exam and interview. That day, I did not know where to even put the happiness that I was feeling. Two weeks after I was interviewed, my good friend Charmaine told me that my paper got a note "for training". Only thing is, we do not know when is the training going to be. I waited for two weeks and still did not get any news. Friday of last week, March 30, after some chat with Charmaine, I decided that if before the Holy Week and the hospital will not call, then I'll go to the hospital in the city where I was endorsed and be scheduled so I can start my training. I was so confused. I tweeted "i am so confused. May You bless the choices that I will make, Lord" ONE HOUR after having decided that, I finally got a text message from the hospital's hr asking me to report on Monday. The moment I got to read that, I literally jumped for Joy and said "Thank You, Jesus!!"  and I tweeted, "Wow.. just when I really really need an answer!! thank you, Jesus! I love you" . Wow. God moves in mysterious ways.


It is not easy to be patient. It is truly not. Especially when you know people that are enjoying being employed. I had to battle with that because I never want to be jealous of anything. So it is not easy. But there are so many things ahead of us that are truly worth the wait. Things that we do not see coming at all but in the end leave us loaded with joy.


I had my tough times while waiting. Being idle for a couple of months is not that I have ever dreamt of. But those months that I was weak were the times that I have become stronger (and better). I thank my God for the struggle that I experienced. I thank my God for letting me experience a little heartache and sorrow. It is hard to battle with all those thoughts every single day. It was not easy.


After all, I realized after I graduated, after my review for NLe, after the NLE, i immediately had my work, so maybe those months that I spent being idle (although sad) prepared me to finally do something what I love most.  I mean, it was not easy (I'm saying this again) but our God has His own reasons. His ways are not easy to understand (let's face it) but His ways are....the Best.


Yes, God has His own reasons and He moves in Mysterious Ways.


So there. In the spirit of Holy Week, I wrote this. Kidding aside, I wrote this because I wanted to...inspire.. and say our God is forever Great.


P.S it felt great to write what i've been through. It was a tough job to write what i've been struggling for months. At some point, i am shy to be sharing my struggle but I do not want to mind even if some will try to laugh on what I've been through (i laugh on it as well)


PPS. I dont do this because i am part of anything or what, I blog about this because i do believe in my God. And my God is A Faithful God.

Have a blessed Holy Week everyone! 

PPPS God answers in three ways. 

First, He says Yes and gives you what you want. 

Second, He says no and gives you something better.

Third, He says Wait and gives you the best. 

the little kid

A note to everyone.

I pray that everyone of us gets to use the social media to share our thoughts, opinions, NOT insult others. I’m saying this because a lot of people are getting into trouble because of the use of impertinent statements on Twitter, Facebook, etc. Yes, it is alright to share your thoughts & opinions. But to insult others? A big NO. Because seriously, what if you experience the same insult? I mean, everyone of us should always be responsible for whatever we say on Blogger, Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook (name it).

We are all educated (Yes, I said ‘all’). Now if some of you gets to experience being insulted online, it’s up to you whether you’d defend yourself and do the same thing with the other person or just know the art of ‘deadma’.

Whatever type of a person in social media you are, I hope you will be responsible on whatever you will say.

Do not be afraid to share your thoughts but remember to be cautious. As they say ‘Just because you are free to say whatever you want,doesn’t always mean you should’’ I hope that makes sense.

the little kid 

touched by a stranger.

Last March 9, 2012, I had my IVT Completion at a tertiary hospital in our city, part of the completion was to have a Blood Transfusion case. It was 9:30pm when I started the BT to an elderly patient. Let’s name her Lola X. She was weak, thin and was hoping to get well. She was confined at a ward in the said hospital, with her significant others visiting her, Lola X was fighting for her life. I made sure that I check her from time to time and I was so touched when she held my hand saying thank you. You know, being a nurse, it’s a joy when your patient appreciates the things you do for them. It’s a nurse’s achievement.

Moving on, while I was sitting on the bench at the corridor of the Station where I was assigned to, a girl sat behind (yes, behind) me & stared at me. Her name was Johainne (I’m not sure if I spelled her name correctly). She was so nice and has kept on saying good things about me. She kept me company for 30 minutes. We were talking about her grandmother (Lola X) and her life mainly. What broke my heart when we were chatting was when she said “ kahit ganto ako kapayat gusto ko pong mag-donate ng dugo sa lola ko” (in English, “Even if I am this thin/skinny, I want to donate blood to my grandmother).  I tried to keep my tears from falling.

Wow. I was touched by a stranger. I hope there are still a lot of kids like Johainne. A kid who thinks of her family, a kid who has a good heart.

From this experience, I want to share to all of you that, we should not lose hope in the goodness of other people. There are so many good people around. You may never know, you’d see an angel in a stranger. Despite the chaos that we all go through, there will always be someone who will always be willing to give a hand to hold. Now, I wonder how Lola X is doing. I hope she has recovered fast. May God bless her.

How about you? Have you been touched by a stranger? What's your story? 

P.S Yes, the little kiddo is back on track. 

the little kid