Many people know that I am Grobanian by my musical heart. It's not only the voice but also the type of music and lyrics that moves me. One of the songs I love best from Josh is the song "Remember When It Rained". The passionate lover in me just resonates with the message of the song.
Everyone knows how refreshing a shower is, especially when under the rain. Everyone also knows how refreshing forgiveness is, more than any physical shower we can have. Each moment of forgiveness brings with it a fresh ray of hope, a promise of a better tomorrow, and the balm of healing and love. There couldn't be any better medicine for pain than forgiveness in love.
We are all called to forgive and to love again. Forgiveness is giving that second chance once again with a resolution to make it better this time, in a way that mirrors how each of us has been given our second chances after we have stood up from a fall. But sadly, some people don't know how to forgive. If only they know the power of forgiveness, they wouldn't hold on to the heavy chains of grudge and hatred, or to the binding strings of fear and regret.
Real forgiveness, as per my experience, always brings a renewal of a relationship and commitment. There is a second fresh encounter of persons. In the same way that God promised to wash away the sins of Israel, forgiveness washes away the stains that kept us apart. Our greatest need is forgiveness.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Falling Rain
Listen to the rain as they fall
Sound like tears in the wind
They all fade
Freezing and burning, passing by
The cold touch of soft breeze
I am lost
In the silence of falling rain
In the mist of longing
We shiver
The earth cowers with every splash
Each drop break and pierce through
His stone heart
Soaked, despondent he turns away
Hide from the falling rain
Rest and sleep
Sound like tears in the wind
They all fade
Freezing and burning, passing by
The cold touch of soft breeze
I am lost
In the silence of falling rain
In the mist of longing
We shiver
The earth cowers with every splash
Each drop break and pierce through
His stone heart
Soaked, despondent he turns away
Hide from the falling rain
Rest and sleep
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Missing My Friends
Just this morning, Bro. Marc Will handed me a book on St. Francis of Sales with a bookmark on a chapter on friendship. I was so inspired with what I read that I fell into a trance of remembering my friends since I started to walk this earth. The sloppiness that I've felt this morning was blown away by the vigor brought about by thinking of friends.
Looking out our study hall window and gazing upon the green lush of tree leaves swaying outside, I can see the open Laguna sky. I know I am quite distant from the place where I grew up, yet right now I am aware that I belong. Friendship binds us in unity. I cannot imagine how I would have grown, and I believe I would be much different from who I am now, if I have not met my friends.
Thanks to the powers of technology, I still was able to visit some friends in Facebook. I am amused at their goings on in life. Without being physically there, I share their sorrow and joy. I travel with them as I browse through their pictures. I read their minds as I read through and in-between their poetry and prose lines. May we be able to fully utilize the interconnectedness of the world by wire and wireless communications in order to truly make the world smaller and closer through the interconnectedness of persons and friends.
Looking out our study hall window and gazing upon the green lush of tree leaves swaying outside, I can see the open Laguna sky. I know I am quite distant from the place where I grew up, yet right now I am aware that I belong. Friendship binds us in unity. I cannot imagine how I would have grown, and I believe I would be much different from who I am now, if I have not met my friends.
Thanks to the powers of technology, I still was able to visit some friends in Facebook. I am amused at their goings on in life. Without being physically there, I share their sorrow and joy. I travel with them as I browse through their pictures. I read their minds as I read through and in-between their poetry and prose lines. May we be able to fully utilize the interconnectedness of the world by wire and wireless communications in order to truly make the world smaller and closer through the interconnectedness of persons and friends.
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