What’s Your Reason for Celebrating Christmas?

Streets are well lit and well decorated.

Malls are packed of people shopping for gifts.

Roads are busy due to large volume of vehicles.

Christmas is the busiest time of the year, and people take advantage of the season to commercialize it. We keep ourselves busy to buy gifts we can give out to our families and friends, shop for food for our guests during parties, and we say “Happy Holidays” or “Merry Xmas” instead of “Merry Christmas”.

We see Christmas as an advantage for ourselves, because this is the season we think we can acquire things we deserve. But what should Christmas look like? What do we really celebrate?

I think most of you know that we’re actually celebrating the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. He’s the celebrator. Therefore, we should invite Him to our homes when we celebrate.

There are points I got from a preaching I attended to in church weeks ago.

 Christmas is about God’s glory.

We should understand that Christmas is not about us. I fail at remembering this most of the time because I use this time to ask my relatives for expensive gifts I don’t really need. Then again, it isn’t my birthday. It’s Jesus’. It’s his birth. Therefore, we must be giving gifts to Him instead.

This afternoon, I was amazed of my 10-year-old cousin asking a question that went something like this, “If it’s Jesus’ birthday, shouldn’t we be giving gifts to Him?” I felt a little ashamed because a 10- year-old actually understood Christmas better than we adults did. Nonetheless, He gave us a gift even when we’re not asking for it, and we got the greatest one ever. It’s Jesus Himself, living a life we should have lived, dying a death we should have died.

Christmas is about our peace.

Before I was a Christian, I never really understood the concept of Jesus’ passion, death and, resurrection. I didn’t comprehend what people meant by saying He’s a saviour. Why was he a saviour? To make it short, we are sinners, and we all deserve to go to eternal damnation. That means we need someone to save us from falling from the trap of sins. That’s Jesus Christ.

He is born, so there could be peace on earth, peace on our minds and hearts, peace with Him, and peace with man.

I think that means we should leave the pressure that Christmas brings.

Knowing that Jesus, my wonderful counsellor, mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace, lived and died so I can have a life, having direct access to God, that gives me more than enough peace.

Greeting you a merry merry Christmas!



That One Tuesday Evening

I consider It a miracle. A supernatural thing that has happened to me.

(I am currently at work but I can’t get my thoughts together and I just really needed to get this all out now.)

Last night I attended our usual Tuesday bible study and we talked about forgiveness. I know what you have in mind – this might be one of the hardest things to do in life. I was reminded of how I used to hold grudges against my foes and against the people who purposely hurt me. I was reminded of how I wanted to get my cunning revenge to them so I could make them feel the pain they made me feel. I was reminded of what my previous life was.

Going back to the miracle I was telling you about, it’s a miracle why I am in this unworthy, undeserving position.

It all started two years ago when I experienced by most hurtful heartbreak. I was beautifully swept off my feet and everything seemed too good to be true. However, there was one problem. I didn’t know the purpose of what I was doing. I was left with no vision, no clue of what was happening in my life. All I knew was I was seizing the day and I tried to be as happy as possible.

Then one day, when I thought I’d be swept off my feet again, I was left falling on my feet. He said I wasn’t good enough. He said we can’t be together. I was puzzled. I got mad and worst, I got lost. I kept on making bad decisions, one over the other and I thought my life was over.

I was suddenly reminded of forgiveness. The forgiveness one could easily be given because of love. I remembered how God forgave me, and kept on forgiving me for my sins. Me? Why would he forgive me? Or even, why would He choose me? I am not worthy. I am undeserving. I am sinful. I am nothing. But He is great because He chased me. He keeps on chasing me whenever I would lose my track. He would always tell me to go back to Him, because in Him I’ll find peace and comfort.

I couldn’t contain how much God has done in my life. Who would have thought that I will be chosen by God as His own? I cannot fathom. Every time I’m reminded of how Jesus Christ died for me on the cross, I cannot understand why we are still loved. That’s just who God is. He is the perfect manifestation, and epitome of unconditional love.

All I know is that God continues to move in my life. I am not perfect. No one is. But I have a perfect God.

God forgave, forgives, and will forgive. Have you forgiven?


Do you have your own stories also? Let’s talk!



EDSA traffic: An avenue of whatnots

Getting stuck in the EDSA traffic is no-joke especially when one has to experience it five days in a row. Alarming and annoying as it may be, neither a driver nor a commuter could do something about it at the moment. News, facts and opinions as to how to solve this ever existent problem arise from broadsheets, online articles, to tabloids. The government’s efforts are “well-recognized” on addressing to this issue, to the point of suggesting an extreme modification on work schedule, through the four-day work law.

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People have differing comments on the  “see-if-it-works” strategy of the government, saying that it is the one responsible for the chaos the Philippines undergoes, or that Filipinos have no discipline. Others who have partly made sense of some things would reasonably say it should be atonement between the two facets.

As for me, this traffic helped me a lot to keep me sane despite the hustle, and loss of economic profit and quality of time due to the hours of travelling to work. It provides me the time to unwind, observe, and think clearly.

My lengthy introduction would make one think this must be one of the other opinionated articles published to make people “think twice” of their actions. Probably yes… but probably not.

Each day, one of my duties as a media relations associate is to monitor press releases and client clippings in newspapers, that’s why I already made it a habit to skim news and articles. But what would interest me a lot are feature articles, especially those about the traffic. There’s this one I read this morning that says traffic is slowly killing Filipinos. Another one from a major broadsheet would suggest ways on how to be productive despite the bitter truth, instead of ranting.

In this case, I want to share what I’ve been randomly thinking whenever I engage in the gridlock.

  1. “Kasalanan ‘to ng gobyerno”


This item on top of my list is very timely for the election is at hand.  Several candidates have their own gimmicks, hand in hand contact with endorsers on who’ll be getting who in the celebrity industry. I’m sure that most of them would vie for ‘AlDub’ especially that the phenomenal love team top-notched not only the social media but also the hearts of the Filipino people. However, the fact that 130 presidentiables filed their intentions is already very alarming. One could not determine easily why this political joke is happening. But one thing is for sure, the record-breaking status of the country in regard to corruption is a major factor for all of these.

Their never-ending promises on the betterment of the country, on ‘I believe’, ‘we need’, ‘I will’ are some of the cliches we hear from these candidates, who could never address to the destruction of the Train Stations (MRT, LRT), that caused all the more traffic.

  1. The pasaway pedestrians and kaskaserong drivers


Honestly speaking, I never realized how important it is to follow road rules until I learned how to drive. I’ve experienced driving to main roads to back roads and my lack of knowledge on road signs made it difficult for me. But what’s more difficult to deal with are the uneducated attitude of Filipinos in terms of driving and walking. It’s very annoying to see vehicles turning on a no-left turn or no u-turn block, or beat the stoplight. These kinds of drivers who don’t know how to wait are major contributors to a few accidents, which caused more hustle. As for the pedestrians, I just want to address this: Do you have this thinking that you actually don’t care when vehicles are about to hit you just because you think you’re always right? Darling, there’s this thing you called pedestrian lanes, built for humans. You cannot instil in you the angst of crossing whenever/wherever you want, then putting the blame to the poor drivers who follow rules.

  1. Smiling is everything

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The Philippines is a tropical country which experience more time in heat than cool. There’s a saying that you can’t kill fire with fire. If everyone else is ranting and having a bad time because of the queue in the MRT/terminal, ask yourself whether adding up to the happening will do you any good or not. It’s really helpful to smile at frowning people and don’t be afraid to feel rejected when he/she doesn’t smile back.

  1. I might have probably met my one true love, or not?


Funny thing to say but admittedly, I’d often think whether I have crossed path with the man of my life or not. Sometimes, the stares and stolen glances help to ease the bad vibes on waiting for your turn. But everything happens in time, don’t they?

  1. Driving the road less travelled


“Don’t expect a different result when you keep doing the same ways”.

Indeed, EDSA is the main road. But one shouldn’t be afraid to take alternate routes. When I did my talk to UST ELSSOC during its general assembly, I compared my journey to driving and getting to a destination. The point is, never settle to one thing. The backroads and the secondary roads should be given a try because sometimes, they make one’s life easier. It’s the same thing as not settling for where you are now, but be an explorer. Go on an adventure. Make mistakes, pass by road blocks, no entry, and stop signs. After all, you’ll still get into your destination. Just make sure to use WAZE – or not.

A None Million Dollar Happiness

Tired. Hungry. Thirsty.

The smoke that belched out of the vehicles in the national highway did not stop me in seeing what my guy anticipated for this very particular day. The first born of his favorite uncle, who didn’t have any siblings for his whole marriage life.

We walked several blocks from the drop off point to the hospital. The place is surrounded with wet and dry market, and is often crowded. I told myself that I was given a chance not to agree to this agenda but somehow, this place was not something unfamiliar.

I was quite nostalgic upon reaching the area because we had settled there when i was still young.

When we reached the nearest block that borders the hospital, I saw food stalls which tempted me a lot, making the walk a lot more challenging. But of course, i cannot let those temptations consume me, else I cannot go home. I only have an exact amount of money in my wallet. I hated it when my pocket money is just exact for my expenses for a certain trip. I don’t feel comfortable since I was used to getting emergency money. So i decided to do some sacrificing, not eating my most craved dishes of all time.

We entered the hospital lobby and we thought that this hospital is better when we saw the facade. However, the cover doesn’t justify the contents as it is right?

A lot of people, men and women, congested the 50 square meter room with two people on each bed. Wait, did i just say it right? Of course! Two women in a bed. I can’t imagine how hard it is to let a child out of a woman’s womb, how painful it is, and how restless it might be, feeling more restless, knowing that you’ll have someone share with your only sanctuary.

These people are those i can describe as, not the low class, but those I chose to be practical. The hospital services were affordable, good enough for simple people to deliver their children.

My eyes kind of freaked out upon entering the room because I saw a lot of babies, small as a set of loaf bread. They are so gentle and I cannot risk to touch them. My reflexes are hard to control since I play sports as a hobby and i was used in a lot of hard works.

I looked at Tito and saw the sparkle in his eyes. He was a lot different when I see him in T’s house compared with his expressions while carrying the newborn baby. His voice was gentle when he talked to me so he cannot wake up such beautiful creation.

Suddenly, the baby cried. Sean cried. He cried so hard that the sounds his cry created bounced back on me as memories of yesterday and of the past.

Tita carry and hold him gently. His face pressed against her breasts trying to feed himself. I completely saw the smile that roses on her lips and the glistening on her eyes. Those two things were continuously showing while she was trying to endure the pain of breastfeeding. But no matter, because all the pain will take off, leaving the mother so joyful that nine months of agony and discomfort became the most life changing experience she had in her entirety.

T often told me in the past how desperate the couple could be to have a child. Seeing the movies which shared the same hopeless story, I empathize on how they feel. I saw how hard it is for them to share the love with other children, but cannot do it with their own because they don’t have any.

But now, they can share all the love they reserved for years. There’s no more room for sadness and tears.

We went home and finally got a chance to eat and talk at dinner.