Yes, You Can Still Learn Something New




Three weeks ago, Ma didn’t know how to use the computer.  Before I gave her a netbook, whenever I asked her for the best time for us to have our computer time, she would always say, “Next time.”

With the netbook, we took some time to learn the basics of turning the netbook on and off and the same for the modem. Next, I taught her how to use Facebook. Of course! And Google.

We created her own email address and her Skype ID. And Ma is ever protective of her passwords! I don’t know them.

We practiced sending emails and opening emails, adding contacts on Skype, chatting and calling.

Three weeks later, she is always online. Ma enjoys her new found freedom online.  She takes pleasure watching the photos of her apos on Facebook. She leaves trails by putting her comments on any topic she likes. And she takes delight in watching videos where children say their 2 cents.

Ma also is now reaching out to her old friends via email. In addition, days after learning how to be on the net, Ma became more confident. One day, she told me that she discovered that her mobile phone has a radio!

Ma will turn 70 this year, and she still has worlds to conquer. What about you?












The Miracle of Tithing

I have to admit, I used to be one of those who would put coins in the basket.  The basket that goes around in church when it’s time to give your offering.  You know what I’m talking about, right?  On times when I’d put a paper bill there, that would be like giving too much from my pocket and it’s difficult to open your palm to let the bill drop…

I wasn’t a regular giver then. It would happen only when I had extra change in my pocket that I wanted to get rid off.  The pocket can bulge and it’s uncomfortable when you sit. Also, coins are heavy to carry in your pocket or in your bag.

I wasn’t a miser. I was just uninformed about the reason behind tithing.

Hey, but even when I already knew about it, and believe me, you can hear about it and pretend not to understand or attend Brother Bo’s talk about tithing multiple times and still not want to give. Up to a certain point. Like the new attendees who were only forced by their families to join them who refuse to sing along or to clap their hands, tap their feet or dance along. Or pretend not to be touched by the Spirit.  Hearts can be hard sometimes, but not hard enough for the Holy Spirit.

When I was very new to the FEAST and was just attending, mind you, attending is just being there. Waiting to be served, waiting to be taught–the most I would give was PHP 20.00. If you give that much every week, then that is PHP 100.00 monthly and that is  PHP 1200.00 yearly. Meagerly, yes, but for the uninitiated, it’s a lot of money, going –where…?

I can spend any amount of money- of course within my budget and my income — on me, or on my family–and I won’t mind too much.  Because, I spent it on me—or on my family.  But a thousand bucks on an anonymous purpose, that was like,  give money for what? Huh?

Oh, I know about the story of the widow who gave all her treasure.  Been hearing that story all my life.  But I think you will agree with me that no matter how many times we hear a story, unless you experience the same, you will never understand.

I’ve been tithing for some years now. Not regularly and not even the right amount every time. Sometimes, I’d forget to prepare the envelope before going to the FEAST. But when I remembered, I would always give.

And I was put to the test. Or  was it God  I put on the HOT Seat?

I have resigned from a lot of jobs before. WhenI was overseas, i made sure that when Friday was my last day in one company, the next Monday, I would report to my next job.  I wasn’t always like that though. And this time, I again resigned from my job without having found a replacement yet.

Tithing was not a problem at the start. But the more I kept giving, since my expenses were also continuing, the more I gave, it started to hurt. And when I was close to using up my savings, I prayed for help. Of course, I was also already looking for work and made it known that I was in the market. One Sunday, I was close to running out of savings and yet I decided to give 1k! That is a thousand bucks!  I prayed really hard after that.

Two weeks later, I got an email from a potential client. It led to an interview and the rest is history.

I work at home. I am able to cook food for my family and eat with them. I can watch DVDs with them too. And I work while they sleep.

Last week, I decided to give a bigger portion for my tithe.  We have this envelope to show our gratitude for the extravagant harvest of the year.  I know the amount I give is probably a pittance to what others are able to give on a regular basis.  But that is no longer my business.

I prepared my envelope a few days ago.

This morning, I remembered that I still have to give the regular tithe and I felt the pinch.  I even voiced it aloud in my room. But I took the money from my safe place and put in in my wallet to take to the FEAST.

Last night, I was overflowing with gratitude and a thought crossed my mind. I wanted to give 5 k for my extra tithe this year. Now that is a real punch in the solar plexus of my wallet. Crazy. But the crazier thought is what I shared with my friend this afternoon. That I wanted to be able to give 10k next December.  And my friend was telling me that she wanted to test God’s generosity.

 “Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house.  
Test me in this,” says the LORD Almighty, “and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that there will not be room enough to store it.
—Malachi 3:10


When I got home, I opened my Facebook account because one of my friends at POSH (Pray Over Shepherding and Healing) asked me to like a picture of her granddaughter. Because I opened by FB account, I saw my sister’s PM and she was sending me money, for pick up! I  have been thinking of asking my siblings to help me care for our parents, but I have not really asked them yet.

Alas! Who can outdo the Lord in generosity?  Can we ever do that?

The money I gave to the Lord today, was returned to me more than double the amount I gave! I am sure there will be more on its way!

Thank you Lord.  I want to share that Your goodness and mercy have been chasing me and my family.  I am ready to receive more blessings. I am ready to give more blessings. Amen.






























Honesty Is The Best Policy



Credit: letcteachers

I was having dinner with Mom and Dad and as usual, we swap stories. Ma doesn’t run out of funny anecdotes from kids in class.  She teaches English Freshmen to 15-16 year olds at a local university.

She shared three with me tonight.

Essay Number 1:

I have a number of siblings, named A, B, C and D.  My favorite is D because he makes me feel good.  I love this sibling of mine.  He always showers me with kisses and hugs me when I get home from school.   I love it except that he kisses with too much saliva.  He is the youngest among us and he is only four years old. I love all my siblings. Sometimes I deliberately make them cry.  By the way, I am the eldest in the family.

Essay Number 2:

I love my English teacher now.  She is not like my teacher last year who would peer at us through her steel-rimmed glasses like a harsh judge. My teacher this year reminds me of my grandmother.  I like attending her classes.

Essay Number 3:

I am always late in this class because I don’t like to wake up early. And I don’t like to wake up early because I don’t like taking a bath.  My teacher is a good teacher.  I don not want to exhaust her patience.