I was in Boracay Island, in Station 1, to be specific. I’ve grown up spending some vacations there coz my mother hails from Aklan. But although I’ve got used to see some liberated foreigners, I was caught unaware one time. I was in haste on my way to the beachfront to catch the surreal sunset: when the seemingly shy sun’s glorious escape would leave a trace of heavenly hues of lilac, shimmering in gold and crimson. Almost everyone was mesmerized to pause and ponder on its picturesque wonders. Then, boom! There were lovers caught in fiery passion of French kiss. Who cares? But, I was petrified! Yet in the split of seconds, I continued with my strides. It wasn’t a movie to watch, after all. “GET A ROOM” I heard a whisper from a spectator, grinning with envy. It astonishes me how people could freely display their affection in public! But what astounds me the most is a PDA not only within the parameter of a mall, public infrastructure, a park, but in the social media. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind other people’s business. But, there’s something I despise – PDA: Public Display of Anger! Delayed Flight, Frustrations, Fight It was my first time to be caught in cataclysmic flight. Twice our flight got delayed. We’re supposed to depart at past 8:00 AM for a domestic flight. Then, it was moved to 11:00 AM. And unfortunately, moved again to past 2:00 PM, almost 3:00 PM! We’ve waited for almost seven hours. It wasn’t a wearisome waiting, if it weren’t for a scene. Most of the flights were delayed, some got canceled. People were panicking. Others were in great rage. There was a group of passengers who rallied inside the waiting area from the gate. Some were crying, some were shouting their lungs out. Ranting to the fullest, until they reached the other side of the whole building. No wonder, the incident was televised. That batch of passengers were like hostages, left locked in the shuttle. They weren’t oriented that their flight was again delayed. They waited for 45 minutes without proper orientation. Kids were screaming, and quite suffocated. Grown-up were cussing and ranting their nerves out. I wasn’t able to fit my feet in their shoes, albeit we too suffered. I got nervous and I just prayed. There’s nothing I could do to deal that horrible situation but to be still. Send an emergency call to heaven for peace and comfort. “Oh wait, meekly wait, and murmur not!” Rent a Room to Rant Ok, I’m not an expert with this. I’ve learned my lesson in a hard way, long ago. Having an activist instinct, loquaciousness could let loose a manifold of rants for certain issues (especially political issues in the government and church). But I see to it, I am doing it the right way, I still choose the words to say or type at my social account. I don’t cuss. Albeit I want to awaken minds and spread awareness. But later on, I realized that no matter how well I thought I would do it, it’s still a rant. The Biblical principles emphasized in Philippians 4:8 and Proverbs 10:19 are still compromised. Btw, who can tame the tongue? (James 3:1-12) “In the multitude of words sin is not lacking, But he who restrains his lips is wise” ~ Proverbs 10:19 It’s tempting to RANT when you know personally, and you’re friends with the people involved in an issue. To rant and let the people know you are human, you are affected too could ease your sorrow; but the eruption of seemingly dormant volcano of emotion would surely leave a messy aftermath. You rather hold your peace through God’s grace. The social media is a multifaceted tool both to build and to tear down people. While it’s very effective to hasten the advancement of God’s cause, it could also be used by the devil to ruin lives, spread venomous issues which could engulfed a thick foliage through a fiery, wild fire. We all know that. But how do we deal with it? Moreover, the social media has been abused by many, using it as an open courtroom to throw quick judgement and condemnation at people they don’t even know personally or know not, even as an acquaintance. Before a due process, the ill verdict could be done ahead of it. You weren’t born yesterday not to get what I mean. Pray It Out Loud Ok, I’m not going to preach, promise! :) There’s no argument with the power of prayer. And it’s very comforting to know that when you pray, you aren’t misunderstood and being taken for granted by the ONE who is JUST to listen intently. He is RIGHTEOUS enough to discern the inner most thoughts and feelings you have. But you still need to let it be known to God. (Matt. 11:28-30) So if you’re ANGRY, shout it out loud — to God. Rant, if you want to break free from bottling up. Better go to your closet, or room to do it. At least you would have a privacy, and people won’t be able to make an issue out of it. Issue begets issue, if not handled well. If you don’t want to add complications to it, just be silent. There are times when SILENCE is GOLDEN. It’s healthy to loosen up your emotions, granted that it’s between you and God. Break down if need be. But stand up with Him who answers prayers. Pray for the issue, the people involved and pray for yourself how to let go and let God. “If you want to STAND like Jesus, You should KNEEL like Jesus.” ~ Kneeology, Aias C. Again, I would reiterate, I’m not expert on this. I also fall short of God’s glory. And yet, no matter how many times I stumble, I would rise again and again. But over the time, I learned to sulk in a healthy way and to savor serenity amidst chaos. Perfect peace comes from God. The Peacespeaker still speaks this time like the days of the disciples of old. All you have to do is to be STILL and KNOW that HE is GOD. In the stillness, His voice is heard the loudest. ~ Curly Bookworm © 2015 LAF
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Albeit, technically, we don't have this grand celebration here. Yet, feast of gratitude on empty table has been laid. Learning to count my blessings, is an art. Naming them one by one made me set-apart. For I considered challenges and trials cherry-on-top. Sometimes I'm tempted to murmur because of thorns. Soliloquy would persuade me not be of scorn. So, I'm inspired to focus on the roses which bloom. Evaluating before the year ends helped me redirected my goals, recheck my aspirations, and restore my fondest hopes with rainbow hues. Absence of the black color wouldn't enhance the beauty of a painting and a picture. Though some days were hovered with some thick clouds of despair, the Sun of Righteousness gives me greater reasons to beam beyond compare! I'm so thankful for the life endowed, loving family, friends, and newly discovered gems to cherish. Exceptional experiences, surprises (both gifts and disappointments), thrilling treats (getaways, trips, concert), milestones (challenging firsts), and a lot more! It was on a Friday, early this month, when I first beheld the beauty of these blossoms in Boracay. They hang in beauty and bliss. I've never been that blessed, as I reminisce my life which keep blooming...waiting, til the Tender Gardener comes in His season. Happy Thanksgiving! Sanctifying Sabbath! <3 #flashbackfriday #attitudeofgratitude #thanksgiving For the first time in forever, I conquered a cinema at The Fort. Not that I’m proud of it, but I considered it a milestone! Hehe! If it’s not for a treat and a bonding with celebrity friends, I might not have tried it. Many years ago, about two decades, a friend persuaded me to go against the tide of people, flowing outside the old cinema in our province. It so happened that her grandma was the cashier in charge of the ticketing. But since we’re wee girls, minors and innocent ones, we’re prohibited. We just sneaked in, like peeping Tom, excited and yet afraid to be caught. I almost fell on the stairs, it was freakin’ dark, since the movie just about to start. So, I freaked out and run out the seemingly cave with bats ready to hover over me. I never thought of going back. No! It’s not that traumatic. I’m not just comfortable, and not interested. After all, curiosity killed the cat. But cat has nine lives! Should I thank the person who promulgated this nonsense? LOL! That curiosity resurrected. Spoiler Alert in Moderation I was seated next to one of my favorite seasoned actresses. She’s a gifted one, and truly irksome villain in movies I used to watch during younger years. Who would have thought that time will come, we’ll watch a movie together with her son, a mestizo actor in ABS-CBN. Don’t ask me who are they, I think it isn’t necessary. Haha! Life is full of surprises indeed! Since she didn’t watch the first two Hunger Games movies, she can’t relate with the new sequel. So, she asked me once in a while, between munching dark chocolate. We’re both sweet tooth, so I enjoyed it and the popcorn, as well as briefing how Katniss Everdeen got into the cray cray popularity and victory. She’s so kikay, I wasn’t intimidated. And she’s absolutely nice and wonderful! Reverie by the River While the world got bewitched by Pacman’s match with Algiere in the boxing arena, I’ve got bewildered by Katniss’ in the movie arena. Gone were the seasons of fighting and surviving in arena in the first and second books of the Hunger Games Trilogy. The Mockingjay Part 1 has an exhilarating twist of the “Fire Princess” with her “Knight in Darkness”. I never meant to spoil the movie, but I can’t help myself from spilling the beans! Albeit, the Catching Fire is somehow my favorite. It was an intense fury from the Mockingjay, which made me realize how on fire her love for Peta and her district was. It was surprisingly mind boggling! The fact that it’s my first time in theatre, it’s beyond compare. Craving for solitude, I got hooked with the scene by the river. Melody of Mockery I didn’t get it. Yeah, seriously. The melody and the lyrics of Katniss’ song by the river was mysteriously sang. Got an LSS (last song syndrome) until now. So, with curiosity kindled, I checked it. “The Hanging Tree” is such a song of melancholy. Kinda suicidal song, but digging deep, it’s more of freedom song. It’s quite redundant; the bottom line, the melody would lull you to sleep. Haha! Today’s modern songs are almost shallow. I got easily irritated with nonsense music. More of the music nowadays are of mockery. Selfie syndrome is rampant in love songs. Insinuation on self-pity, hopelessness and selfishness would easily overpower confidence and self-worth. First Time in Forever The Mackingjay Part 1 with super suspense ending challenged me. The LSS lingers, and I realized how powerful, movie could be to instill thoughts, and subliminal messages. Philippians 4:8 is an appropriate admonition for this. That’s why Ellen White’s counsel re theaters and cinema should be considered. I don’t judge people who habitually watch, or even rarely watch in cinema either. People have different perspectives, different choices. My choice could be of unfavorable consequence, but I am not hypocrite enough not to tell that I enjoyed the moment. I’m grateful for my friend’s generosity. I considered it quality time spent, coz we discussed about the last days in a nutshell. Those celebrities are awesome people! I’m humbled and privileged to have spent precious time, exquisite moment – definitely first time in forever! To see their lives unfold behind the limelight and behind the camera isn’t something I would spill. I’m just too blessed to have met, have known personally, and have trusted. With or without part 2, I would remain grateful. Bouncing back to blogosphere isn't just exciting, it's also excruciating! Seeing my main blog, Curly Bookworm's last post was a blow! http://curlybookworm.wordpress.com/2014/04/03/charm-and-chivalry/ Four months have passed. I just can't believe it! I'd been productive in many ways, but blogging in my own blogs was set aside. It's now time to redeem those remarkable days. I'll jump start with a striking comic that made me smile. Hope it will make you smile and realize that having a heartbreak is not the end of the world. :) You just ought to be very careful the next time love knocks on your door. Be vulnerable, yet be brave. Trust the Author of Love to give you discernment and courage. Hold on to faith. There is still a Godly man out there who could love you unconditionally. Somebody who's set apart.
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