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Getting back on track.

Trekking

Trekking

I really want to pick things up, just to get going and start preparing for my future life, I feel like I’ve been too lenient with myself, and I’ve been careless, which made me lose precious opportunities, hopefully though I get myself going, activating the greatness that’s within me.

  1. Make a Direct Savings Account
  2. Blog frequently
  3. Find an online part-time job
  4. Be active in learning and being productive
  5. Start Now.
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Lifeventure: Rocked by Mom-a-Baby

I. Babyhood-in-da-hood

English: mom and baby

English: mom and baby (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

“You watch me, ok? keep me safe, mama’s going to sleep, just look at mama :D” That’s what my mom said she would always say to me as a baby.

     I was never the type of kid to cried a lot, or the type that shouts and be very talkative. In a Psychological perspective, I’d say it was mainly because I was a Cesarean baby, I was cut out from the tummy and I never really got that “first hug” from my mother’s vag. That’s what my course dictates, and so  I was a shy baby, and I’d just drink up my milk every time the bottle is filled.

“Oh! Empty again? that’s your third bottle, no more milk for you, I’ll put water instead” Every time she does that she says that I don’t really finish my bottle and I leave some left so I still have something to drink. Maybe it was because it was plain with no flavor, or maybe it was because I was smart 🙂 don’t agree? ok we’ll go with no flavor then, it’s your story after all LOL.

     My mom told me that whenever she was washing clothes she would put my crib near the door so I can still see her, and I would just stand inside my crib, be quite and just watch what she was doing. I like saying that I was never a rowdy baby, because children these days are so high maintenance, I’m not saying that high maintenance babies are no good, I’m simply saying that I was some sort of a unique baby in our neighborhood, so unique that in just 8 months old I was already walking.

tiyanak

“Ahhhh! a Tiyanak! Help! Help!” A stranger shouted in the night while seeing me walk on my 8 month old baby legs towards her, she had thought that I was a monster because of my unusually very small height. And when my mom told me this, I thought awesome! I’d achieved a “strong foundation”  since I was a baby (I’ve always though as the feet as a form of foundation because I like seeing tall people).

     I was never a sick baby also, unlike my older sister who was always rushed to the hospital because of something, me on the other hand I was as healthy as an ox. It’s just the environment that got to me. One time when my mom just got to our house (because she’s from Cavite and my father lives at Makati) it was very filthy, to the worst of the worst, and that made my precious baby skin irritated and with sores, it was disgusting (my mom described it in Tagalog and I could not dare tell the words in English). My mom had to rush me to the hospital to get me cleaned up. “What kind of house do you have? Are you spawning rats and cockroaches there?! Poor baby, look at him, clean that house up! Don’t let your baby suffer any further skin diseases.” That’s what the Lady Doctor told my mom and my mom was very angry at my grandparents because of that, some of that anger still lingers until today, I can see it in her eyes every time she would tell me that story.

     I was fat though, not like chubby fat but fat-fat. I was a bloated baby. If only I could find some pictures, but my cuteness level would have to be an 8 out of 10. Yeah, despite the poor situation of our house (which was cleaned after the incident) I was a bouncing baby boy with a bottle in both hands. I loved my milk, my mom says that whenever I would get my bottle to drink, I would smile first at her and then drink the bottle, how cool is that? 😀 I’d like my baby to do that to me, it made my mom warm and fuzzy on the inside.

     I cherish my babyhood, I was independent-adorable, I would be able to put the cap back on my bottle and I would just be smiling quietly and looking at people, I never demanded anyone to come carry me, I just stand quietly and be myself.

     I always wonder why I was like that, and I wish my kid would be the same as me, I’d like it to be that way. My cousin’s baby is a very noisy baby, it’s a healthy noise, I guess she might even grow up to be a singer someday. haha! But I’m a guitar-singer :P.

“we can never be too sure what a baby will become until that baby grows up :D”

Next  II. Childhood-and-some-more-food

Happiness Is… Teen Devotion

Happiness Is…

One is happy as a result of one’s own efforts, once one knows the necessary ingredients of happiness – simple tastes, a certain degree of courage, self-denial to a point, love of work, and above all, a clear conscience. Happiness is no vague dream, of that I now feel certain. – George Sand (1804 – 1876)

Are you happy? Are you sure? I’m pretty sure that most people want happiness, yet I’m also convinced that they are trying to gain it through all the wrong ways. It’s almost as if their lives are like a long drive trying to get to a certain destination, but they keep taking mistaken turns and eventually are lost in a myriad of dead end streets.

Do you think that God wants you to be happy? I’ve heard sermons from both sides- and I find it fascinating that those who think God is against happiness are generally pretty sour faced themselves. Conversely those who preach a gospel of giddy glee are usually livin’ la vida loca!

For me, I’d say yes and no. Yes God wants you to be happy, but not at the expense of being holy. Jesus actually gave us step by step instructions for inner joy- and the reason He took time to do that was because He really does care about the state of your personal being. He also delineates on delighting in life because He definitely wants you to watch out for the Devil‘s guidebook to happiness.

So let’s take a look at the blueprint of Jesus (Matthew 5:3-11) and the bull of the Devil (stuff I made up):

  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when you get your own way. With more of you there is less of that ridiculous God stuff.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you feel you’ve lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when you feel like you got everything you’ve ever wanted. Then you won’t have to be embraced by anyone.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are–no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.”
  • Satan: “You’ll never be happy unless you are just like the beautiful people on magazines and in movies. That’s the moment you’ll find that everyone is jealous of you.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you’ve worked up a good appetite for God. He’s food and drink in the best meal you’ll ever eat.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when you get away from the silly Sunday School talk. God is smoke and mirrors and His way is the worst way to live life.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you care. At the moment of being “careful,’ you find yourselves cared for.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when you only care about yourself. Those people out there don’t deserve your concern.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you get your inside world–your mind and heart–put right. Then you can see God in the outside world.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when you only concern is your outer world- looks, clothes, and toys.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when you can show people how to cooperate instead of compete or fight. That’s when you discover who you really are, and your place in God’s family.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when you get on the side of the powerful people in the world. That’s when you make friends whom you can use later on.”
  • Jesus: “You’re blessed when your commitment to God provokes persecution. The persecution drives you even deeper into God’s kingdom. “Not only that–count yourselves blessed every time people put you down or throw you out or speak lies about you to discredit me. What it means is that the truth is too close for comfort and they are uncomfortable.”
  • Satan: “You’re happy when your beliefs don’t offend anyone. Who are you to push your morality on anyone else? Stay happy by keeping everyone else happy.”

I think you see the difference…happiness is all in the eye of the beholder. Just keep in mind the Eye that beholds you is the only One who can see you through to true contentment.

Questions:

What or whom are you looking to for happiness?

Does Jesus or the Devil make more sense? Why?

Which of Jesus’ ideas are you willing to give a try?

via Happiness Is… Teen Devotion – Dare 2 Share Youth Ministry Resources.

God is my source of everything, the One who gives me not only Happiness but True Joy, that is everlasting :D God Bless you All

Tagalog Pick-up Line

Boy: Nasa b’yahe ka ba?

Girl: Bakit?

Boy: Nasalubong kasi nang puso mo’ng puso ko, dala niya pag-ibig ko, tanggap mo?

BOOM!”

It’s More Fun in the Philippines

Tagalog Pick-up Line 😀

Fictional Faction of Friction

The wonderful cliche of Living

  “You enjoy every moment, you look over her shoulder, and you don’t notice anyone at all, everything else is a blur, but when you get your attention back to her face you see everything, a future, a past and that beautiful present God‘s given you”

         To tell you all honestly, I just thought of that quote now, and I was just going to talk about how silly it was for a person to fall in love with a person. But as I read back to those words I type, I slowly become even more confused.

Let me just check myself for a moment, I’m alive and still living in a country where it’s more of a pop culture to be in a relationship. I guess there’s just a lot of bad examples, that’s why my mind (your heart is actually hardwired into your brain’s hypothalamus so I don’t want to say “my hear thinks” ’cause it doesn’t) is so caught up with worrying whether or not I’m going to go through with this feeling.

And also I’m somewhat paranoid about things, what my mom would say,

The best way, if it’s the only way 😀

what my sister would say, what my colleagues would say, but mostly what my mom would say, she’s too narrow minded to really support me in my relationships, heck, if she had it her way she would want me to grow up with no wife because she wants to get rich, it’s always about getting rich for her.

        But for me, God told me so, seek first the kingdom of God and everything shall be added unto you, so most of the time I really don’t worry, I only get shaken when my pessimistic mother gets in my head for a little while. And I’ve been a witness to a Christian relationship or rather two Christians being in a married life, I’ve seen bad examples also but at our church, man, does God know how to put up a love story.

God’ll catch you every-time 😀

Makes sense though He did create the perfect love story about his Son dying and everything, and I really aspire to that in a sense finding someone that God provided, I’m uncertain if it’ll be as easy as meeting a Christian girl and falling in love with her, or maybe God wants me to change people as He commanded “go and make disciples” and exactly the word “disciples” not “wife-fies”. My mind is not ready for this kind of commitment, as to what I’ve concluded, I couldn’t even make a lovey-dovey blog to what I’m thinking but still I thank God.

“I feel good, God’s making me Mr. Right, right enough to find a Mrs. Right, for us to be both right in God’s eyes.”

Camp Rock 2 – Introducing Me – Nick Jonas

camp rock 2 – introducing me – nick jonas full song and video – YouTube.

         This song reminds me, somewhat of Philippine Courtship. Of how on a rush teens seem to be when it comes to falling in love, some even go on saying “I’m easy to fall for someone”. Too easy if you ask me.

         I relish the fact that “you cannot give what you do not have” so I applaud people who actually do have “love” in their hearts and easily give it away. That’s what God did. Although at times I become skeptical when it comes to our current situation in our country about teen pregnancies and single mothers, oh sorry, single-daughter-mothers. It’s very saddening, parents raising up teens, then ending up having to raise up another child that came from their teens. What a shame. 

        I see it as a courtship problem, teens today always seem to be on a rush, unlike the old days. In the old days (as I’ve heard from my mother) they weren’t even allowed to wear such short clothes, but now, do girls even have clothes, honestly, have the threads we’ve been using all these years finally depleted? I know fashion is growing and yes I am not anti-progress but I see that the more the adults promote sex to sell things that ultimately it’s the teens that are going to suffer.

Well, I just know that through preaching and religious stuff (through God) it can be controlled, but the youth has to wake up on its own. In a capitalist world where grown-ups make the call and youth like Mark Zuckerberg gives the ideas, I could only wait to see what’s next, holding my philosophies in hand and at heart.

“I’m not waiting for Mrs. Right

All I need to do is to be Mr. Right.” 

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