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Winning Happiness, Health and Wealth with iWON


The paraphernalia signifying the Philippine flag beautifies SM Megamall where the iWON Mega Sizzle 2 and product launching took place last night. While heralding the Independence Day that would take place in less than two weeks, seeing the paraphernalia ignited an epiphany. The thrill almost swept me like the teasing tides of the scorching summer’s beach — oh how I long to be INDEPENDENT!

Who wouldn’t like FREEDOM from STRESS, HEALTH PROBLEMS, and FINANCIAL STRAINS?

While our country has been blessed by freedom from the tyranny of other governments who occupied the Philippines for hundreds of years, it’s ironic how worsening the cases of poverty, graft and corruption and economic crisis nowadays. They seem to shackle majority of the masses to greater poverty and endless stress! You’re lying if you tell me you aren’t affected.

Chasing Chances

Talk about multilevel marketing (MLM) or networking business, and I would give you cold shoulders. No matter how appealing and wonderful the products could be, you wouldn’t convince me. Believe me, I’ve been there for many years. Same old story.

I had my part for failing. Would you blame me being a victim of wrong companies and their wrong system?

BUT WAIT!

I’ve found out something new, very unique and set-apart company – a trustworthy one. It’s not the same as those who failed me before. You must have been also very tired of broken promises — ropes of sand. All you have to do is to set aside SKEPTICISM. Set aside your doubts and fears. Give iWON a chance to prove your dilemmas wrong. Give yourself another chance. These, I told myself.

Aside from knowing personally the President of the company, Ptr. Richard Tamayo, and the lifestyle coach behind PER.L.A., Dr. Blecenda “Blessy” Varona, I was astonished with the mission and vision of the company. iWON stands for Infinite Wellness Opportunity Network.

iWON missioniWON vision

Chances for Change

We’ve heard many times that “HEALTH is WEALTH”. Countless times I braced that maxim and did my best to change and improve my lifestyle. Our family had been though the most excruciating pain and financial strains due to health cases: three deaths in a row for three consecutive years! That should stop. God is gracious, and he allowed things to happen for a purpose.

I am persuaded with a belief that when health is secured, happiness and wealth just follow. I have something to do to CHANGE. It should start within. That’s the main reason I joined iWON! I’m grateful for this wonderful opportunity to change my life holistically, help my family and others’ lives as well — be a world changer: one sick and poor person at a time.

Lifestyle Coach Vender Saddul during an IBP at Silang, Cavite. “Never underestimate the power of one, with the Power of ONE.” photo credit: Hope Agudo

Jam-packed Mega Trade Hall during Mega Sizzle 2

Jam-packed SM Mega Trade Hall during Mega Sizzle 2. Exhilarating 1st wave of products launching. At iWON, we have a cure for the root of health problems: HEALTH EDUCATION and LIFESTYLE MEDICINE. photo credit: Hope Agudo

Meet PER.LA

Amid the hustle and bustle of life, stressful demands at work, can you still manage to have healthy lifestyle?
A phenomenal Per.L.A. (Personal Lifestyle Assistant) is a sure solution. It’s an amazing app that has been made out of the 27 years of experience of Dr. Blecenda Varona, a multi-awarded author, health educator and lifestyle coach.

Lifestyle medicine at the palm of your hands. We revolutionize lifestyle medicine to help you achieve a healthy body and an amazing lifestyle.

Lifestyle medicine at the palm of your hands.
We revolutionize lifestyle medicine to help you achieve a healthy body and an amazing lifestyle.

If you want to take the CHALLENGE of a HUGE CHANGE in your life: to acquire HAPPINESS, HOLISTIC HEALTH and WEALTH, and to be a world changer, check our website and contact us through these details:

Website: ICONIC CARE

Facebook: IWON Incorporated

Don't hesitate to contact US. Just inform you've got the info through this blog. :)

Don’t hesitate to contact US. Just inform you’ve got the info through this blog. 🙂

This event was a huge success! All Glory to God! Don’t miss the next mega sizzle! Keep posted! 🙂

© 2015 LAF

Note: Photos credit to iWON and iCONS. This blog has a copyright. The photos and articles should not be used, reproduced and manipulated by any means without a written request and consent from the author.

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Dual Citizenship


While many Filipinos would take all the chances to chase dual citizenship, many of them would shun by all means the looks of being senior citizen. For some Filipinos who are forever stuck in our country, they aren’t aware that they could also have dual citizenship when they turn 60 years old.

For men, there had been a famous maxim, “Life begins at forty”. If that’s literal, my late father had lived only 18 years. He’s still young if he’s still alive today. But he already rested in the Lord the other year, and he missed his dual citizenship today.

With nostalgia, I ran down memory lane and reminisce the wonderful moments with Papa Benny. His life has been full of lots of twists and turns as a growing teenager and more of those on his 20’s until he found and married Mama Linda. Life wasn’t a bed of roses, and yet, they had a fulfilling one that surpassed thorns and thistles.

I remember him cuddling us and laughing with us during family time. He’s a good storyteller. If you also find me as a good one, I got it from him (haha). Me and my siblings would memorize verses during family worship, and sing our hearts out. More children added to the family, and that meant more demands and needs, especially financially. He’s been a man of adventures, so from being a literature evangelist, he ventured out other trades and businesses, which demanded a lot of travel and sojourn to far and different places. Without his physical presence for many months, we’ve learned to be more independent and responsible children. My mom stood firm and fervent in faith, and strengthen the family, when the pillar isn’t there. My brother, at his young age helped out as well, and we’ve learned how to be more unified and dedicated to help each other til we grew, and until our parents grew old as well.

Throughout the most crucial years, with the most unfathomable crucibles we’ve encountered, God has been gracious and faithful to His promises. We’re indebted to God’s sustaining grace. We’re almost broken, but He put the shattered pieces together. We’re emotionally draining, but God’s love sustained and kept us holding on. We’re physically deteriorating, but God restored us, tho’ two among precious branches fell off, with half of the family tree trunk went six feet under already. The spiritual root, grounded in faith kept us standing still. The fiercest storm of life has passed by, we found shelter and peace in the bosom of the Loving Creator and Giver of Life.

On January 4th, our family reached another memorable milestone. My younger sister got married, and it could have been more meaningful and wonderful if three among our loved ones were still alive and have shared the joy of celebrating their marriage. I’m simply grateful for the new family that my sister Zola Fiorella got — Becbec family. I’m also proud of my wonder mom who’ve been strong and so loving. I remember our late father teasing Zola and I that we should be married soon and give them grandchildren. But he wasn’t able to witness her wedding. And even mine in the future, if that’s God’s will for me is.

Look alike but aren't twins. We've victimized a lot with confusion who's who, but that's never intentional. :) Stage sister ever for each other.

Look alike but aren’t twins. We’ve victimized a lot with confusion who’s who, but that’s never intentional. 🙂 Stage sister ever for each other.

To honor our late Papa Benny on his supposed-to-be 60th birthday today, I'm posting the highlight, our WonderWoman and SpiderMan.

To honor our late Papa Benny on his supposed-to-be 60th birthday today, I’m posting the highlight, our WonderWoman and SpiderMan.

"The sweetest type of heaven is a home where the Lord abides." ~ Ellen G. White

“The sweetest type of heaven is a home where the Lord abides.” ~ Ellen G. White

Starting 2015 with family togetherness and thanksgiving for blessings. :)

Starting 2015 with family togetherness and thanksgiving for blessings. 🙂

Celebrating life on 12-12-14, birthday of Franz. That's the same day of our late sister's death: 12-12-12. Life moves on.

Celebrating life on 12-12-14, birthday of Franz. That’s the same day of our late sister’s death: 12-12-12. Life moves on.

Family Day Out the day after ate Leah's cremation. Sort of celebrating despite the great loss.

Family Day Out the day after ate Leah’s cremation. Post b-day for JR three years ago (his b-day is on Dec.15th). Sort of celebrating despite the great loss.

As what I’ve heard and read again and again, you can never choose a family, or parents, but you can choose to accept them and love them unconditionally. God has a purpose for allowing things to happen. My birthday tribute for Papa last year was entitled,

PAIN: A Blessing Not Everyone Appreciates (click the title or the link below to read)

https://curlybookworm.wordpress.com/2014/03/26/pain-a-blessing-not-everyone-appreciates/

Our father has been gone for almost two years now, but his loving memory and special place in our hearts would remain. He might not enjoy the privileges of being a senior citizen starting today, but the citizenship in heaven in God’s appointed time is the best security he could have, and our family could have. I long for the great resurrection morning when I shall see and hug him again.

But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.” Philippians 3:20-21, NIV

© 2015 LAF

Note: Photos credit to Rockin’ Photographers www.rockinphotographers.com and Franz Fronda. This blog has a copyright . The photos and articles should not be used, reproduced and manipulated by any means without a written request and consent from the author.

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Off the Shelf


Off the Shelf

“Take a look at your bookcase. If you had enough free time, which book would be the first one you’d like to reread? Why?”

***

Well, though I’m in a hurry this time to post my daily musing, I’ll take time to answer this question from the daily post.

I have enormous books in the shelf which I wanna reread! Mitch Albom’s books are on the top list.

  • The First Phone Call from Heaven
  • Tuesdays with Morrie
  • For One More Day
  • The Five People You Meet in Heaven (I don’t have my copy, from a friend’s shelf)

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“Helping the Yolanda victims is answering a phone call from heaven.” ~ Mitch Albom

Caught in the Act, taken at the Toastbox in Solenad 2, Nuvali just last week. Rereading, actually :)

Caught in the Act, taken at the Toastbox in Solenad 2, Nuvali just last week. Rereading, actually 🙂

Obviously, Mitch Albom’s recent book has been my top favorite among his master pieces! I also love Tuesdays with Morrie big time! There’s a greater reason behind why I love it the most, not to mention, it’s simply profound!

Love at first sight, to exaggerate!

Love at first sight, to exaggerate!

Mitch Albom visited our country, not only to give huge amount of money for the Yolanda victims through National Bookstore Foundation and Yellow Boat of Hope Foundation, but also to promote his new book earlier this year. I have a lot of friends in YBH, including the co-founder, Dr. Anton Lim. So, I was more than grateful for his generosity and support to our kababayans — emitting compassion is his own unique way.

So when I visited National Bookstore on April 18, 2014, my heart skipped a beat. I actually posted the photo in my Facebook timeline with a caption:I left my heart at the bookstore. Will return to take it back.” But I wasn’t able to return to buy due to busyness and yeah, I was broke!

Gratefully, I didn’t! 12 days after, I received a copy of my own, sent thru a courier, LBC! Surprise of all surprises!

Ms Apple

Beware of what you wish for!

DAY 59 (100 Happy Days entry, April 30th)

Best Surprise ever!

“Be aware & beware of what you wish for.” ~Curly Bookworm

Seemed it’s Christmas or my birthday!

I received a package from Ms. Apple, just to find out that she saw my post re Mitch Albom’s latest book many days ago. There’s no occasion, and that made it more amazing!

“Helping Yolanda victims is like answering a phone call from heaven”. ~ Albom

Ms. Apple is indeed gifted with generosity & thoughtfulness. Through #amBAG campaign, we were able to get connected and built friendship! I’m so blessed sharing the joy of helping others with her. And our talk over the phone was also surprising!

Ms. Apple, thanks a lot once again for the precious time, 1:01:04! Never thought we already consumed more than an hour! Humbling experience it was!

God bless your heart more!

P.S.
Thanks for the special delivery of my heart which I left in the bookstore, through this book!

***

I’m humbled, blessed and really felt special coz Ms. Apple and I haven’t met personally, and yet with our communications, it seemed we’ve known each other for a long time!

Her response: I am honored to fulfill one of your wishes, it may not be an expensive one, but knowing that it made you happy, it has made me happier. May you continue to inspire your readers as you have inspired me. May God continuously bless you and your family, so you can continuously bless others too…hugs and kisses.”

Special Place in My Heart

Two things usually happen to my favorite books; either I’ll read it hastily and wouldn’t stop until I finish it, or read it slowly, as if thoroughly masticating a sumptuous meal. I did the same thing to Mitch Albom’s books. Yet, The Phone Call from Heaven has a significant meaning, since I lost loved ones. Though I have a different view/belief on the state of the dead, I somehow appreciate this kind of literature!

DAY 61 (100 Happy Days entry, May 2nd)

The most inspiring remembrance my late ate Leah left, her hand-made, pressed flowers bookmark done 12 years ago.

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me". ~ Philippians 4:13

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me”. ~ Philippians 4:13

My sole companion at the NAIA International Airport, Philippine Airlines, bound to Laguindingan Airport, on May 16th. I realized that I wore the same dress then in my recent photos taken at Toast Box! :)

My sole companion at the NAIA International Airport, Philippine Airlines, bound to Laguindingan Airport, on May 16th. I realized that I wore the same dress then in my recent photos taken at Toast Box! The best way to kill time is reading a fabulous book! 🙂

More of my favorite books which I hope to reread. So inspiring and very moving!

More of my favorite books which I hope to reread. So inspiring and very moving!

One at a Time

I love to juggle work, and I apply the same multitasking in reading books. I sometimes read three books simultaneously in a week. One in the morning, another one during vacant periods, and the last one at night, without messing up with info and details. I love doing that! But it’s still best to read and enjoy a book, one at a time.

As much as I love to share what I’ve read, and discuss what I love about the dozens of books I actually wanna reread, let me invite you to subscribe, or follow my blog so you can be updated. This main blog is actually intended for book reviews, musings and articles about books and my bookworm adventures. I will restart writing reviews in my website, under renovation: lailaniefronda.weebly.com

Keep posted! Please feel free to suggest books that meant a lot to you, books that are exceptionally invigorating. Feel free to share this blog post to your friends too! 🙂

"Life has to end," she said. "Love doesn't."

“Life has to end,” she said. “Love doesn’t.”

© 2014 LAF

Note: Photos credit to Apple M. (photos at Toastbox) and Shielah Fern M. (photo at the bottom).  The rest are taken by the author. This blog has a copyright . The photos and article should not be used, reproduced and manipulated by any means without a written request and consent from the author.

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PAIN: A Blessing Not Everyone Appreciates


“God wants us to choose to love Him freely, even when that choice involves pain, because we are committed to Him, not to our own good feelings and rewards…Job did not seek the Giver because of His gifts; when all gifts were removed He still sought the Giver.”
~Philip Yancey, Where is God When it Hurts?

Today’s supposed to be Papa Benny’s 59th birthday. He peacefully slept in the Lord without bidding goodbye, in the loving arms of his Beloved, my Mama Belinda. He passed away 2 months and 25 days ago, to be exact.

Remembering my friend’s statement after his burial, “I thought you’ll sulk, …good thing you don’t. Take time to grieve for your sudden loss, you’ve been through a lot!”

Healing Amid Hurting

The dawn of December 1, 2013 was still vivid! The night of  November 31st was full of fun and laughter since we’ve been visited by family friends and lingered until almost midnight. Only to be awakened by a call that chilled my spine and gave me a shock. “Ate, wala na si Papa…”, my brother Franz tearfully uttered.

That devastating news was another nightmare, it petrified me. It didn’t sink in, until I received a call from our family friend neighbor who assisted my mother in our province. If only I could fly and attend to my mother’s dire need of our presence. But how can I? when I felt so helpless, as if my wings were utterly broken. I was torn. Then after several minutes, I was able to bitterly cry.

During the five-day wake, I never cried. Even during the internment, I didn’t shed a tear. The excruciating pain almost benumbed me. Maybe because I’ve been through major heartaches with the quick successions of death of my younger brother BJ (March 2011), and eldest sister Leah (12.12.12), and then my father’s.

I never forced myself to cry, though I was greatly hurt within. Now that the grievances resurfaced, I could cry and I’m grateful for the gift of pain and tears.

“Our sufferings are not for nothing.
NEVER…
The trial of faith is a thing worth much more than gold.”
~Elisabeth Elliot

Family Day Out the day after ate Leah's cremation. (Dec. 12th her death was Franz's birthday, Dec. 15th was JR's birthday). Sort of celebrating despite the great loss.

Family Day Out on Dec. 17th, the day after ate Leah’s cremation. (Dec. 12th her death was Franz’s birthday, Dec. 15th was JR’s birthday). Sort of celebrating despite the great loss.

 

Legacy of Love Lives On

During his last week at the church, he had a special funeral service at our home church, Pinamalayan SDA Church where he also served. I was spontaneous in updating my Facebook timeline for the sake of friends and relatives who weren’t able to come to our province. I thought of blogging about it, but soon lingered.

tough guy at tough times, he's got a tough FAITH!

tough guy at tough times, he’s got a tough FAITH!

Here’s the caption of this old photo which I made my DP (display photo).

I bid my first love, my father, good bye.

He’s the man who introduced me to the Redeemer, Restorer, and Returning King; one who reminded me to make Him the first and last, and best in everything.

The fight of faith of this brave and brilliant man might have come to its end, but its legacy would last in my heart until we meet again on that grand & glorious day.

I would surely miss his baritone voice, his mega-watt smile, his warm embrace, his corny yet entertaining jokes, his intuitive advises, his never-ending tales, and his high hopes for our future.

I can’t thank God’s unconditional love that was channeled through him.

At a very young age of 8, he was an orphan. Lola Indalecia died after giving birth to their youngest sibling who died right after too! At 21, Lolo Blas died too, leaving him with all the responsibilities as the first-born, a quasi- mom and dad to his brother Wency and sister Ercie.

At early 20’s he received his black belt in martial arts, Judo Karate. He won tournaments and even survived fights, defending others and himself.

But when he got to know Jesus as his personal Redeemer and Defender, his outlook in life drastically changed.

Down memory lane, I saw myself begging him to train me (Judo Karate) for self defense. He never did, he even discouraged us to learn. He taught us to have full trust in God instead; advised us never to repay evil for evil, for “vengeance is mine, says the Lord” (favorite verse). For him, that’s the true measure of a man.

He’s a faithful husband to mama, and a friend to us. Despite some flaws and shortcomings as a hubby and a father, he’s still the BEST for us.

Til then Papa Benifredo Geronimo Fronda, Sr.
March 26, 1955 – December 1, 2013

*This photo was taken on December 9, 1978. (He’s 23 yrs.old)

She's an epitome of love, faith, patience & prudence. She's my unsung heroine and wingless angel. She brought me in her womb for 9 months and took care of me since then. Without her, I won't be here. I'm more than blessed having mama Belinda.

She’s an epitome of love, faith, patience & prudence. She’s my unsung heroine and wingless angel. She brought me in her womb for 9 months and took care of me since then.
Without her, I won’t be here. I’m more than blessed having mama Belinda.

Bravery During Bereavement & Beyond
Here’s my musing on the day Papa’s death sank in (Dec.1):
On November 15th, my beloved parents celebrated their 32nd wedding anniversary with us beyond the distance.

On Nov. 21st, we celebrated again for mama’s birthday; and on 23rd, for Zola’s birthday.

This month was full of mirth and memories, not knowing that December would come with another cry-clad crucible for our family.

We’re never aware that it would be the last November with Papa.

With all the terrifying trials we’ve met, I’ve learned and unlearned a lot of things in the vicissitudes of life.


With my parents’ inspiration, especially Papa’s, I’ve scrutinized life and learned to focus on a query “how will I maximize the abundant grace provided?”, rather than wallow, asking “how come Lord?, why?”.

I may never fully grasp God’s purpose, yet I’m hopeful of that glorious day I would be able to sit at Jesus’ feet and find the right answers to my wondering.

 Christmas Selfie with photobomber sweetums! Who would have thought that this pic was taken 24 days after my father's death? We have a gracious God, our true source of happiness. *Dec. 25th


Christmas Selfie with photobomber sweetums, Who would have thought that this pic was taken 24 days after my father’s death?
We have a gracious God, our true source of happiness. *Dec. 25th

Miracle, Mirth and Misery

During my recent vacation at home last Oct. 28 – Nov. 10, I’ve witnessed how papa struggled with difficulty of breathing. Almost everyday, he’s got asthma attack; oftentimes, mild, sometimes, severe.

Aside from natural means to help him ease the pain & hardship, he’s been dependent with the use of nebulizer.

I had my worst dilemma when super typhoon Yolanda struck our province, Oriental Mindoro @ signal #4. We’ve got block-out, and we’d been praying for him to be spared of possible severe attack. He had on that Friday night, but God intervened. He wasn’t brought to the hospital.

For him, being confined in the hospital was a nightmare. He told me he doesn’t want if ever he gets really worse.

Actually, he had the worst attack on May this year, and was brought at the ER with only a lil’ chance of survival. He almost died, but praise God he was revived! He no longer has BP and very low respiratory rate, he’s already turned blue-black. Grateful, my bro. Ifo was there to rush him to the nearby hospital.

We’re so shocked that after 6 months of survival (with another confinement on July), he would give up the fight. He told mama that he’s so tired already on the wee hour of December 1. He had a severe attack and when my mother told him he should be brought to the hospital, he told her, “wag mo na ako dalhin, bukas na lang, pagod na ako, yapusin mo na lang ako at haplusan” (don’t bring me there, let’s go there for check-up tomorrow, I’m tired already. Just hug me and apply vapor rub at my back).

My mother developed calmness and constant reliance upon God since my younger brother died in her arms on March 31, 2011 (sudden death due to typhoid encephalitis), few days after Papa’s birthday on March 26th.

So my mama just did what he requested, few moments later, he’s lifeless. However heart-breaking the scenario was, mama said, papa was peaceful as if he’s just deeply sleeping. He was declared expired soon after, due to chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), he didn’t have any vice, but during earlier years, he was exposed to many strong chemicals due to work and our own Nata de Coco business (we used strong chemical which is harmful to health, esp. to the lungs), air pollution in the city where he stayed for many years, etc.

He died at mama’s loving arms. I admire our wonder woman more! God is indeed merciful.

Too ironic, mama and some brethren told me, he was at the wake in our neighborhood and was so lively, cracking jokes to the bereaved family friends earlier that night. Not knowing that it’s the last time he’ll laugh and would be emotionally stressed.

Even us, with my friends who visited at home in Cavite, we were laughing a lot as we bonded that Sat. night, only to receive the horrible news few hours after.

Life is fragile and temporary indeed! Our only surety is God’s will and the Blessed Hope.

 

Hearing My Last Sermon

During my vacation before his death, I was requested to speak in our church on November 1, 2013, focusing on the State of the Dead. I shared our family crucibles, the terror and trauma of death among family members and how we had “Healing Amid Hurting”.
Who would have thought that after exactly one month, December 1, Papa would be in the state of the dead! My mom even sang before I spoke! She sang “Keep Looking Up”. My parents used to sing duet when we were at an early age, and I found them very lovely singing together.
Here’s the second stanza and chorus of the song my mom sang:
So when your faith is sorely tried
And earnest pray’rs have been denied
Whene’er you need a faithful guide
There’s just one thing to do.

Keep looking up, Thy God is still the same today
Keep looking up He will not fail thee
Come what may, keep looking up
The darkest night will roll away
So do not doubt, but keep on looking up.

I actually made a blog in Tumblr, dedicated to my mom’s exquisite faith and bravery. The first entry, “Looking Down is Never an Option” is all about her and Papa’s sudden death. Here’s the link:
http://curlywittywordsmith.tumblr.com/post/70765941446/looking-down-isnt-an-option
Just keep on looking up. There is where God paints a rainbow after the rain!

Just keep on looking up. There is where God paints a rainbow after the rain!

The Last Song
For many people, both related by blood and not, they considered me a very strong person. “I can’t imagine myself if I were on your shoes Lanie, you’re so strong! I admire you! God is with you!” utterance of the former principal of AUP Academy told me. Aside from a strong and supportive family, we’re blessed with awesome family friends and prayer warriors!
Here’s my simple secret:
With Christ, I’M POSSIBLE!
Without Him, IMPOSSIBLE!
Here’s my post on Dec. 6, after the internment of my father.
Since last night during tribute until necrological service this morning, I talked much. I have no choice, since I’d love to and I am expected too! Sharing papa’s epic conversion story was a delight!
But to sing those three songs were offerings of a broken, yet grateful heart.I never thought it would be that rewarding to serve my family, relatives & brethren through music ministry. Coz to sing to my own papa’s funeral was a big, different story. Gone were the days when I rendered songs to other people’s funeral services, and to my sibling’s too. It’s just so special.After all, speaking and singing are the most obvious talents I’ve got from my father, according to my mother and other people.
Here’s the last song I rendered during the necrological service.  (please click the link, This Day if you want to watch the video)
Friendship Lives Beyond the Grave
Papa’s misconstrued as a politician in our place, he’s been known throughout our province having myriad of friends throughout the country and abroad. But he’s just a simple person, rich with friendships. Sometimes I feel uncomfortable and annoyed having many visitors coming almost everyday at home.
On his last night of wake, the number of friends who gave testimonials surpassed the number of family members and relatives who did.
Best Friends Beyond the Grave

Best Friends Beyond the Grave

During the first night, his best friend who came from the U.S., delivered the message. It was a blessing  because we longed to share to our relatives our faith and the HOPE of Jesus’ soon coming. Though it wasn’t a good reunion to gather with, all things work together for good! (Romans 8:28).

“Mahal ko po ang taong ito, sya ay isang tapat at tunay na kaibigan.
Mapagbigay, matulungin, (Para sa kanya, ibibigay pa sa iba),
masayahin…Nanghihinayang po ako!
Pero ito ay niloob ng Diyos na may kadahilanan…”

Tito Jerson Camposano highly regarded papa not because he’s his best friend since early 90’s, but because they’ve understood, accepting each others’ flaws & shortcomings; and help build each others’ faith. A true unconditional friendship indeed!


They’ve been brother-like buddies since he was assigned as our district pastor in early 90’s, according to him. He delivered the message on the state of the dead and the end-times, emphasizing the Blessed Hope of Jesus’ soon return.

I’m super grateful! It seemed a family reunion with a crusade. Most of our relatives aren’t SDAs yet. Our deepest desire is to reach out to them and uphold Jesus, our Wounded Healer.

Thank You Jesus isn't enough. Because You live, we can face tomorrow although we no longer have Papa Benny. You renewed that blessed Hope again and again. *Ate Leah's urn was finally buried with Papa's remains. Six days before ate's death anniversary.

Thank You Jesus isn’t enough.
Because You live, we can face tomorrow although we no longer have Papa Benny. You renewed that blessed Hope again and again.
*Ate Leah’s urn was finally buried with Papa’s remains.
Six days before ate’s death anniversary.

Our loved ones, Papa, ate Leah and BJ (Ben Jathniel), left our presence, but never our hearts. They've gone asleep in the Lord and we long for that blessed resurrection morn. We simply miss them. Yet that doesn't lessen our reason to celebrate God's greatness!

Our loved ones, Papa, ate Leah and BJ, left our presence, but never our hearts.
They’ve gone asleep in the Lord and we long for that blessed resurrection morn.
We simply miss them. Yet that doesn’t lessen our reason to celebrate God’s greatness!

“The very trials that test our faith most severely and make it seem that God has forsaken us, are designed to lead us nearer to Christ, that we may lay all our burdens at his feet, and receive the peace he will give us in exchange.
When you surrender yourself entirely to God, you fall all broken upon Jesus, you will be rewarded by a victory, the joy of which you have never realized.

As you review the past with a clear vision, you will see that at the very time when life seemed to you only a perplexity and a burden Jesus Himself was near you, seeking to lead you into the light.

Your Father was by your side, bending over you with unutterable love, afflicting you for your good, as the Refiner purifies the precious ore.”
~EGW, Gospel Workers p.372-373

 

“The TRIUMPH of Christian FAITH is
to SUFFER, and be STRONG;
to SUBMIT, and thus CONQUER;
to BE KILLED all day long, and yet to LIVE;
to BEAR the CROSS, and thus WIN the CROWN of IMMORTAL GLORY.”
~EGW, Sketches from the Life of Paul, p. 300

“Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him. Even so, I will defend my own ways before Him.” Job 13:15  *with Lolo Urbano Castillo, an evangelist whom God used to channel bring Papa in the faith and helped build our home church, Pinamalayan SDA Church taken in early 90's. I'll post his conversion story later on.

“Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him. Even so, I will defend my own ways before Him.” Job 13:15
*with Lolo Urbano Castillo, an evangelist whom God used to channel bring Papa in the faith and helped build our home church, Pinamalayan SDA Church taken in early 90’s. I’ll post his conversion story later on.

 

My father’s epitaph:

Benifredo G. Fronda, Sr.

March 26, 1955 – Dec. 1, 2013

“For to me, to live is Christ 
and to die is gain.” Philippians 1:21

This is a blog tribute for my father. I longed to blog about him, but today is the right time. I pray that as you read this affirmation of God’s faithfulness in our family’s life, may you be strengthened in whatever storms you’re going through.

And if you’re plagued with pain, remember, the Wounded Healer is ever near!

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Affirmation of God’s Faithfulness


This morning, upon reading a Facebook message from Dr. Lalaine Alfanoso, I wasn’t able to hold my tears. With mixed emotions, I praised God for both good news and sad news. I cried because I was so blessed and touched of how God works in mysterious ways.

This experience is nostalgic, I reminisce the times my family and I were in the same predicament, a life and death situation of my late ate Leah. I remembered how brethren from far and near, friends and family, and even strangers were able to unite to support not only through fervent prayers and encouragements, but in various ways (especially financial support).

This post is another way of helping Ma’am Lalaine in her endeavors to help her dear friend. She’s always there encouraging, and her trust with my love for service made me more inspired to do what I can to help others. Prior to her invitation, I was with her and the rest of medical missionaries and medical professionals at the Heritage Center, 28th Floor, Raffles Tower at Ortigas, Pasig City. It’s a Health Professionals Sabbath Convocation dubbed as “Called and Revived for Mission: Medical Missionary Work”. This event was organized by the Health Ministries Department of North Philippine Union Conference where Dr. Lalaine Alfanoso serves as the Health Ministries Director.

Called and revived Medical Missionaries for the Master Physician

Called and revived Medical Missionaries for the Master Physician (some attendees left earlier, photo credit: Dr. Lalaine Alfanoso)

It was an inspiring fellowship attended by health professionals and graced by the topnotch SDAs of the recent PLE and other top notchers in the earlier years — MedTech Exam, NLE. Inspiring testimonies were given too! It’s a musical Sabbath as well, I am humbled and blessed to have given a part to render “I will Stand as a Witness of Christ”, with Weanne Myrrh Estrada (Top 1 of NLE 2010) in keyboard accompaniment. *I have a blog entry for this convocation. Keep posted!

Wordsmith with a Mission

Aside from being in a family crucible who dealt with three severe health cases with three family members (younger brother, eldest sister and father), and three successive deaths in three consecutive years (March 2011, December 2012, December 2013), I also experienced being a medical missionary in the field in my late teens and early 20s. With this, I am grateful of the Wounded Healer’s ministry channeled in amazing ways. Involving in this endeavor is a way to pay it forward to others in need.

Last night, around past 10:00 PM, I was in a hurry finishing some blogs. But when Ma’am Lalaine sent me a message, I paid attention with an impression that my help is needed. She requested me to write a letter of request for a helicopter, while she deals with other arrangements and other concerns related to Ma’am Gladdens Zamora Azuprado’s critical medical condition.

I was quite shocked and I pity the patient for the unimaginable condition she is going through. I requested Ma’am Lalaine to pray for me, because I don’t know what to say, she gave me the details. With prayerful thoughts, this letter was done in a few minutes. I felt the urgency due to the emergency. To God be the glory for the thoughts impressed!

Please read the letter’s content to know the case of the patient. They need more support, especially in prayers.

May heaven’s riches blessings pour upon you and abound!

We beseech your good office to allow us to use one of your helicopters to transport a very critical patient. Gladdens Zamora Azuprado, the 40-year old patient, is a high school teacher on health subject at Naga View Adventist College. She suffered from a severe headache and profuse vomiting early Monday morning. She was rushed to Naga City Doctors Hospital.

The doctors discovered that one of her blood vessels ruptured in the brain, but they can’t locate where particularly the hemorrhage occurred. With this, the blood spread all over her brain which causes excruciating pain. This life-threatening condition prompted the doctors to do the medical procedures needed, but their facilities are not sufficient. The doctors mandated an urgent transfer to Manila, where state-of-the-art hospitals and medical centers could facilitate the dire need of the patient.

However, her critical case doesn’t allow her to be transported by land. She will have a hard time dealing with long and rough travel. She can’t be transferred via commercial plane either, because the abrupt flight and pressure on air might cause further rupture of her brain vessels. On the other hand, with a helicopter, her transfer would be well managed and would be less hazardous.

We hope and pray that you’ll give an attention to this request. Your kind consideration for the critical patient’s case is much appreciated! We look forward to receiving your apt response.

Alfanoso family, working closely in the furtherance of God's work.

Alfanoso family, working closely in the furtherance of God’s work.

Wonderful Wounded Healer

According to Ma’am Lalaine, she sent the letter right away to the respective personnel that gave a positive response to help. Her update this morning made me cry with gratitude, although I am sad at the same time, knowing that the patient’s case got more severe.

Because of your letter, we were able to facilitate two choppers to airlift the patient. The Philippine Air Force, the Philippine Navy in Sangley Point. Ang problem ngayon hindi pwede e-airlift ang patient kasi very critical kaya stand by ngayon ang mga choppers–isn’t God amazing? It’s a mission impossible but you know what, I never doubted God.

My son thought that I was just joking that I need a helicopter last night. He showed me his toy chopper (big one for big boys), sabi ko hindi yan anak, tunay na helicopter that will transport your ate Gladz.

Sabi ng son ko, that’s a mission impossible mommy. Pero after the hardwork, and people working together to request for a helicopter, the lord provided us! Not only ONE helicopter, but TWO! WOW! I cannot contain my happiness for the answered prayer. I just would like to share to you my happiness.

Thanks so much po sa help. I also had an experience with my mom when she was hospitalized. Then, ang dami rin tao naghelp and it’s overwhelming. Kaya nga po parang pay it forward and nangyari.

Sabi nga po ng husband ko, gusto na niya mag give up pero kapag nakikita niya ang mga tao sa palibot niya, at kahit na yung hindi niya kilala gumagawa para matulungan sila, that keeps him going.

I’m glad about the answered prayer! Very unsuspecting…unassuming…nakaka suspense!

I don’t know how to react, but PRAISE the LORD! I am nothing, but I am grateful! I never knew that even a very simple way of responding to a call to help would be a means of hastening the process, and God blessed and answered our prayers! Isn’t our Wounded Healer wonderful?

The patient, Ma'am Gladdens Zamora Azuprado with her loving family, Jun (Abraham), her hubby and son.

The patient, Ma’am Gladdens Zamora Azuprado with her loving family, Jun (Abraham), her hubby and son.

His Helping Hands

On behalf of the family and support group of Ma’am Gladdens,  Dr. Lalaine Alfanoso acknowledges her heartfelt gratitude to the following persons who kindheartedly extended help

  • Promise Joy De Castro
  • Rose Olarte Orbita
  • Rico Ricamata
  • The pilot in Sangley Point (I will withhold his name upon request)
  • The Headquarters of the Philippine Navy
  • Philippine Air Force (National) and Region V
  • My top 1, Daniel Alfanoso III (Dr. Lalaine’s hubby)
  • the people who fervently pray and encourage
As of this morning, the patient’s airlift transfer was suspended due to her worsened situation. She’s more critical and the doctors advised her to stay.
She will undergo CT Angiogram today.
Kindly keep her and her medical support group in your prayers. I initiated to blog this in support of Ma’am Gladdens. I may not fully understand how horrible her condition is, and how her family and friends are going through, but I empathize because I’d been in a similar situation before. May this inspire the family more. Kindly hold on to your faith. Jesus is ever near. Remember,  someone praying for you!
Nothing amazes me more than seeing a miracle happen. A miracle is simply an affirmation of God’s faithfulness!
Blog post about my sister Leah

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When the Feeling is Mutual


He was smiling at me as I approached him. I smiled back.

“Hi! …can I have your papa’s number? I called him several times, he’s not answering!”

I was petrified.

“Did he change his number?”

My heart sank.

And before responding, I took a deep breath.

“You didn’t know? How come? I requested someone to tell you; I lost your number in my other phone…. He died more than two months ago, on December 1.”

His eyes turned a bit reddish, tears were about to flow. He looked straight to my eyes with a lot of queries that surely I wouldn’t know the answer.

“How come? I used to see that person, he never told me so…. I’m so sorry for that, for the loss…. I was even telling my friend that we’ll talk once he visits. I wondered why I never heard from him. I was hoping to see you, but… good to see you today. Again, I’m sorry.”

I bid goodbye with a faint smile. If I stayed longer, maybe I wouldn’t able to stand the situation. I left without looking back.

“She’s my relative. Her mom is my cousin. I am so sorry to know he passed away, such a good man!”

I was brisk walking, but his voice was clear, so audible that I was able to hear his utterances.

This is one of the rare moments I could say that the feeling was mutual – he was shocked; and so do I.

More than Mere Shocked!

I wasn’t able to recover yet from a morning shock, and there I met someone who shocked me along the way to AUP campus.

It was noonday. Today’s sun was smiling, but I suddenly felt the jolt deep in my heart. I felt the sun frowned.

I was afraid of my first reaction when I heard my mama over the phone relating what happened to my first cousin, Mariz. I was afraid that I didn’t cry, screamed or had any hysterical reaction, which I normally had when my siblings and father died. I just didn’t know what to say, what to feel. I was overwhelmed!

So I read again my mama’s text message last night about my cousin being rushed to the hospital. It wasn’t sinking in. It’s so shocking to hear that Mariz died last night. I never thought she was that worse.

I knew how it felt to lose a sister, my deep sympathy goes to Macmac & Emar, my two other cousins.

I knew how it felt to lose a father, they‘ve lost theirs even before I felt the fear of losing my own.

But I would never know how it felt to lose a daughter, until I’ll have and lose mine in the future. It’s just unfathomable! My deepest sympathy goes to my aunt who lost a husband; and recently, a daughter.

Until now, I haven’t called her contrary to what I planned. I didn’t send her a text message yet. I just don’t know what to say. Yet, God knows that unutterable agony and love I have for Tita Ercie, my cousins and her own family. I have this fear of hearing her two children crying over the phone. She’s so young to die! I’ve been braver after losing my own loved ones, but this is just set-apart.

More than two months ago, Tita Ercie lost a loving brother. She’s the only sister my father had. She has a heart problem, and I am hardly praying that she’ll bear all the pain. No one understands like Jesus, and that’s the most that I can do is to pray for her. Pray harder. Pray and pray.

I still haven’t regained my voice, still hard to speak; but I will call her. Maybe, I will just listen to her, and finally cry with her (crying isn’t planned after all, but it’s a gift of relief).

I will call her when I am ready.

She wasn’t even ready when that unexpected crucible happened.

This is one of the rare moments I could say that the feeling is mutual – she wasn’t ready; and so do I.

Hoping to see her in the morning, when the lily wouldn't fade anymore.

Hoping to see her in the morning, when the lily wouldn’t fade anymore.

When emptiness creeps in again. Photo credit: Cheri Lucas Rowlands

When emptiness creeps in again.
Photo credit: Cheri Lucas Rowlands

 

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Cuddly Cutie Creature Called Charx


With much anticipation, I held back my exaggerated excitement as I let my brother uncover what he’s cuddling.

It was just last week, January 5, when our new bundle of joy arrived. The sunshine that Sunday morning was warmer and brighter. My brother, JR, fetched him at Tagaytay, from the poster uncle of our dear Charky. We called him Charx since he looks almost like his dad.

I find him soooo cutieee though he’s got a lot of cooties. YAY! He also suffers from skin problem due to his fleas, and yet I touched his head and gazed at him with wonder! CHARKY’s FINALLY BACK! yeah, through his baby, Charx!

close-up, Charx's camera shy haha!

close-up, Charx’s camera shy haha!

sleeping baby doggie

sleeping baby doggie

away in the dog dream land

away in the doggie dream land

hanging lil' head

hangin’ lil’ head

inat din

space saver 🙂

touching the wall

paw show-off, touching the wall

sweet slumber :)

sweet slumber 🙂

His Separation Anxiety, My Sulking Syndrome

One week swiftly flew, which swept me off my feet. He’s grown a bit. The past week was kinda crazy! As I heard the horrible news of subtly slaughtering of innocent dogs and puppies at AUP campus, I gazed at him with much pity. What if it happened to him? I even crazily joked to my sister Zola, “if sya nalason, matutupad yung literal na drop dead gorgeous, huhu…”, I might have fainted. I remember Charky, his dad whom I used to walk with, run with and have devotional with at AUP campus years about three years ago.

It was nostalgic having Charx! For he brought back the awesome memories of Charky. That entailed some awesome memories with that wonder doggie, and ate Leah. I vividly remember the days we can no longer take care of Charky since we almost lived in the hospitals were we confined ate Leah. We had no choice but to give him away. Grateful for Mimi Balbuena-Reynon who was hospitable and caring. I can’t thank her and her family enough for loving our then puppy. He surely had separation anxiety. We had a share of it. Yet we’re consoled.

Seeing Charx sweetly sleeping, I can just imagine how hard it was for him to be separated from his mom & siblings, from his home, from his community. To be with us is a new challenge to start living bravely and happily, even far from loved ones.

Gazing at Charx’s eyes with much tenderness, I promised him that he’ll be safe and will be loved and will be well taken care of at his new home. It’s not exactly that of “Ten Promises to a Dog”, but I sought God’s grace for patience and perseverance to make him our home a lil’ heaven on Earth. That means waking up at wee hours when I hear his lil’ voice at the veranda, to make sure he’s ok. That means cleaning his poop, even in the most uncomfortable time (while eating or cooking). That means preparing healthy meal and making sure he’s healthy (vaccinated, other hygienic routines), cleaning the veranda, his playing den. That means playing with him, singing for him, and other ways spending quality time with him.

Instead of wallowing from my own scars wounded afresh and tendency to sulk, I helped myself focus more to be happy through Charx.

wittingly playful

wittingly playful

Happy Heart, Healthy Heart

I felt worse with a severe stomachache at wee hours this morning. I was supposed to leave at 7:00 AM for a whole day seminar at PPSOSG main office. Unfortunately, the pain lingered til around 9:30 A.M.

With prayers, I did some natural ways to ease the pain. I decided to help myself get better. Instead of being confined in bed, I did my daily routines, cleaned the house, and played with our cuddly cutie pup called Charx.

So while I sweep the floor at the veranda, he’s playing with me, tugging my skirt with mirth. Isn’t he sweet & adorable?

I feel better! Thanks to God & to those thoughtful friends who prayed for me! I thank God for this cuddly cutie creature which constantly reminds us of God’s healing and blessings in our family.

Charx might not be cute for others, not even as cuddly and pretty like the celebrity dogs of my friends, Soya (Weanne’s schnauzer), and Sam & pups (Dianne & Duane’s huskies); but for us, he’s simply the best. And I believe, that’s what other owners of the numerous dogs in AUP.

sweet schnauzer SOYA, "so good for the heart"

sweet schnauzer SOYA,
“so good for the heart”

KILIGayahan  Wea & Soya's version

KILIGayahan
Wea & Soya’s version

cuddly, cutie patootie huskies <3

cuddly, cutie patootie huskies ❤

STARKstruck & aweSAM :) "look into my eyes and wish!"

STARKstruck & aweSAM 🙂
“look into my eyes and wish!”

As a dog lover and a pet owner, I deeply sympathize for the victims of horrible dog poisoning, and their bereaved families at AUP Campus. I still can’t fully comprehend why such were allowed, were cunningly crafted. I pray that discernment, discretion and compassion abound.

my heart bled for them (Pastor Diesta & family's Oreo and her puppies)

my heart bled for them (Pastor Diesta & family’s Oreo and her puppies)

cold and lifeless Cookie, heart-rending to behold

cold and lifeless Cookie, heart-rending to behold, I empathize for Joy Fajardo

This was my FB post yesterday in retrospection with the Sabbath message:

“The direct and immediate recipient of our love towards God is God’s people.”

So blessed and refreshed with God’s message channeled thru Bro. JD Andalecio. I like the illustrations used, the humor and emphasis on God’s unconditional love, “The Imperative of Loving Well.”

To be honest, my Sabbath morning was messed up with the horrible news of another dog poisoning. I’m not the owner, but I empathize coz I also have a puppy. Besides, ONCE is enough; TWICE is too much; and THRICE is unbearable.

So let me paraphrase the quote during sermon, “The direct and immediate recipients of our love towards God are GOD’S CREATURES — especially the DOGS.”

Stop being indifferent & cold-hearted, you who are CULPRITS of dog poisoning! ~_~

precious thought to ponder

precious thought to ponder

live with a purpose, never steal life from helpless, yet helpful and brave creatures.

Live with a purpose, never steal life from helpless, yet helpful and brave creatures.

Keep posted for the recent pictures and updates 🙂

To know and read about Charky, click this link 🙂

https://curlybookworm.wordpress.com/2012/10/04/for-the-l♥ve-of-charky/

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An Unsung Hero


“If you happened to walk down the street and saw a man with long, unruly hair, beard unshaven, reeking with alcohol, a cigarette in hand, messy, and a penetrating dark countenance, how would have been your initial reaction?…”

more than a stranger

known stranger

My jaw dropped.

“Seriously?” I gasped, and I was grateful, he didn’t see my reaction on the other side of the cyberspace. He’s a strange stranger! I was astounded!

I thought I knew him. We’ve never been acquainted personally, but he’s an FB friend for years. I could see his posts and some photos in the news feed. The first chat with him that I could remember was on June 22, 2011. It was just a question-answer type of chat. The sole chat, actually.

I threw one question of how is he related with Kuya JoveMack, he replied “Pastor Jovemack and I are high school buddies in AUP (PUC).” I thanked him, informing that I’m his relative. Period.

My query was sufficed. But he never replied, so I never thought I would ever chat with him again. The only significant factor why I considered befriending him in FB: he’s the best friend of Kuya JoveMack (Joeveney Fronda Macabeo).

Best friends since high school

Best friends for life

But unexpectedly, I need to ask details about the search and rescue operations done on Sunday until Tuesday. Since I found his updates and photos in FB very informative, I sought his consent on August 28, 2013, if I could use them in my blog post. The rest was history.

Going back to his introduction, I regained my composure from enormous surprise. It really boggled my mind. “That was last year?” I dunno if I saw him. I’m not sure if I met him along the street. I just found out yesterday that we’re neighbors in Puting Kahoy. The house we rent is just few steps away from the compound of his family’s property.

I read from the news feed that he has been transformed, and the Desire of Ages is one of the most significant Spirit of Prophecy books which awakened him, revived him anew. But receiving his introduction was so humbling! While I consider him an unsung hero during the search and rescue operations for the tragic loss of the three AUP students, he LIFTED UP CHRIST and UPHELD HIM as HIS HERO, the UNSUNG HERO of MANKIND. And this testimonial is so powerful:

“…Believe it or not, I was that kind of man last year. But I thank God for being the kind of God that He is–for being ever so merciful to His sin-stained child who finally sought Him, and for sending the Holy Spirit to turn my eyes again to our Lord Jesus who is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.”

Sundown worship, Sunrise of friendship

SUNDOWN worship, SUNRISE of genuine friendship
*Taken at the lawn between new COT Bldg. & Finster Hall of Nations (8/31/13)

Strangers No More

As what I understood, he’s lived a life like that of the prodigal son. And I’ve never been so eager like before, to know his “Damascus experience”. What could have compelled him to have a 180-degree turning back to our Heavenly Father?

He continued: “I surely am grateful for Jesus’ statement in John 6:37:
“All that the Father gives Me will come to Me, and the one who comes to Me I will by no means cast out.” And because He did not cast me out, here I am standing before you today declaring that God is good.”

He’s standing as the leader of the modern Gideon’s 300, the director of FINISH THE WORK MINISTRIES INTERNATIONAL

Pressing on towards the mark of HIGH CALLING

Pressing on towards the mark of HIGH CALLING

https://www.facebook.com/FinishTheWorkMinistries

Tarry not, the time is SHORT!

Tarry not, the time is SHORT!

Quality, not Quantity

Quality, not Quantity

“I am the WORST of sinners, but SAVED by GRACE through FAITH in Christ Jesus.

My life is a product of broken marriage that resulted to multiple suicide attempts. I am a deprived father of two of my beloved sons who are now with their mother living in Bangkok, Thailand. But GOD HAS ANOTHER PLAN for me.”

“Lord, keep us being together when we are falling apart.” ~JMQ

reunited after 11 months of separation

reunited after 11 months of separation

So happy together! Dad & Sons' bonding

So happy together! Dad & Sons’ bonding

“In constant tears, mostly every 3:00 A.M. He wakes me up in tearful prayers as I constantly struggle with Jesus to help me carry on this temporary life, that I may serve Him faithfully, empowered not by might, nor by power but by His Spirit; to FINISH THE WORK is my humble prayer.

God granted my request:  SPIRITUAL ANESTHESIA. I can’t feel the pain anymore. I’ve devoted my time to MINISTRIES. I love to help when duty calls.”

SAVED to SERVE

SAVED to SERVE

Building God's temple figuratively and literally

Building God’s temple figuratively and literally

Following the Blue Print

“My parents are my inspiration, their prayers follow me.”

wingless angels, full of unconditional love

wingless angels, full of unconditional love

I’ve known his dad, Engr. Quiza as the engineer of AUP, and they left a legacy in this campus. But I was amazed of God’s providential workings in their family.

“Our family were Roman Catholic back then, both my parents were devoted believers of the Catholic church. However, God’s providence through Literature Evangelists in the city of Lanao del Norte province penetrated the hearts of my parents and the Holy Spirit worked tremendously in the hearts.

Our family moved by faith to Luzon without any friends or relatives. Old PUC in Baesa in the year 1978 was transitioning to new PUC (now AUP) in Silang, Cavite. We stayed in Brgy. Sto. Domingo/Muzon and a year after we lived near AUP river below the motorpool (very near where the recent river flooding tragedy happened). My father was hired by PUC as a plumber while my mother was a plain housekeeper. God worked in many miraculous ways in our family, promoting my father from regular plumber to draftsman, then to campus engineer.”

humble beginnings

humble beginnings

“Our 1st family vehicle was a small bicycle. Five of us all fit in our 1st family bicycle.”

He, together with his siblings grew up and studied in the old Philippine Union College and now, Adventist University of the Philippines from elementary, til graduate studies, except the physician:

  •  1982-1988  Elementary
  • 1988-1992  Academy
  • 1992-1997 BS Nursing
  • 1997-1999 graduated MBA

He worked for 13 years outside the Philippines (Thailand, Singapore, and USA).  He’s back for another graduate program in MPH @ AUP.  He serves as the Vice-President for the Graduate School Association of AUP Graduate School.

Aside from his numerous endeavors, He’s directly connected with the National Bureau of Investigation since 2002, and  he’s got special affiliations with the Philippine National Police and the Armed Forces of the Philippines.

“I am not a member of the free masonry, but I am a member of an ELITE organization of high-level politicians, businessmen, and military officials called the FRATERNAL ORDER OF EAGLES.”

humility sustained

humility sustained

“We moved from Mindanao to Luzon BY FAITH that God will see us through, and He was FAITHFUL and TRUE to His promises.

By God’s providence and sustenance, our family was able to build a school (College) in Western Mindanao called Adventist Technological Insntitute (ATI), established in 2004.

The objective of the school is streamlined with the philosophy of our Adventist Education, and to help children of less fortunate farmers and peasants to study.”

His Workings are Enablings

He also introduced his siblings:

  • eldest brother – Alvin Lou Quiza (Licensed Physician, 40 y/o, single)
  • youngest sister – Suzanne Glez “Inday” Quiza – Manez (RMT, MPH and MBA)
Complete Health Improvement Program

Complete Health Improvement Program

“Suzanne is the director of Health & Wellness at Adventist Medical Center-Manila, married to Dr. Johann Manez (Lifestyle Medicine), the country director for CHIP-Philippines.”

Dr. CHIP & his wife

Dr. CHIP & His SweetHEART

She’s been his inspiration and mentor, especially in his transformation and his endeavor to FINISH THE WORK.

Siblings' tandem, love and support

Siblings’ tandem, love and support

“Health is by CHOICE, not by CHANCE”

We are returning everything to God what He has abundantly blessed us. Our very life belongs to Him. We own basically nothing!”

AD QUIZA Group Prize-winner of SDA Church nationwide design in 2004. Approved by Southern-Asia Pacific Division (SSD) of the General Conference Acknowledged by SDA Conferences in the Philippines

AD QUIZA Group
Prize-winner of SDA Church nationwide design in 2004.
Approved by Southern-Asia Pacific Division (SSD) of the General Conference (GC)
Acknowledged by SDA Conferences in the Philippines

Temple Project

Temple Project

Church Project #6 Tiaong SDA Church Tiaong, Quezon Province Faith-budget needed to complete: 500k Php (US$ 12k) (posted on August 19, 2013)

Church Project #6
Tiaong SDA Church
Tiaong, Quezon Province
Faith-budget needed to complete: 500k Php (US$ 12k) (posted on August 19, 2013)

“I may have lost everything, but I gained Christ Jesus again after I took Him for granted when I was out there in the world.”

“The triumph of Christian faith is to SUFFER, and be STRONG;
to SUBMIT, and thus CONQUER;
to be KILLED all day long, and yet to LIVE;
to BEAR the CROSS, and thus WIN the CROWN of IMMORTAL GLORY.”
~ EGW, Sketches from the life of Paul p.300

I’m simply blessed spending quality time with Bro. Jad Quiza yesterday afternoon at the sundown worship until we had the sharing last night. I could never have imagined how God drastically transformed him. As I stood in amazement, wondering at His grace this morning, I sent him a text message, that favorite quotation about the life of one of my Champions of Faith.

“How He transformed Saul to Paul is a clear manifestation of the power of His unconditional love. That is the same power that works in our lives today. That same power I see working in your life kuya Jad! :)”

it wasn't just a horrible nightmare

As much as he’s willing to be spent to seek the lifeless bodies of the three AUP students, he’s ever willing to be spent to seek the spiritually dead people whom Christ has died. For Jesus is more than LIFE to him.

We shall all be changed Caught up to heaven In a cloud of glory We shall all be changed Transformed in victory Death where is thy sting God conquered death and hell...

We shall all be changed
Caught up to heaven
In a cloud of glory
We shall all be changed
Transformed in victory
Death where is thy sting
God conquered death and hell…

As much as I am thrilled for that grand reunion in heaven, my special prayers ascend for Kuya Jad and his two sons, that one day, they’ll be reunited again; so with his entire family 🙂 Would you like to join me in prayers?

TWO TIMES YOU’RE MINE

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Flushed by a Flash Flood

Scars Wounded Afresh (Flushed by a Flash Flood Part2)

Part 3 will posted later, covering the funeral/internment of Kat Taroquin, and some details of the search and rescue operation.

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Flashback Friday


Last, last Monday, I was stricken with mixed eureka and nostalgia when I held a yellow paper.

It showed up the time I least expected, the time I was no longer exerting effort to find it. I actually forgot about it. Thought I lost it – forever. It was the only copy, and it was the original. The feeling of finding it was beyond my description.

I laughed out loud. It wasn’t an evil laugh, it was a sincere laughter; although, it was more of self -mockery. haha!

I love soliloquy, its part of my weirdo; I rarely do it though. But much to that, I love poetry, composing ballad and parody. The latter weren’t published, nor performed even with private audience. I don’t have enough guts to do so. Writing for me is more than a therapeutic craft, it’s my life. Writing helped me survived, and through God’s grace, kept my sanity.

That yellow paper, slightly crumpled, but the cursive penmanship was neatly scribbled. At the top of that yellow paper was a bold, “YOU WERE NO LONGER THERE”.

I can vividly remember that gloomy afternoon, during our creative writing class; we were required to write a ballad as a seat work. It was so timely, and the weather set the mood; I finished the two-stanza song with two different chorus – you know, ballad with the type of melody fitted well for the theme. I could only sing and play with a guitar. But I was too shy to sing it in class. How could I? Our critic (whom others consider a terror) teacher heralded with her annoying tease: “she hasn’t moved on yet…ooucchh!” with a laugh.

For literature and art’s sake, I was able to finish it that class period. With the melancholy of the song, I wasn’t able to protest, I even laughed at the thought. She was actually right: “it’s so obvious ma’am! Ha-ha!” But it was more of inspiration, instead of desperation.  Ha-ha-ha! Music does wonders!

"When everyone deserts you, I'll be there, CLOSER than you could imagine." ~JESUS

“When everyone deserts you, I’ll be there, CLOSER than you could imagine.” ~JESUS

As I beheld that yellow paper, I just laughed out loud. Yeah, with self-mockery, and with gratitude; for I realized how the feeling just turned too ironic. And no need to show-off. Ha-ha-ha! Fascinating!

Time heals. The Wounded Healer fully restored me.

 

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Weddingful Week Part 2


“Really…?!”

I was obviously dumbfounded when I learned from a friend whom I met yesterday that he had a divorce, and yet the Lord has been gracious, providing another family he has now. If you’d known him, you might not believe as well.

Out of nowhere, from paperwork discussion, our conversation shifted to personal stuff.
Ah, it sparked when I told about my hectic schedule; another wedding to attend on April 30th — my college best friend’s.

“Really?”

It was implied in his facial expression when he learned I don’t have a boyfriend, my auto-reply: “I don’t have a boyfriend”, when he asked when I would marry. Then he started giving unsolicited advices.

Don’t Screw It Up!

This is definitely the most profound wedding speech of a bride’s dad to his son-in-law.  It wasn’t biased. It clearly showed the reality, there’s a need to cultivate and nurture: love and character. What the dad and God has done in the bride’s life is fragile; the Dad entrusted his daughter. Superbly Sweet!

Glorious Ruin

Who would want to screw up?

The man whom I had conversation is a noble man, as far as I’ve known him. He loves God and his family. So when he opened up and shared, I listened intently. I’ve got a lot of unsolicited, yet very valuable advices.

“While it is true that behind every great man is a great woman, woman can break a man and break his success…In the context of marriage, man never want to change the woman but always does; woman always want to change the man but never does.”

With regards to the divorce, it was never his choice and it wasn’t sanctioned by the Lord. Divorce can never solve marital problems; it devastates lives especially the children’s. He emphasized the importance of not making decision out of emotions.

“Feminism destroys marriage. In my country (USA), 70% of divorce is filed by women, and out of those, 50% regret that they had a divorce, it’s just for pride and other reason that they can’t reconcile…”

He didn’t blame his former wife for it; he has a piece of share. “Dysfunction creates a lot of dysfunction…” and the discovery about his family background left me awestricken. Praise the Lord that there’s great hope and God is not short of His hand of grace.

“Always remember, man is more of logical being, we tend to shut off emotions when making decisions. The woman is more of emotional being. You tend to make decision based on emotion.”

I concur! Those are true and I marvel at how the Lord created man and woman differently, to compliment each other, to help each other, to nurture each other – to function as how He designed.

“For we do bear the glory of God imprinted on the image of our souls. To fall in love with someone is to be given a glimpse of the potential for the glory God put there originally. And yet we can’t be with ourselves or someone we love for long without seeing another reality equally true: That the image has been so marred in the fall and the stain of sin that sometimes, it’s a crying shame.” Pauline Rinehart, Strong Women Soft Hearts p. 152

Bring Back the Glory

What I love most of a wedding is the homily. For most of the weddings I attended, Pastor Joe Orbe Jr. officiated. I heard his messages again and again, but they seem always new.

“The most phenomenal mystery in the universe is becoming one in flesh – the mystery of the triune God in One…As you preserve each others’ individuality, you grow together as one…You have to leave your parents, and to live together as a new family…you have to cleave to each other…Always remember, separation is never a solution to problem.” ~ Joe Orbe Jr., Catimbang-Firmante Nuptials (3.25.13)

Queer blossoms in full bloom at the resort

Queer blossoms in full bloom at the resort

I wasn’t able to take down notes on the following wedding on March 31st. Dr. Mario Phillip was the officiating minister with Pastor Rodelio Honorica (bride’s brother). But his message is truly inspiring! It was challenging on his part to officiate a renewal of marriage vow as part of 23rd anniversary celebration. The couple’s marital experience is far more than what he and his wife had.

fervent prayer

fervent prayer

Pastor Rodelio & Pastor Mario with the couple

Pastor Rodelio & Pastor Mario with the couple

Honorica Family :D the bride's dad, siblings and their spouses

Honorica Family 😀 the bride’s dad, siblings and their spouses

The couple has been dear to us, since they’re my younger brother’s godparents, our family friends. They came all the way from England for the TWO WORDS with triple celebrations. So, when I was invited to take part, I didn’t hesitate to be the singer, emcee, and coordinator with their nephew, Ivan Rex. It was a mini reunion of the Honorica family with close family friends. It was an exquisite wedding at a resort in Calamba. It was more of making great memories while the couple reminisced the 23 years of God’s continuous grace and blessings in their marriage and family. It was a foretaste of a grand family reunion in heaven, and I long for that bliss!

everyone's overjoyed!

everyone’s overjoyed!

Sibling-sibling pic :D Emily and Sam with quasi-brother, Franz, reunited after long years

Sibling-sibling pic 😀 Emily and Sam with quasi-brother, Franz (my brother next to me), reunited after long years

Simply aweSAM! Surprised of how he has become.

Simply aweSAM! 

surprise! surprise!  throwback...when Lola Vita is still alive.

surprise! surprise! throwback…when Lola Vita is still alive.

soul & sole sistahs

soul & sole sistahs, te Rachel, the bride’s sister

the couple with my co-coordinator, emcee & duet partner, Ivan Rex

the couple with my co-coordinator, emcee & duet partner, Ivan Rex and dad, Lolo Wen

There was a friend who made an overseas call weeks after my late sister’s burial (Dec.2012). It was surprising, I never anticipated. It was a great catching up. ‘Twas spontaneous, he listened to me about ate’s parting ways, ect., I also listened to him, not realizing that we consumed two hours of talk already!

I appreciated his encouragements and prayers, same with his unsolicited advice. The bottom line of every relationship is ACCEPTANCE. And I agree, marriage is actually a union of two forgiven people, sinners saved by grace, and the room for acceptance should be enlarged for a lasting relationship.

“REALLY?!”

I uttered when he said that he finally found the woman whom he considered to be the ONE. It was a jolly expression of my surprise. A bit silence…, then I automatically congratulated him for that. “I’m so happy for you!…”

“REALLY!?”

His initial response…I can only picture his face while asking, sounded like he can’t believe. But I was really happy that time I learned the latest about him, and I will always be happy for him.

Sometimes, I wonder… but I don’t want to wander.

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Note: Photos credit to Ruth Rose, Rachel Soriano, Ivan Franz Oliver Fronda & Claro Suva. Video credit: YouTube. This blog has a copyright . The photos and article should not be used, reproduced and manipulated by any means without a written request and consent from the author.

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