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Showing posts with label best inspirational quotes. Show all posts

Friday, April 11, 2014

Eleven years. It has been eleven years since I first opened my eyes to service. I must admit it wasn’t entirely because of dedication that I joined a youth group. I have to admit that I was driven by the thirst to prove something to myself and to other people; that I can do something and become of importance to this world.

There had been ups and downs. Countless of times, I fell and got up and then fell down again. It was a never-ending cycle that I’ve been through for more than a decade, and honestly? It was tiring. The desire to prove was still ablaze and seeing myself not getting anywhere felt so pathetic that I just wanted to quit.

Good thing, I didn’t.

During the eleven long years I have been in this ministry, I have to admit that more than half of it was spent on wrong purposes. I have blindly walked through the pathways of ‘leadership’, pushed by pride and dishonest drives. I have stepped on people, created illusions, believed in the phantom of a ‘bigger and more important person’ that I wanted to be… only to realize how wretched my status was.

I worked hard to be liked, only to be hated in the end.

Funny how it took me so long to realize that instead of getting to my goal, I’m actually drifting farther away. I looked back and contemplated on what I’ve been doing with my life and understood – finally – that all this time, I’m doing it wrong.

The problem with me was that I have picked the right destination but took the wrong way to get to it. I used the wrong methods and lived for the wrong purposes. In the end, it backfired on me; and yes, it took me a decade and a year to eat my pride and say ‘okay, I’m getting back to step one.’

And when I did, everything began to fall to its proper places.

Last night, Luwi and I were talking about what we’re doing. The Holy Week is fast approaching and no one could even bat an eyelash because of the tight schedules and piling responsibilities that we all have to act upon. We thought it was tiring, but as we look at the brighter side of things: it is rewarding.

As I write this, I am confident that gone are the days when I want to prove myself. Even Luwi’s convinced that this time, we’re doing it all right. We’re doing it because we want to; because we have agreed to serve God, St. Francis and the rest of those who we have devoted ourselves to. We’re doing all these because we have committed ourselves to service.

On this part, let me admit that sometimes, it hurts when other people think we’re doing this for fame and money. First of all, popularity is a normal thing and I see it as a mere side-effect of service. There is completely nothing wrong with being famous, except when you allow it to get into your head. And to be honest, I don’t think I’ll be comfortable with the thought that will people will know my name. I might not seem like it but I have always downplayed with everything I do. I love working in the background because I don’t want others to like me for what I can do.

Plus, popularity means more responsibilities. And as much as I’m enjoying, I don’t want to force myself in doing things I don’t really intend doing. Service is fun because I do what I want to do. Being famous will surely push me out of that comfort zone.

And money? All things I’m doing for my service, I do for free. I may have secured connections through what I do though. My service paved way to meeting people that could help me through my financial worries; but my service is out of the question whenever I work for them. We don’t get kickbacks and all. Not even a peso.

Looking back to the past eleven years, I smile at the thought that God has given me that much time to learn. During those ‘training’ years, I have discovered the secrets to being a better server, and a better person in general. I have learned the significance of REAL friendship and responsibilities, as well as time organization. I have also realized how important it is to step out and fight openly what I think and believe is right, through ways that would not disregard my values and morals.

And most importantly? I have learned that there is no better home than in the home of my God.

I know many people look at service shallowly; but I still encourage all of you to try. It never hurts to give Him time. You will even gain so much from it.

I Trained for Eleven Years to Be A Better Person, Even Just a Little Bit

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Our finances are the main issue today in the family. We are buried in debts and our savings are constantly depleting. Real talk here: I, myself, have nothing left in my bank account but a few hundred pesos; and to be honest, it scares me. The threat of emergencies which I would need to spend on haunts me.

That’s why I decided to brave the possibilities and stray away from my comfort zone. I have chosen to take the path of a freelance person long ago; and I thought that it’s about time that I begin to put more emphasis on it. So to cut the story short, I decided to work on three jobs at a time.

This is suicide, you say? No. I see it more as a blessing.

I am a writer. I am a layout designer. I am a business woman. That means I’m working on my three dreams all at the same time. What’s better is that I’m earning because of it, and nothing beats that.

Let’s be frank. My regular salary from my main job is not that small. It’s quite at par with typical office employees in the Philippines. From it alone, I can pay the bills and give my mom enough to get us through the whole month. Sometimes, I can even manage to buy myself some treats from my favorite restaurants or from Nature Republic.

But you see… I don’t want to get contented with that. Am I getting ironic? Just a few days ago, I have written about the Art of Contentment and now I’m saying I don’t want to stick with my salary. Hmm. How do I explain this without sounding so obscure and stupid?

My salary is enough, yes. But I have bigger dreams which I need to fulfill. To do so, I need to earn more. Funny how they say money can’t buy you happiness, right? But the thing is - it can bring you there. Yes, I’m speaking about my lifetime dream of going to South Korea. In order to obtain a visa, I need proofs that I can support myself there financially and that I’ll come back to the Philippines and not hide there for good. That’s why I have decided to venture into a business which I hope we could register soon. That’s also why I’m eager to meet people who I can work for officially here in the country.

I bet you’re all now thinking that it was such a childish dream. Well as much as I want to disagree, I won’t; because that’s your opinion. So let’s just move on. Haha.

Aside from the ‘Korean dream’, I have always wanted to give gifts to my family. And having ‘just enough’ salary won’t let me do that. I want to buy them whatever they want. I want to bring them to places. I want to show them, particularly my parents, that they did their parenting jobs well on me. I want to be someone they can be proud of – not because I buy them stuff, but because I have managed to get to the position I dream of without help from people who expect me to beg them for assistance.

This is pride talking, perhaps; but I think everybody really does resort to the hidden pain inside their hearts to keep themselves motivated. I have my fair share of it, of course, and I am using that positively to succeed in life.

Having several jobs at the same time is not easy. I have to begin work at 8AM and finish everything by 6. I give myself two hours (at most) so I can go back to my computer and work on another set of tasks from another employer. In between those writing sessions, I will rest my mind by facing Photoshop for my design tasks. Sometimes, I manage the blogs which I handle for additional revenues.

During weekends, I would either spend the whole day in front of the PC and work like it’s an ordinary weekday; or I would be out with my team mates, doing the business we were contracted to do. If I’m lucky, everything will be finished by Saturday and I’ll have my Sundays for rest.

It’s tiring, I know. But it’s fulfilling for me. Maybe it’s just how I look at things? But it really does allow me to expand my boundaries. I’m never comfortable with getting out of my comfort zone; so the only thing left to do is to turn all places I go to into my sanctuary.

I’ve always loved learning new things and having three jobs at a time lets me experience that. I get to understand the techniques and importance of the different values of life; and that’s probably the second best thing that this set up gives.

I’ve mentioned it before. Life isn’t easy for me, but I’ve learned to cope up against its challenges. And frankly speaking, though I stand no chance, I am determined to win.



Wondering Why Some People Work Three Jobs at a Time for Money? Read This to Understand.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

I did not come from a rich family. My father lost his job even before I started high school and my mom had to struggle on her own to support a family of four. It's still vivid in my memory how my dad broke the news to us, in tears. 

And more than a decade later, the tides have turned. It's no longer my mom who's the breadwinner of the family. The torch was passed onto me. My brother still couldn't get a job, although I am extremely grateful that my parents are both receiving their pension already.

It hasn't been a year since my grandmother died, which put us in great debt. The house became a collateral for a loan, and we still have two more years to struggle to pay for that. As I've said, I'm the only one working and it's definitely not easy for me. 

Life was never easy on any of us in the family.



To be honest, this situation sent me off to a state of depression and frustration. I constantly look at others with envy, asking myself why I couldn't enjoy the life they do. Real life took its toll on me, especially because I had to work for the family even before I graduated. The painful thoughts kept on eating me alive when I see colleagues enjoying their lives because they have everything for themselves, and I couldn't.

In the end, I got myself convinced that while there are people who are extremely blessed and lucky. There are some people who will have no time to rest, fighting everyday battles of survival. Obviously, I have classified myself on the second category, that I even blamed God for neglecting me.


And it was the most stupid thing I ever did.


I hit rock bottom. I couldn't see anymore where my life's leading me. At one point, I wanted to just not exist. But I guess, God had plans for me. All I needed to do is to heed to His call and everything will be okay.

It has been a year since those thoughts occurred to me. And while I can't really say I'm past that phase already, I am proud to acknowledge that I'm getting by.

You know what the secret is?

Contentment.

When you get contented with what you have, you will realize that you have the bests. When you learn how to take pleasure on the things and experiences coming your way, you will understand what kind of life God wants you to live.

It took me long enough, but who said it would be easy? I'm even making you guys a favor by telling you this. But of course, you wouldn't believe unless you experience it yourselves. And don't fear. It's all going to be worth it.

In life, you couldn't get everything you want. Keyword: WANT. Because what you will get is what you NEED. Remember, luxury is different from necessity; and the problem lies on our tendency to confuse those two things. To be fully contented, we need to be able to classify everything according to these categories. Do you need it? Or do you just want it?

As I keep on implying, the journey towards understanding life is complex. But everything will be worth fighting for. And if you are having a hard time dealing with this kind of issue in your life, I hope this article of mine could be of help somehow.

Good luck with your battle.

The Art of Contentment

Thursday, March 20, 2014


I used to be that person who just goes with the flow. No real decisions. No definite principles. Incapable of handling my own life. I used to depend on others on what I should believe in, and what I should take as true. 

Until I realized that it was the worst way of living.

Taking a stand on something is something inevitable for us to be better people. We need to find a permanent place to put ourselves into - that no matter where life heads us, we'll come back there. Like it's home. We have to find that one holding factor that would take us back to whatever we are supposed to be in order for us to have that sense of individuality. 


We need to take a stand to be someone. 


If we have that something we believe in, we have something to protect. 
And then we find a purpose to live. 

Take a Stand