Pledges for Girrard.

Shaly, a good friend from my former office, is asking for our prayers and help.  Her 16 year old brother has been diagnosed with AML, a form of leukemia.  He is young and has a whole life ahead of him... so fighting this battle is worth everything that their family has.

I hope we can join the fight in our own little ways.  Kindly include him in your prayers.  And if you have extra funds to spare, you may want to pledge and deposit an amount to help in the battle costs.

More information can be found in the e-card below.

Please send me a note either through Facebook or this blog if you shared an amount.  The family would like to recognize you.

God bless Girrard.  God bless us all.

My Greatest Defense.

I must admit I am one big "praning" (read: paranoid) person so almost all the time I worry.

Not because of myself but because of the people I love.

I am, however, thankful that I am praning because of a few things.

- I research about things I am paranoid about... so I sort of know a little bit more than an ordinary layman.
- Life goes on and I don't let my paranoia consume me (totally)... so I can say I face the world with a brave heart and spirit.
- My paranoia makes me hold on to prayers.

The recent events, specifically, the earthquake, tsunami and the nuclear problem in Japan, were some of those that I most feared.

I do talk to God but I have not been touching my rosary for a while.  Japan made me hold it again... now, I try my best to say the rosary every night just like before.
Lord, please bring comfort to the people of Japan.  And please don't let that happen anywhere in world again... Amen.

St. Joseph.

While hubby and I were hearing mass at the Landmark, the priest mentioned that it was though the help of St. Joseph that they were able to get the additional space that a bank was occupying. It was then that we learned that St. Joseph was the patron of real estate or property.



It was as if God's providence was working... we were hoping to have one property sold so we can move to bigger place. Then, for some reason, I remember receiving a small St. Joseph image and placing it to my parents' altar.

I asked my sister to snatch the image from my parents' room and bring it to me so I can concentrate my energies to asking St. Joseph's help.

So far, my prayers are working. This week, he brought me to the most serious buyer. Things are not final yet but I am hoping things fall into place.

Basyang of Last Night.

I woke up last night to the howling of the winds. Last time I heard (and saw) the winds that angry was during the Milenyo typhoon around 3 years ago.

My little boy was half-awake, half-asleep but he was scared. He was covering his ears whenever the winds were at their loudest.

I had to bring him to the living room and stay on the couch so that he can sleep better. It was around 4am when I decided to bring him back to our bedroom which has a big sliding door.

The morning after, there was sunshine but no electricity. And this was the story until 9pm tonight when we decided to spend the night at my parents' house. (I wonder if the lights are back now.)

Most of us had the same stories to tell about last night. I am thankful that things remained at that. I guess those who were awake last night said a prayer or two.

Sunday Habit.

When vacationing in another country and Sunday comes... either you try to look for a church or you take the Sundays off -- it's vacation anyway.

I have been, for a long time now, trying to my very, very best to go to church every Sunday... whatever happens. But I do have my days...

My weekend in LA was indeed a productive one. Met with my high school friend and a former officemate... and of course, attended to my Sunday obligation.

Went to St. Joseph Parish in Lawndale. It was a cute church -- lots of people, mostly Hispanics. Saw a good number of African-Americans and a handful of Filipinos.

Of course, I did my usual "make a wish" activity when visiting a new church.