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June 2013

2 posts

Of Secrets and Graces

 

Recently, there was this book that was launched by the author of course, veteran journalist Aries Rufo. To be honest I haven’t really heard the name except now that the title of his book caught my attention and curiosity – Altar of Secrets. The book tackles the scandals of the leaders of the Catholic Church in the Philippines – from politics to sex to money. Damn. Now there’s someone talking about it. (Just kidding!)

 

In an article published in Rappler (a social news network), Rufo was asked if he was trying to ruin or destroy the church that he himself belongs to. He replied with an answer of which I agree. A book can never break a church that was founded 2000 years ago. He even quoted a bishop who said that there must be something divine in our Church that made it 2000 years old and still counting. Then why write the book?! The author said that his book is trying to present the divine and human side of the Church and that by presenting its human side we can address some problems properly and ‘institute reforms.’ Tough love daw.

 

Local Secrets.

Our local versions of the church and its organizations are not exempted from having secrets too. We also have little skeletons dangling in our closets and naïve as I am some secrets pour out to me like overripe fruits fall from its tree. 

 

continue reading here :)

Jun 18, 2013
#secrets #God's grace #saved by grace #Catholic Church

Trusting the Lord is like floating on the waters. No matter how afraid you are to let go your body off the ocean floor, no matter how afraid you are to lay down your body on the water, you would still float because nothing can change the buoyancy effect, the fact that the density of the water is higher than the one of your body. You would still float/get protected/be safe/be guarded from harm because nothing can change the fact that you are God’s child and you can do all things through Him who gives you strength. (Philippians 4:13). 

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(googol photo:)

For in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith.

-Galatians 3:26

 

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Jun 2, 2013
#neri thoughts #trust in the Lord #God's child #Philippians 4:13

May 2013

2 posts

“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” — Nick Carraway, The Great Gatsby (F. Scott Fitzgerald)
May 26, 201351 notes
#The Great Gatsby #finished reading
“With endless time, nothing is special. With no loss or sacrifice, we can’t appreciate what we have.” —

The Time Keeper, Mitch Albom

Finished the book today. It was an easy and fast read. I expected something more dramatic or (more) inspiring like that of Tuesdays with Morrie or Have a Little Faith, both by the same author but the story is flat simple and short. I gave it two stars out of five in Goodreads. I am thankful I’ve waited for the paperback edition of the book. The 725-peso hardbound copy is too expensive for a short story. hihi. :)


On the other hand, I think most of the people can relate with the characters of the story. Those who want to end their lives so bad or find life without purpose will surely feel for Sarah Lemon while those who want to outlive the present can empathize with Victor Delamonte. There are also those people who want to stop the moment to save a person or  make a particular moment last like Father Time. Surely, there is or was a time in our lives when we feel one of these three. 

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May 2, 2013
#Mitch Albom #The Time Keeper #read book

April 2013

4 posts

Apr 30, 20137 notes
#iron man #pepper potts #gwyneth paltrow
Apr 29, 20131 note
#weekend at the ocean #anawangin #zambales #hill hiking #swimming

I would talk er— I mean write about my realizations on Gretchen Rubin’s The Happiness Project but first I want to say that today, my Tumblr turns one! Yipee! 

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“I think this happiness project is all about trying to get more control over your life.”

Control over my life. After reading The Happiness Project, I realized how many instances I acted or reacted impulsively or hastily or unwarily. Say for example when I feel irritated right away when someone took a turn that was supposed to be mine.  Didn’t I think that person may be in so much hurry than I am? Or maybe there was an emergency?

I have been unhappy since God-knows-when but I realized all I did was to wrangle against the feeling or maybe against that fact. I wasn’t able to embrace the reality that I am unhappy and the immortal truth that I can actually do something about it. I can be happy again.

I may be stuck in an environment that doesn’t thrive to grow but I can always go out and find another land to plow. Or for the meantime, I can find a hundred things to do to make full use of my time like scanning and saving my childhood photos, reading the books that I think I am supposed to have read at this age or learning a new skill. I can apply this thinking to other things like to the people that surround me or to an unexpected that may happen. Then I can be happy again.

(Then I can be happy again? It sounds simple but complicated. Basta.)

It’s time to get started with my own Happiness Project! 

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Apr 16, 20132 notes
#The Happiness Project #unhappy to happy #control life #goals to resolutions #Gretchen Rubin
“

WHAT and IF are two words as non threatening as words can be, but put them together side by side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life. What if?

I don’t know how your story ended, but if what you felt then was true love then it’s never too late. If it’s true then why wouldn’t it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don’t know what a love feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for, but I like to believe that if ever I feel it, that I’ll have the courage to seize it. And if you didn’t..

I hope one day you will.

”
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—Letters to Juliet 

I watched the movie again! haha! What if? T.T

Apr 2, 20135 notes
#Letters to Juliet #what if #movie

March 2013

2 posts

Five or six years ago, the first time we said goodbye to a brother who’s going to enter the seminary, we literally cried buckets of tears. We didn’t know where the Immaculate Concepcion Seminary was. We had no idea of what happens there. We were just sad to let go.

The second time was I think Laurence’s time. We did not cry but we were sad.

Years passed and the seminary seemed like a hole that swallows our male friends one by one, year by year. (hehe) It almost became a tradition that a friend enters the seminary each year. To this, we got used already and it is in our delight to learn that someone’s ‘entering.’ Whenever we learn a friend’s ‘going in,’ instead of being sad, we ask what he needs, what we can do to help, how much help he needs. (Joke lang ung how much XD )  

Yes, we got used to it. Part of the reason may be is that we no longer see what they have left behind – that they can make good celebrities out of their pretty faces or good fortunes out of their degrees. Instead, we are already getting a glimpse of where they are going to – that they will be shepherding the unchurched, bring Christ closer to people or vice versa and in a few more years, will be authentic, full pledged representatives of Jesus Christ.

It’s just WOW. And hopefully and prayerfully, this glimpse will someday be reality.

Congratulations Sem. Laurence Bautista! And to everyone who graduated yesterday! Haha!

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P.S.

  • ‘We’ refers to the youth of St. Augustine Parish
  • Adjectives used do not necessarily apply to one particular person. Lol. XD
Mar 25, 2013
#Graduation #Blessed #ICMAS #Seminarian Friends

My greatest fear used to be waking up in a town/ in a world of zombies. But since The Walking Dead already gave me the idea that I can survive such phenomenon, I thought of another fear. That is, when I learn that a trusted and long time friend is faking friendship with me. My greatest fear would be discovering she’s only keeping me so that she’ll look kind, sweet and accommodating on the surface when in fact she’s selfish enough that she wanted the world to hers alone.

This is my greatest fear as of now. Something that needs to be faced very soon, I guess. 

This is my greatest fear, what’s yours? 

Mar 17, 20131 note
#random thought #greatest fear #fake friend

February 2013

4 posts

It is the nature of Stars to cross

(This is a poor review or just my thoughts about John Green’s novel, The Fault in our Stars. If you intend to read it, you might not like reading this first though I won’t be talking much about the details, but I’ll be talking about the ending. hehe.)

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This is an excerpt:

Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That’s what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease.

I want to leave a mark.

But the marks humans leave are too often scars.

People say that it’sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she loved deeply but not widely. But it’s not sad, Van Houten. It’s triumphant. It’s heroic. Isn’t that the real heroism? Like the doctors say: First, do no harm. 

Sometimes, I catch myself thinking about death, my death specifically. I ask if there would be a lot of people to visit even though I know there would be few. I try to feel how my family and friends would feel or react and when I am already at the verge of crying over my own death, I shrug off the idea. (hihi. baliw lang)

I think that a life is not measured by the number of achievements, properties or friends we have or even by the number of years we get to stay on earth but by the quality of our relationships.. especially those relationships that we chose to nourish until the end. 

Augustus Waters may be too young to die but he has loved Hazel Grace immensely. And he did everything he can to prove that love. 

To honor that love, maybe we can also say and do the same confession Gus did: 

“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.”

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Feb 26, 20133 notes
#the fault in our stars #john green's fault in our stars #love and death

365 Days of Gratitude: Day 56

It’s been a while since I shared an entry to my 365 Days of Gratitude! I’ve been busy going around the province for the Provincial Nutrition Commission’s Evaluation to municipalities. Yeah, young as I am, I became part of the commission. nyaha! 

But just to show you, I haven’t missed writing each day’s blessings in my journal (I have a hard copy of this 365 Days of Gratitude project): 

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There. hehe. I’m not being overly defensive, just generously sharing :)

Anyway, today is an ordinary day for me. I woke up just in time to avoid being late today (I had 8 out of 9 lates already for the  month). I took two jeepney rides, swiped my finger to the biometrics (Yes, 7:40!), attended the Monday Flag Ceremony (and made my friends giggle because of a speaker) and had breakfast. Pero ganon man, I believe to what Fr. Stephen Cuyos, MSC shared about ordinary days.

 

Sometimes, we neglect to thank God for ordinary days when other people around the world just wanted to make their days at least the usual or ordinary like those people who suffer with Cancer or other sicknesses, victims of war in the East Asia, people who lost someone or are waiting impatiently in jail, people who are in dire situations, people who are lonely and desperate. 

So in the ordinariness of today, I thank God:) 

Yuhooooooo! :)) 

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Feb 24, 20131 note
#365 Days of Gratitude Day 56 #Ordinary Day #Blessed

Sorry means you feel the pulse of other people’s pain as well as your own, and saying it means you take a share of it. And so it binds us together, makes us trodden and sodden as one another. Sorry is a lot of things. It’s a hole refilled. A debt repaid. Sorry is the wake of misdeed. It’s the crippling ripple of consequence. Sorry is sadness, just as knowing is sadness. Sorry is sometimes self-pity. But Sorry, really, is not about you. It’s theirs to take or leave.

Sorry means you leave yourself open, to embrace or to ridicule or to revenge. Sorry is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won’t settle until things are set right and true. Sorry doesn’t take things back, but it pushes things forward. It bridges the gap. Sorry is a sacrament. It’s an offering. A gift.

 

— Craig Silvey (Jasper Jones)

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Feb 11, 20131 note
#sorry na #jasperjones by CraigSilvey
So. lil. o. quy

Was there a time when you asked for something you really wanted and needed to your parents (or to your father in particular) and you got no for an answer?

 

Remember when you wanted to learn playing the guitar when you were in second year high school, when you asked them for a guitar, a week or two later, you got it? Your parents were happy to give it to you even after so many attempts you end up still not knowing how to play.

 

How about the time when you went to a bookstore with your mother and sister to buy school stuff and you asked your mother to buy you a memory card game? The box was so striking, it has many colors and cartoon characters in it, and you wanted it so much. But your mother told you that it is just the box that is attractive. You insisted and so your mother gave in. She bought you and your sister toys. When you arrived at home and opened the box, you disappointingly played with the simple cards with cartoons on it, nothing more. Mother was right after all but she didn’t remind you of what she said earlier.

 

This is cute. When you were in grade 2, your father bought pizza for your class. This is for you and your classmates to have a clearer understanding about a very complicated stuff called Fraction. The pizza arrived and your teacher can’t remember she asked you to bring one. Your classmate Joanna who was supposed to bring the pizza the next day kissed you and said thanks.

 

When you were in first year, you had this inter-section contest – song interpretation. You are just one of the dancers and your classmate Karen played Mary. You thought all the dancers plus ‘Mary’ shall wear halos of fresh flowers, you didn’t know that a simple fake halo would do since it would just be for the practice. Your father did you a halo of fresh flowers, remember the yellow flower?

 

During your fifth grade in elementary, you joined the cheering squad. Remember when your pompom was the most beautiful of all? Yours was made of properly sheared straws; others were made of only paper or metallic sheets. Your father did it, I know you remember.

 

One more thing I know you won’t forget is the many sleepless nights you spend with your father either doing your project or catching a movie or a not so popular TV program. Sometimes, it’s just your father who does your project and you just have to wake up, find it finished on the table and all you have to do is bring it in school.

 

There are a lot more things your parents did for you. I won’t elaborate; I won’t try to recall more.

 

Now tell me, if they were able to do it for you, what more your Father in heaven will do?

If you feel helpless, impatient, scared or sad, He feels it with you and He surely sends every comfort He could muster to make you feel alright. Maybe He is telling you sometimes that you need not to worry because He’s huge, He is so big that your worries is just a speck on His hands. Just listen more and you’ll hear.

If you feel overjoyed, excited and surprised, aha! Picture Him laughing with you, smiling, jumping out of joy because that is exactly what He does.

He is your Father, not the villain in your story. It’s okay to let Him know what you want, whom you want to be with, where you want to go. Your dreams are also His dreams.

So the next time you feel you’re facing a dead end, remember one thing that your father or mother did for you and think what more your Father in heaven can do.

 

If you then, with all your human frailty, know how to give your children gifts that are good for them, how much more certainly will your Father who is in Heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask Him? —Luke 11:13

Thank YOU Jesus! T.T

02042013

Feb 4, 20131 note
#God's love #parents'deeds #love #God is huge enormous gigantic #lovefromNanayandDaddy
Jan 31, 20132 notes
#Moonrise Kingdom #LoveMonth #February First

January 2013

8 posts

Oh Therese we meet again!

Five years ago, as we were having an exam in one of our majors, my two friends got late in class. I asked them why and they said they visited the pilgrim relic of St. Therese of the Child Jesus at the Immaculate Concepcion Cathedral. Right away, I thought of going there to after the exam but according to my friends, the relics will already be transferred to Notre Dame de Vie in Encanto, Angat.

A friend made it possible for me to see the relic when he volunteered to drive us there. We almost did not get in because the viewing hour is already finished when we arrived. But the Lord was with us, so we got in. hehe.

In the middle of the majestically-built chapel is where the relics rest. My heart was filled with joy that moment. I can no longer remember my heart’s wishes to St. Therese then. Maybe I asked for something general – good health, happiness, love.

 

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(I just borrowed this from Googol)

Before leaving the premises of Notre Dame de Vie, a single-blessed man said to me that I look like St. Therese especially to the saint’s photo when she was 15.

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(What do you think? hmmm..)

I came to know more about this ordinary saint with an extraordinary soul when an older brother gave me a booklet of her life as an Easter present, that same year. From then on, just reading, re-reading the booklet gave me comfort. For many times already, the writings in the booklet eased me when I feel inferior, insignificant and least loved. I found assurance that I am also a rose in the Lord’s garden and that being insignificant is also a way to be holy. (Know her! http://www.littleflower.org/abouttherese/index.asp)

 Also, from then on, the Lord has given me special friends through St. Therese - friends whom I can share anything with, friends who accept me no matter what I am made of, friends who encourage me to take the road towards Christ.

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Last night, the relics came once again in the Cathedral. I took a seat near the relics and just poured my heart out. No, I did not scurry to the line to touch it nor take a photo of it with my phone. I wanted to spend time with this saint in the silence of my heart. That calmed my soul, erased the regrets I feel and assured me that chances would still come. Thank you because we meet again, Therese!

Meet her too!

She’ll be at the Monastery in the Immaculate Concepcion Seminary later at 5pm, she’ll be staying there until 12nn tomorrow and will be transferred next to Notre Dame de Vie again. Hehe. If you can’t make it to these dates, maybe you can visit soon at the Archdiocese of Manila.

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Jan 28, 2013
#St. Therese of the Child Jesus #blessed #3rd Visit of the Relics of St. Therese in the Philippines #St. Therese-given friends #neri

365 Days of Gratitude: Day 17

Today, I finally sent Ate Grace a message on Facebook ( which I told her that I will do since last week). She said she’ll have another interview today. I said I am afraid to conquer my fears. And so I sighed, ‘May the Lord’s will be done to us.’ She shared to me a Bible verse which I interpreted through a photo:

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‘As you seek Him, you will find Him.’

Thank You Jesus for our friendship and relationship with You! 

Another great blessing is my tropa (group of friends) in the office who helps me endure some things. haha! Today we ate lunch outside to celebrate Kuya Muriel’s new work. 

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(From your left to right, that’s Kuya Muriel, Kuya Joseph, me, Ate Didai, Ate Penny and Kuya Ralphy who took the photo:)

Who’s going to follow him next? haha :D

*crossed fingers*

*palms together*

Who? May God bless us! 

Where there is no guidance, a people falls, but in an abundance of counselors there is safety. — Proverbs 11:14

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Jan 17, 2013
#friends #blessings #countingblessings #James1:5-6
Jan 14, 20131 note
#fears #dreams
Jan 12, 2013
#365 Days of Gratitude Day 12 #TeaCupZone #Best Friendships
“A guy and a girl can just be friends
But one point or another,
they will fall for each other.
Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time,
maybe too late or maybe forever. :))”
—500 Days of Summer <3
Jan 11, 20137 notes
#500 days of summer #love
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