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Do you have a scary experience?
Posted On 10/31/2008 15:05:02

1972, at the FEU auditorium after our class in Radio TV, (4:00 PM) one of my classmates, Jun, seems to be overpowered by evil spirit; he started to act differently after the group of mass com students attended the vigil of our classmate's father who died of a heart attack. The group notices Jun's voice became husky; he speaks weird and loses weight fast. I did not believe this, but when we our about to go home around 4:30 PM, Jun requested to come along with us (Beth, Jing, Rheena, Andre and myself); there was this feeling in me that I couldn't explain.

Knowing about his story, I suggested to the group to pass by the FEU Chapel before going home and take the back door exit of the chapel connecting to FEU hospital's emergency side entrance.  The four of us were able to enter the chapel, and to our surprised, it's only Jun who cannot enter the chapel; it's as if he's bumping to a glass door that his body pushes back each time he tries to, and then fell on the ground unconscious - I was only foot away from him and I vividly witnessed everything.

Beth and I decided to call the two security guards while Rheena and Andre look after him. The security guards tried to lift Jun's body and Andre helps them too, but they couldn't. They told us that he is too heavy! The two securities have big bodies and are tall enough to carry 250 lbs., compared to Jun's weight, which I think was only 110; he's a little taller than me and with skinny body.

At around 5:30 PM, with the help of other paramedics, they were able to bring Jun in one of the hospitals room and called a doctor and other hospital staffs. He became violent and speaks harshly that they decided to give a shot to calm him down and put on a straight jacket. The jacket helps but the shot given to him didn't. He still keeps on saying words that we couldn't understand.

Rheena went back to chapel and took the holy water; sprinkle it to Jun while saying a Latin prayer. Jun became more violent and his eyes became reddish while his whole body twisting and shaking, he would even stretch his body real hard as if he would pass out; this time we understood what he says "ahhh… you're hurting me! i'm burning! stop it!" Rheena didn't stop until Jun finally gets back to his norm and was admitted to the hospital for a day.

At home: after the incident in school, a little over 8:30 PM, my mother told me that I was lucky to come home with lights on. She told me that a few minutes back there was a brown out and the power just came back before I got home. My mother even told me that she wondered why she had a hard time closing the door when the lights get off. It seems there's something between the doors that prevented her from closing it. She checked after the lights went back if there's a slipper or thing that blocks, but, its all clear.

What the heck is this? Is there a connection during the time that we were experiencing the hair-rising situation that happened to us in school? What do you think?

It puzzles me until now, never in my imagination that I would experience such thing, the exorcist, and just recently, the alien abducti0n or whatever you call it…
 


A Present
Posted On 10/21/2008 14:14:47

Nothing happens by accident...

 

If one day when you wake up, you would find on your bed a beautifully wrapped present with delicate bows, you would open it before even washing your face, curious about what is inside....

 

Maybe what you find is something you do not like very much...then you would put away the box wondering what to do with the  present...

 

But, if the next day you find another present, you would open it also and, if this time you find something inside that you like very much....

 

A memory from someone that is far away....a beautiful clothing you saw on a window shop...the keys to a new car....a beautiful winter coat...or just a beautiful flower from somebody that remembered you.....

 

This happens every day, but we do not realize it...

Every day when we wake up, it is there, before us, a present sent to us by God....a whole day to use in the best possible way

 

Sometimes it comes with problems, issues that we do not seem to be able to solve.  Sometimes it comes with sadness, deception, even tears...

 

 

But other times it comes full of surprises, happiness, success and achievements......

 

What is important is that every day we receive a present, wrapped especially for us while we sleep: THE NEXT DAY.

 We are presented this box with colored bows, no matter what the day brings........

 

That day when we wake up every morning is a PRESENT...

The present that life gives us.

It is not always what we wish or what we hope for......

But it is the best for us, what we need most, what we have to learn.....what we need to grow...

 

Open your PRESENT every day, giving thanks first to the Creator that gave it to you, without thinking what is inside the box.

If today you do not receive the present you wanted, wait for the next one....and appreciate what you received today

 

Tomorrow... Open your present with love and enthusiasm, because one day your dreams and the life plan for you will come inside the box, beautifully wrapped for you...

 

Life does not care about what we want... just about what we need...

And that is good

 

May you have a day full of blessings, in which you can feel the loving presence of your Creator, and may the present of every day bring you peace, spiritual growth, and enlightment on all we still have to learn about every day, and the plan life has for us, every day...

 

 


Before you speak
Posted On 10/21/2008 13:55:43

BEFORE YOU SPEAK... LISTEN


BEFORE YOU WRITE... THINK


BEFORE YOU SPEND... EARN

 

BEFORE YOU CRITICIZE...WAIT


BEFORE YOU PRAY...FORGIVE


BEFORE YOU QUIT...TRY

 

 

Your words, your dreams, and your thoughts have the
power to create conditions in your life.

What you speak about, you can bring about.

If you keep saying you can't stand your job,
you might lose your job.

If you keep saying you can't stand your body,
your body can become sick.

If you keep saying you can't stand your car,
your car could be stolen or just stop operating.

If you keep saying you're always broke, guess what?
You'll always be broke.

If you keep saying you can't trust a man or trust a woman,
you will always find someone in your life to hurt and betray you.

If you keep saying you can't find a job,
you will remain unemployed.

 

If you keep saying you can't find

Someone to love you or believe in you,
our very thoughts will attract more
experiences to confirm your beliefs.

Turn your thoughts and conversations around

to be more positive and power packed with

faith, hope, love and action.

Don't be afraid to believe that you can
have what you want and deserve.

Watch your "Thoughts,"
they become words;

Watch your "Words,"
they become actions;

 

Watch your "Actions,"
they become habits;

Watch your "Habits,"
they become character;

Watch your "Character",
for it becomes your "Destiny"

So.......To prevent any obstacles.......

GET OUT OF YOUR OWN WAY!

Enjoy every minute you live!!

 

Tags: Speak Listen Wait Forgive Think


Computer problems (joke, joke, joke)
Posted On 09/22/2008 20:10:28

Computer problems (joke, joke, joke)

"Hello, Welch Hall, computer assistant; may I help you?"
"Yes, well, I'm having trouble with WordPerfect."
"What sort of trouble?"
"Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words went away."
"Went away?"
"They disappeared."
"Hmm. So what does your screen look like now?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"It's blank; it won't accept anything when I type."
"Are you still in WordPerfect or did you get out?"
"How do I tell?"
[Uh-Oh. Well, let's give it a try anyway.] "Can you see the C: prompt on the screen?"
"What's a sea prompt?"
[Uh-huh. I thought so. Let's try a different tactic.] "Never mind. Can you move the cursor around on the screen."
"There isn't any cursor: I told you, it won't accept anything I type."
[Ah, a least he/she knows what a cursor is. Sounds like a hardware problem. I wonder if he/she kicked out his/her monitor's power plug.] "Does your monitor have a power indicator?
"What's a monitor?"
"It's the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV. Does it have a little light that tells you when it's on?"
"I don't know."
"Well, then look at the back of the monitor and find where the power cord goes into it. Can you see that?"
[Sound of rustling and jostling] [Muffled] "Yes, I think so."
"Great! Follow the cord to the plug and tell me if it's plugged into the wall."
[Pause] "Yes, it is."
[Hmm. Well, that's interesting. I doubt he/she would have accidentally turned it off, and I don't want to send him/her hunting for the power switch because I don't know what kind of monitor he/she has and it's bound to have more than one switch on it. Maybe the video cable is loose or something.] "When you were behind the monitor, did you notice that there were two cable plugged into the back of it, not just one?"
"No."
"Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find the other cable."
[Muffled] "Okay, here it is."
"Follow it for me and tell me if it's plugged securely into the back of your computer."
[Still muffled] "I can't reach it."
"Uh-huh. Well, can you see if it is?"
[Clear again] "No."
"Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way over?"
"Oh, it's not because I don't have the right angle - it's because it's dark."
"Dark?"
"Yes - the office light is off and the only light I have is coming from the window."
"Well, turn on the office light then."
"I can't."
"No? Why not?"
"Because there's a power outage."
A power !@#$%^&*!?!"...[AAAAAAAARGH!!!] "A power outage? Aha! Okay, we've got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff your computer came in?"
"Well, yes, I kept them in the closet."
"Good! Go get them, unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from."
"Really? Is it that bad?"
"Yes, I'm afraid it is."
"Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them?"
"Tell them you're TOO STUPID TO OWN A COMPUTER!!!"
[Slam]


A bit of frog wisdom...
Posted On 09/13/2008 22:55:38

A bit of frog wisdom...

A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead.

The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all of their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died.

The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said, "Did you not hear us?"

The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time.

This story teaches two lessons. There is power of life and death in the tongue. An encouraging word to someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the day. A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill them. Be careful of what you say. Speak life to those who cross your path. The power of words...it is sometimes hard to understand that an encouraging word can go such a long way. So from this day forward, think before you speak...


Five Finger Prayer
Posted On 09/12/2008 11:58:26

 Five Finger Prayer

This is beautiful, and it is surely worth making the 5 finger prayer a part of our lives.

1. Your thumb is nearest you. So, begin your prayers by praying for those closest to you. They are the easiest to remember. To pray for our loved ones is, as C. S. Lewis once said, a "sweet duty."

2. The next finger is the pointing finger. Pray for those who teach, instruct and heal. This includes teachers, doctors, and ministers. They need support and wisdom in pointing others in the right direction. Keep them in your prayers.

3. The next finger is the tallest finger. It reminds us of our leaders. Pray for the president, leaders in business and industry, and administrators. These people shape our nation and guide public opinion. They need God's guidance.

4. The fourth finger is our ring finger. Surprising to many is the fact that this is our weakest finger; as any piano teacher will testify. It should remind us to pray for those who are weak, in trouble or in pain. They need your prayers day and night. You cannot pray too much for them.

5. And lastly comes our little finger; the smallest finger of all which is where we should place ourselves in relation to God and others. As the Bible says, "The least shall be the greatest among you." Your pinkie should remind you to pray for yourself. By the time you have prayed for the other four groups, your own needs will be put into proper perspective and you will be able to pray for yourself more effectively.

~Author Unknown~


Don't Give Up
Posted On 08/12/2008 23:00:35

Don't give up.....

One day I decided to quit...
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality.

.. I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
 "God", I asked, "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"
His answer surprised me...
"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"
 "Yes", I replied.
"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
 I gave them light.
 I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth.
 Its brilliant green covered the floor.
 Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
"In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.
 But I would not quit.
In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would
not quit." He said.
"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared
 to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6
months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."
He asked me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have  been struggling, you have actually been growing roots".
 "I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you."
"Don't compare yourself to others."
He said.
"The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern.
 Yet they both make the forest  beautiful."
"Your time will come", God said to me.
 "You will rise high"
"How high should I rise?"
 I asked.
"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.
"As high as it can?" I questioned.
"Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
Never, Never, Never Give up.
For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an opportunity.
Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is,
tell the problem how Great the Lord is!


Heavens door open this morning, God asked me... My CHILD...
what can I do for you?" and I said "Daddy please protect and bless the one reading this message.
God smiled and answered ...  "request granted .............
 

Red Marbles (Story shared by a friend)
Posted On 08/12/2008 22:55:26

Red Marbles

I  was at the corner grocery store buying some early  potatoes. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and  feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of  freshly picked green peas.  

I  paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of  fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new  potatoes.  

Pondering  the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation  between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy  next to me.

'Hello  B arry, how are you today?'

'H'lo,  Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They  sure look good.'

'They  are good, Barry. How's your Ma?'  

'Fine.  Gittin' stronger alla' time.'  

'Good.  Anything I can help you with?'  

'No,  Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas.'  

'Would  you like to take some home?' asked Mr. Miller.  

'No,  Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with.'  

'Well,  what have you to trade me for some of those  peas?'  

'All  I got's my prize marble here.'  

'Is  that right? Let me see it' said Miller.  

'Here  'tis. She's a dandy.'

'I  can see that. Hmm mmm, only thing is this one is blue and  I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at  home?' the store owner asked.
'Not  zackley but almost.'

'Tell  you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next  trip this way let me look at that red marble'. Mr. Miller  told the boy.

'Sure  will. Thanks Mr. Miller.'

Mrs.  Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help  me.  

With  a smile she said, 'There are two other boys like him in  our community, all three are in very poor circumstances.  Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples,  tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red  marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like  red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce  for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on  their next trip to the store.'

I  left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man.  A short time later I moved to Colorado  , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and  their bartering for marbles.

Several  years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just  recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that  Idaho  community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller  had died. They were having his visitation that evening and  knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany  them. Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to  meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever  words of comfort we could.

Ahead  of us in line were three young men. One was in an army  uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits  and white shirts...all very professional looking. They  approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by  her husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her,  kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved  on to the casket.
     
Her  misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each  young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand  over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the  mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our  turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and  reminded her of the story from those many years ago and  what she had told me about her husband's bartering for  marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and  led me to the casket.

'Those  three young men who just left were the boys I told you  about.

They  just told me how they appreciated the things Jim  'traded' them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change  his mind about color or size....they came to pay their  debt.'  

'We've  never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she  confided, 'but right now, Jim would consider himself the  richest man in Idaho .'  

With  loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her  deceased husband. Resting underneath were three  exquisitely shined red marbles.

The  Moral : We will not be remembered by our words, but by  our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we  take, but by the moments that take our breath.  

Today  I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ~ A fresh pot of  coffee you didn't make yourself...An unexpected phone  call from an old friend...Green stoplights on your way  to work...The fastest line at the grocery store...A good  sing-along song on the radio...Your keys found right  where you left them.


IT'S  NOT WHAT YOU GATHER, BUT WHAT YOU SCATTER THAT TELLS  WHAT KIND OF LIFE YOU HAVE  LIVED!


25 TIPS FOR A BETTER LIFE
Posted On 08/07/2008 15:41:28

25 TIPS FOR A BETTER LIFE


1. Take a 10-30 minute walk every day. And while you walk, smile. It is the ultimate anti-depressant.

2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day. Buy a lock if you have to.

3. When you wake up in the morning complete the following statement, 'My purpose is to __________ today.'

4. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is  manufactured in plants.

5. Drink green tea and plenty of water. Eat blueberries, wild Alaskan salmon, broccoli, almonds & walnuts.

6. Try to make at least three people smile each day.

7. Don 't waste your precious energy on gossip, energy vampires, issues of the past, negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.

8. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a college kid with a maxed out charge card.

9. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.

10. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

11. Don 't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

12. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

13. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.

14. Don 't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

15. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.

16. Frame every so-called disaster with these words: 'In five years, will this matter?'

17. Forgive everyone for everything.

18. What other people think of you is none of your business.

19. Time and love heals almost everything.

20. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

21. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.

22. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

23. Each night before you go to bed complete the following statements: I am thankful for __________. Today I accomplished _________.

24. Eat lunch with your friend.

25. Please share this to everyone you care about.





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