Two days ago, I got a very unexpected message for someone I am not that close to, yet have met over a decade ago. It was a pleasant experience to have someone share with you some of their things, despite the unfamiliarity. Well, sister, I hope you don’t mind my archiving your encouraging words : “…i check in on your blog from time to time (which makes me feel stalkerish, but your family is really just too cute), plus you do such a wonderful job at recording your families memories and milestones that it is just a good read! i need to make more time to document, i seem to do it in spurts. also, it is also comforting for me to see that yall still hold the BASIC worship service and such. Life changes, but little "constants" like that sure can put a smile on a girls face! anway~ Good to hear from you, i know we dont keep in touch, but you are one of the sweetest souls i have ever met and i’m glad we got to cross paths nearly decade? …” thanks! God bless you and the family.
Lately, I’ve been feeling the weight of ministry burdens, having really only Perze to catch my insecurities and questions. Most of the time, I try to control my frustrations and double guess the situation to be more of a heart condition on my part rather than external conditions. Then there are times that I fail on that control, and Perze’s left to shoulder my fall. I am not a very revealing person, hardly really trusting people to know my burdens. But today, I received an email that was of encouragement. I know it doesn’t relieve all my questions, but the personal and specific concern for Perze & I came from the heart…and I truly appreciate it. I decided to post it as a reminder that words of comfort are out there with our names on it. Subject: “Take time to cry and never forget to bend your knees before God“
these days aren’t the greatest of days and i haven’t been allowing God’s grace to teach me by going to my friends- the friends that have taught me what friendship really was, what humility was purposed for, and what giving sacrificed. i have great friends in SJ and they always work by my side, but i’ve missed my friends that i’ve made in North Jersey. Just when i thot life was complete with a second family- my SJ church, He graciously blessed me with friends just as close to me…friends who i can rely on and some who i can show my weaknesses to, who i can cry to. i received a funny yet endearing letter from one of my dearest porch buddy by day, mananangal by night. the infamous- PAUL TENORIO. Hahaha…here’s a bit of what he wrote…for the FIC’ers reading this, i hope you too can see that at least there’s still people who remember how it use to be… i’m sure Paul won’t mind i share this with everyone :). if so paul, bite me (but only after 12am! hahahhah) —————————————– well yeah i’m replying to that thank you card that you sent pungus…grabe!! didn’t have to […]