Mac Bordallo April 11 at 8:15pm Report
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A gentle reminder dear. :)
Read only if you have time for God
Let me tell you, make sure you read all the way to the bottom. I almost deleted this email but I was blessed when I got to the end
God, when I received this e-mail, I thought...
I don't have time for this... And, this is really inappropriate during work.
Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is... Exactly, what has caused lots of the problems in our world today.
We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning..
Maybe, Sunday night...
And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.
We do like to have Him around during sickness..
And, of course, at funerals.
However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play...
Because.. That's the part of our lives we think... We can, and should, handle on our own.
May God forgive me for ever thinking...
That... there is a time or place where..
HE is not to be FIRST in my life.
We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.
If, You aren't ashamed to do this...
Please follow the directions.
Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.'
Not ashamed?
Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!
Yes, I do Love God.
HE is my source of existence and Savior.
He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)
This is the simplest test.
If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE has done for you...
Send this to ten people and the person who sent it to you!
I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus. Do You love Him?
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
THE POEM
I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due. So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
'Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time'
Now do you have the time to pass it on?
Make sure that you scroll through to the end.
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
'Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time'
Now do you have the time to pass it on?
Make sure that you scroll through to the end.
Easy vs. Hard
Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?
Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e- mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?
Do you give up? Think about it . Are you going to forward this, or delete it?
Just remember-God is watching you. Prayer Wheel-Let's see the devil stop this one!
Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for the person that sent it to you....
That's all you have to do....
There is nothing attached....
This is so powerful....
Do not stop the wheel, please....
Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one....
There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS!
Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e- mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?
Do you give up? Think about it . Are you going to forward this, or delete it?
Just remember-God is watching you. Prayer Wheel-Let's see the devil stop this one!
Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for the person that sent it to you....
That's all you have to do....
There is nothing attached....
This is so powerful....
Do not stop the wheel, please....
Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one....
There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS!
The true love story..
May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills, nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because of the title on it?
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...'I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, 'What you got there, son?' 'Just some old birds,' came the reply.
'What are you gonna do with them?' I asked.
'Take 'em home and have fun with 'em,' he answered 'I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time' 'But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?'
'Oh, I got some cats,' said the little boy. 'They like birds. I'll take 'em to them.'
The pastor was silent for a moment. 'How much do you want for those birds, son?'
'Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!'
'How much?' the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, '$10?'
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. 'Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!'
'What are you going to do with them?' Jesus asked.
Satan replied, 'Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!'
'And what will you do when you get done with them?' Jesus asked. 'Oh, I'll kill 'em,' Satan glared proudly. 'How much do you want for them?' Jesus asked
'Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!'
'How much?' He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, 'All your blood, tears and your life.'
Jesus said, 'DONE!'
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how someone can say 'I believe in God' but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also 'believes' in God).
Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing?
Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.
Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.
I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will be blessed by God in a way special for them.
And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more.
p.s:
Guys, if you receive this in your email, is not because I want to just forward any email to you. But because I thought of you when forwarding this. That you are one who may need to read this as well.. like me..
* I pray that you all remember God while doing this. Amen
God bless!
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...'I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, 'What you got there, son?' 'Just some old birds,' came the reply.
'What are you gonna do with them?' I asked.
'Take 'em home and have fun with 'em,' he answered 'I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time' 'But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?'
'Oh, I got some cats,' said the little boy. 'They like birds. I'll take 'em to them.'
The pastor was silent for a moment. 'How much do you want for those birds, son?'
'Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!'
'How much?' the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, '$10?'
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. 'Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!'
'What are you going to do with them?' Jesus asked.
Satan replied, 'Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!'
'And what will you do when you get done with them?' Jesus asked. 'Oh, I'll kill 'em,' Satan glared proudly. 'How much do you want for them?' Jesus asked
'Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!'
'How much?' He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, 'All your blood, tears and your life.'
Jesus said, 'DONE!'
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how someone can say 'I believe in God' but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also 'believes' in God).
Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing?
Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.
Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.
I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will be blessed by God in a way special for them.
And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more.
p.s:
Guys, if you receive this in your email, is not because I want to just forward any email to you. But because I thought of you when forwarding this. That you are one who may need to read this as well.. like me..
* I pray that you all remember God while doing this. Amen
God bless!
Monday, April 11, 2011
First day ngayon ng aming NSTP class. Well, excited ako, kasi may mga bago kong magiging kaibigan sa school. At syempre, andun ang DUDES. Nakakatawa kasi ayun, nag-enjoy ako. Masayahin at madadaldal ang mga bago kong kakilala. Well, hindi ko pa naman kilala lahat pero, natutuwa akong isipin nakapalagayang loob ko agad ang dalawang mula sa PTng nakasundo ko.
Sa araw na to, wala kaming ginawa kundi ang kilalanin ang bawat isa. Sa kasamaang palad, ahahhahah...walang pogi eh, o kaya ay gwapo. Hay, katakut-takot na kulitan at chikahan ang nangyari sa pagitan namin nila Camille at Shiela.
Gayunpaman, inaasahan kong ang Summer Class na ito ay magdudulot ng maganda at magiging isang magandang alaala para sa akin at syempre, pati na rin sa mga bago kong kaklase.
Sa araw na to, wala kaming ginawa kundi ang kilalanin ang bawat isa. Sa kasamaang palad, ahahhahah...walang pogi eh, o kaya ay gwapo. Hay, katakut-takot na kulitan at chikahan ang nangyari sa pagitan namin nila Camille at Shiela.
Gayunpaman, inaasahan kong ang Summer Class na ito ay magdudulot ng maganda at magiging isang magandang alaala para sa akin at syempre, pati na rin sa mga bago kong kaklase.
Kismeth..
"Didn't mean to take u for granted..
Didn't mean show i don't care..
Didn't mean to throw away this once in a lifetime chance of being with you..“
Ito ang mga linya ng kantang pinapangkiggan ko ngayon. Linya ng kantang gustong magpatulo ng mga nakaambang luha sa mga mata ko. Totoong umibig ako. Ako na manhid, galit sa mga lalaki,..ako na ayaw na merong nagkakagusto sa kanya ay natututong umibig. Pero, hindi kami para sa isa't isa. Sinaktan ko siya. Minaliit at pinaasa. Hindi ko siya naging boyfriend pero halos tila magkasintahan na ang naging turingan naming dalawa. Parang pinapatay ang puso ko sa bawat gabing siya ang naiisip ko. Tahimik kong isinisigaw sa tahimik na kanlungan ng gabi ang lihim kong pagdurusa. Pagdurusa na ako mismo ang gumawa.
Ngayon, sa malimit kong pagtingin sa facebook account nya (kahit binura ko na sya sa friendlist ko) ay nakikita kong masaya sya. At lihim na bumabangon sa dibdib ko ang isang inis at galit sa kanya. Sabi nya'y mahal nya ako. Pero ayut nakikita ko sa wall nya ang matatamis na mensahe nya sa isang babaeng masasabi kong mas maayos manamit at mag ayos sa akin. Doon ay napatunayan kong kay dali nyang nakalimot. Akala ko ba'y hindi na sya maghahanap nang iba pagka't nakita na nya ko.
Ngunit sa kabila ng inis na nadarama ko sa kanya ay lihim siyang pinasasalamatan ng naliwanagan kong isipin. Hindi ako dapat magtiwala agad dahil lamang sa matatamis na dila ng mga taong katulad niya.
Didn't mean show i don't care..
Didn't mean to throw away this once in a lifetime chance of being with you..“
Ito ang mga linya ng kantang pinapangkiggan ko ngayon. Linya ng kantang gustong magpatulo ng mga nakaambang luha sa mga mata ko. Totoong umibig ako. Ako na manhid, galit sa mga lalaki,..ako na ayaw na merong nagkakagusto sa kanya ay natututong umibig. Pero, hindi kami para sa isa't isa. Sinaktan ko siya. Minaliit at pinaasa. Hindi ko siya naging boyfriend pero halos tila magkasintahan na ang naging turingan naming dalawa. Parang pinapatay ang puso ko sa bawat gabing siya ang naiisip ko. Tahimik kong isinisigaw sa tahimik na kanlungan ng gabi ang lihim kong pagdurusa. Pagdurusa na ako mismo ang gumawa.
Ngayon, sa malimit kong pagtingin sa facebook account nya (kahit binura ko na sya sa friendlist ko) ay nakikita kong masaya sya. At lihim na bumabangon sa dibdib ko ang isang inis at galit sa kanya. Sabi nya'y mahal nya ako. Pero ayut nakikita ko sa wall nya ang matatamis na mensahe nya sa isang babaeng masasabi kong mas maayos manamit at mag ayos sa akin. Doon ay napatunayan kong kay dali nyang nakalimot. Akala ko ba'y hindi na sya maghahanap nang iba pagka't nakita na nya ko.
Ngunit sa kabila ng inis na nadarama ko sa kanya ay lihim siyang pinasasalamatan ng naliwanagan kong isipin. Hindi ako dapat magtiwala agad dahil lamang sa matatamis na dila ng mga taong katulad niya.
Saturday, April 02, 2011
Salamat...
Isa ako sa mga taong may malaking prinsipyo sa buhay. Prinsipyong, minsan, inaamin kong nagiging dahilan para isakripisyo ko ang mga bagay na nagpapasaya sakin. Madalas kong iniiyakan ang mga naisasakripisyo kong yon. Pero at the end of the day, sa awa ng Diyos, natututunan kong tanggapin iyon ng buong puso at maging masaya na lamang sa naging desisyon ko.
Noon, masasabi kong isa kong taong..hungkag. Tila ba ang buhay ko'y punong-puno ng hinanakit, galit, lungkot, at katanungang lalong nagdadagdag ng galit ko sa mundo. Inggit na inggit ako sa mga nasa paligid ko. Kahit kailanman ay mas nauuna kong pansinin ang mga panget na bagay at masasamang pangyayari na aking nararanasan at ang pagkanegatibo kong ito ay labis na humaharang sa mga magagandang bagay na biyaya sa akin ng Panginoon.
Pero, tunay ngang kaybuti ng Diyos. Ang buhay kong hungkag ay pinuno nya ng kulay. Unti-unti kong natutunang ngumiti sa bawat umagang nagigising ako dahil alam kong andyan lamang sya na nagbabantay sa akin. Sa bawat araw na nagdadaan, ang puso ko'y nagagalak pagkat mas lalo ko siyang nakikilala. Sa ganitong pangyayari, ang dating humuhikbi kong puso ay lagi nang may ngiti kahit na nahaharap ito sa mga hindi magagandang mga pangyayari.
Simula na ako ay napunta sa piling nya, hindi na ko nakaramdam pa ng pangmatagalang kaulungkutan at pagdurusa't pangungulila. Lagi ng ako'y may ngiti at napupuno ako ng inspirasyong mabuhay at itaguyod ang aking sarili. Salamat Panginoon sa paghipo mo sa aking puso.
Noon, masasabi kong isa kong taong..hungkag. Tila ba ang buhay ko'y punong-puno ng hinanakit, galit, lungkot, at katanungang lalong nagdadagdag ng galit ko sa mundo. Inggit na inggit ako sa mga nasa paligid ko. Kahit kailanman ay mas nauuna kong pansinin ang mga panget na bagay at masasamang pangyayari na aking nararanasan at ang pagkanegatibo kong ito ay labis na humaharang sa mga magagandang bagay na biyaya sa akin ng Panginoon.
Pero, tunay ngang kaybuti ng Diyos. Ang buhay kong hungkag ay pinuno nya ng kulay. Unti-unti kong natutunang ngumiti sa bawat umagang nagigising ako dahil alam kong andyan lamang sya na nagbabantay sa akin. Sa bawat araw na nagdadaan, ang puso ko'y nagagalak pagkat mas lalo ko siyang nakikilala. Sa ganitong pangyayari, ang dating humuhikbi kong puso ay lagi nang may ngiti kahit na nahaharap ito sa mga hindi magagandang mga pangyayari.
Simula na ako ay napunta sa piling nya, hindi na ko nakaramdam pa ng pangmatagalang kaulungkutan at pagdurusa't pangungulila. Lagi ng ako'y may ngiti at napupuno ako ng inspirasyong mabuhay at itaguyod ang aking sarili. Salamat Panginoon sa paghipo mo sa aking puso.
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