In a Race that Matters

So much has happened this week. I have been bombarded with yokes one after another--all trying to weigh me down. Business hangs in the balance. Office life has turned mayhem with all shameful squabbles and issues challenging the soldier in me. Mundane concerns try to knife healthy passions. Businesswise, we have not received any good news from Jing's "business partners" whose transaction we hoped would change the entire landscape of Jing's businesses.We have been waiting and praying since June all along keeping our faith that everything would turn out as we hoped. Well, the waiting is still on, but one thing I am thankful for is the fact that the process we as a family went through and still go through is making us appreciative more of God's timing. How He has taught my hubby to wait patiently and trust everything to him is what delights me inwardly these days. Patience is a virtue that does not happen overnight and this was one area I was so pissed off with...

--> Kids have a way of saying things that amuse us no end. My eight-year old son who is on his 2 nd year of homeschooling under the umbrella of the Victory Christian School has lately been utering quotable quotes that sometimes make our thinking caps spin. At other times his ramblings would unexpectedly elicit chuckles from both Dad and me, with him as clueless as ever of his wit. An incident happened a few months ago, just weeks after Dad and Rovik arrived from a week-long vacation in Singapore . We (Dad, Rovik and me) were inside our L3 van on our way to Crossing Calamba. Rovik was unusually quiet and seemed absorbed in his thoughts. After a while, he asked the one question that both scared and thrilled me. (Let me take you in on that conversation) Rovik: Mom, how can one become the President of the Philippines ? Mom: (surprised) Why are you asking son? Do you want to be the President of the Philippines ? (Talk about answering a childish question...

I have been on pins and needles lately. I haven't felt like this for quite a long time--it's a cause for concern. Could it be that I have not been walking in faith, as I should? Could it be that I have been trusting much on the flesh? Or could it be that we are in for a test? What ever it is, I feel my defenses starting to crumble. I am (and we all are) at my Father's mercy. I need to unload this burden within, to experience once more the peace and joy that come from walking in close communion with my maker. Yup, I realize this race is hard, indeed. I need to be on my toes, with undivided and uninterrupted gaze on the cross -- the symbol of my strength, of triumph over evil. Oh, Father, you know what we are into right now. in whatever situation we may be in, please keep us in your fold always. You will never ever give us a load we can't bear. Grant us your heart that we may fervently seek your leading in our lives. We lay down on your feet all that we are, all that ...