Sweet Thought

Forgiveness is not saying the one who hurt you was right. It’s stating that God is faithful and he will do what is right. ♥

A Great Gift

Unconditional Love

God’s love is not human. His love is not normal. His love sees your sin and loves you still. Does he approve of your error? No. Do you need to repent? Yes. But do you repent for his sake or yours? Yours. His ego needs no apology. His love needs no bolstering.

And he could not love you more than he does right now.

March 16. From Max Lucado’s Daily Devotional. ♥

Broken

There’s no use in trying when the pieces don’t fit anymore. Nevertheless, I won’t change. My feelings won’t change neither. I will always stay this way in love with you. I’m afraid that you’re about to leave me. I just can’t live without you. And keep in mind that I’m forever yours. :’(

Two Little Daisies.ü

I woke up around 9 in the morning, hearing Guy Sebastian and Jordin Sparks’ song entitled Art of Love. From that moment, I find the song irresistible. Aside from being a good song, it also has a nice significance. I rose at exactly 9:30AM. I’m more like of a sloth. Haha. I knew that I was home alone. That isn’t really new. I’m used being alone. I loved being alone. I appreciated being alone. True enough, I took a sip of black coffee and decided to go back to my room. I checked my research. Proofread it, edited some and laid it on my table.

I looked at my phone. It was already 10.30AM. Time flies swiftly. I can’t believe that. I never imagined that it took me some time to do those chores. Once again, headache strike in. I’m about to shout to lessen the pain when I heard my phone’s ringing. I can’t distinguish a message from a phone call since they have the same ring tone. Now you know how crazy I am. I checked and it was a message from my youngest sister. She’s my closest sibling. Though I don’t feel like sharing problems with her, I still find her as my most precious sister. She’s sweeter than an Oreo Hot Fudge or Maltesers, thoughtful than my ex-girlfriend and prettier than the world’s high paid actress.

I don’t call her hot. I always tell her she’s beautiful. She always hugs and kisses my mom whenever she gets the chance. That’s how sweet she is.

As I divert my attention to her message, I realized it was really a long one. Here it was.

Kuya, good morning! Kumusta? I love you.

Actually, I was surprised when I scrolled down the page because it was a message full of I love you. And it made me teary eyed because I can’t think of any person would love me as much as my sister does. I also love her to the extent that I even warned him not to look at boys and focus herself to school. And if ever a guy would hurt her, I will definitely go and leave my world just to exchange blows with the one who hurt her.

Together with my 4^th sibling, who happens to be the 2^nd youngest child in the family, we always take time to share stories with each other. I can always feel their genuine love for me because I can see their exhilaration every time I go back home. We always look forward on weekend. That’s the best time for us to talk incessantly and laugh optimistically.

Without these two little wonders that I have in my life, I would be, absolutely, a great loner. ü