<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897622845620494972</id><updated>2011-12-31T02:39:09.204+08:00</updated><category term='Shadow Christmas'/><category term='Facade of Fake Joy'/><category term='Waking up by a Little Child'/><category term='Healing Heart'/><category term='trust'/><category term='Delayed Charity works'/><category term='Genuine Friendship'/><category term='oftenly says'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='Little Voices (part 3)'/><category term='Thank you for the Gift of Friendship'/><category term='Romantic Soul'/><category term='Rock my World'/><category term='Sadness felt  Without the Little Angel'/><category term='Dining with a Tough Friend'/><category term='Little Voices (Part 2)'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Visit My Grandma or Not?'/><category term='Oppurtunity knocks once'/><category term='Travelling Pen'/><category term='9 mornings'/><category term='Glory Of friendship'/><category term='Heart of Internet World'/><category term='Angel Eyes Song'/><category term='Little Voices1'/><category term='Steps of Remedy for Depression'/><category term='On Behalf I Carry a Heart'/><category term='i love you goodbye'/><category term='Everything happens for a Reason'/><category term='Normal High'/><category term='Shortage of Money'/><category term='Hired for Friends'/><category term='Little Angel Came Home'/><category term='Empty our Hearts for Unconditional Love'/><category term='Love and Destiny'/><category term='Lost  Love'/><category term='Moving another chapter of my Faith'/><category term='Tagged for Ante'/><category term='Right Kind of  Web'/><category term='Hold my Hand--said God'/><category term='If love meant to be'/><category term='My Untitled Attitude Problem'/><category term='Girls attracts'/><category term='Call from mr. sweetie'/><category term='Scared of Commitments'/><category term='Perfect Shoe'/><category term='Cherish A Loving Lady Doctor'/><category term='New Beginigns'/><category term='Sincere Heart takes Integrity'/><category term='One True Love'/><category term='scuba diving'/><category term='obedience'/><category term='SingleLady'/><category term='Heart&apos;s Journey'/><category term='Law of ten fold return'/><category term='Pound of  Goodness'/><category term='Ten Years of Love Crashed Away'/><category term='Can I Managed a New Role'/><category term='My Worry rides in A tricycle'/><category term='Jollibee Day'/><category term='A Fake Infatuation'/><category term='acceptance love'/><category term='Two Years of Friendship'/><category term='love'/><category term='Child Like Joy'/><category term='Pretty wise Interview'/><category term='PNRC captives'/><title type='text'>SeraphimsNote</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seraphimsnote.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897622845620494972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seraphimsnote.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>seraphimblue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05652107205418575281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22M3R_vW1Jk/SFAJ7bRZ4pI/AAAAAAAAAAY/q9e-NYYHhVg/S220/Nhatzz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897622845620494972.post-2782978794989193488</id><published>2011-12-18T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:55:38.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving another chapter of my Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>9 mornings: Learning the value of sacrifice, obedience and trusting in him in times of great sadness and trials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mxprww11HK0/Tu4M4gnerPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jX-FI_QJZ8w/s1600/star4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mxprww11HK0/Tu4M4gnerPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jX-FI_QJZ8w/s400/star4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687497544383245554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE: DECEMBER17, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 mornings: Learning the value of sacrifice, obedience and trusting in him in times of great sadness and trials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I attend the mass but I was never along. I’m with my sister donna. I’m happy that even I wake up late than her usual time of 2:30 am, my heart was filled with gladness because its like the same old days, attending early mass with my sibling and family as well. Even, I felt so tired that I travelled another dimension again. Well, the mass goes well, with new priest standing in front of the altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart shouts with glee, as I brilliantly sings praise and joy to our savior. I’m filled with joy because I was able to attend the 3rd day. Even, if my eyes slowly wants to close and sleep; I was able to managed and follow the songs of praise of alleluia and other songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sermon gives a very enormous impact to my well being. Every little words, our priest spokes enlightened my whole being. It’s like a candle burning so bright that it cuts my eyes. I guess, there is no great sacrifice that Papa Jesus had did and also her mother, mama Mary. No man can live up to all the sufferings, they both gave. The acceptance of doing all the chores of responsibility and carrying the child on her womb without any complain, only she gave her whole trust that our dear God will never leave him and forsaken him. She decided to put all her beliefs in him. She patiently says “yes” without doubt and confusion; she obediently carries the baby for the salvation of human kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest, intricately explain the value of having deep faith in our dear Lord. That any sad eventful days of your life will be no compared of the love he gave to us. That every trial, challenges, problems and frustrations that you felt will turn out to be the best way to be know and be close to him. That no matter what happen, he promises that he would never leave or forsaken you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sermon became so interesting; when he elaborately tells about the plan of our dear Lord. That man always makes plan to their future. That no matter how lucid the future it seems to be and whenever a goal or dreams does not comply with the original schedule. There always be his will. Sometime we enormously feel a great fear and coward like actions within ourselves. We end up being stagnant and scared of risking every decision because we are totally not giving up to him. We seldom believe, that the only way to survived in this world is to completely trust in him…..that’s the way it should be and that the only way to truly be close to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt relieved; but, as I write this I was able to understand slowly; its day 3, after, me and my sister bought a “puto bong bong and lugaw and ate it after the mass at home. Well, I’m glad we did some bonding in simbang gabi.  &lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, one miracle happen, a text came by at night; MIAA wants me back. I have my OJT again. I hope and I believe that our dear Lord will bless and guide me. As I worked towards the same premises who broke my heart. May it healed as I go back and worked again. May he guide us all with his love, comfort and understanding…see yah the next morning…  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;GOD IS GOOD AND LOVING, WE JUST NEED TO BE AWARE OF HIS CALL AND TO OUR CELESTIAL SURROUNDINGS BECAUSE HIS HERE AND EVEN THE LITTLE THING WE SEE, HIS ALL AROUND US!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU , PAPA GOD FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE FOR ME!!!PRAISE AND GLORY TO YOU OH LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I was excited, not because it’s been the tradition and during the times I worked at the airport; I ordinarily missed the opportunity to complete it because of my bizarre 24 hours work at the medical division. But, I wanted to attend the mass even I’m alone, single and cold. I still, feel the warmth of embrace of our dear Lord. You know why, someone woke me up, someone told me that I need to get up in my bed to start my novena and my sacrifice for this coming Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;Few are chosen to have that special someone to be with them at “Simbang Gabi”. Maybe, some still, at the courting stage that usually happens outside the church or rather some first time meet up’s that resulted in a long and loving relationship. Some could be walking along the streets looking at the colourful lights of “parol” decorations at the post or some staring at the flickering stars above the clouds. Yes, even the blue moon stares at you and smiling. You are not alone. As you, navigate and smell the sweet aroma of “puto bong bong and bibingka”. That you will selectively buy after the mass behind the thought bubbles of your head.  Indeed, that’s what I’m thinking and I’ll buy those delicious foods and eat it for my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;The cold and dark morning doesn’t stop me from getting into the mass. As I walked and get a tricycle so I could sit in front and as I listen to the sermon. Yes, I arrived at exactly 3:30 am. Actually, the church is already flooding with people. I almost lost my seat at the front row. But, luckily, I was seated with electric fan near me. &lt;br /&gt;I may be single and I believe there are alike me, nowadays. Rather, we choose to be and it doesn’t make any hindrance to be with our dear creator. Even, we agree that is much joy having a loving partner beside us during this wonderful morning. I guess, this is the way it is and we could never change it. Yes, for the mean time, temporarily available.&lt;br /&gt;Time surpass so quickly, I managed to cling, understand and kept the wisdom that our parish priest imparted to me. As I carry the lesson, in able to have a deeper relationship with our dear Lord, we need to invest time. If, we wanted get to know him more. We must devote ourselves in praying. He said, we need to pray in all aspect of our lives so we could learn to love him more. But, that’s not all. We need some actions and we need to have that kind of compassion for others. To act generously not because it’s the right thing to do but it’s the way we get closer to him. So, I decided that after the “Simbang Gabi”. I’ll write every little thing that I will encounter during my 9 mornings. All the sermons and simple things, maybe, in the end; miracles do happen. Yet, Singleness could be so lonely and frustrating. You decide what you want and you deal with all circumstances that come your way and now, you walked alone at “Simbang Gabi” while, others have their loved one’s and crush beside them. Well, amazingly, you will surpass it. We will both complete the 9 mornings, even, I’m starting a new life and I pray for a bright, exciting and magical future next year. Bear in mind, sacrifices are made to find true happiness. So, let me explicitly say, smile even you are “SINGLE” because it’s a gift. Life will turn around. See it and believe. However, I need to ask a big question, why are you attending the 9 morning mass? You knew the answer, I know, what you are thinking. I also wish that. So, follow my journey of 9 mornings; let’s see if it truly works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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That he won’t fulfil all your dreams anymore. Both wishes, of happily ever after will be thrown away. Until, a tragic fate comes without knowing that permanently his gone into your life. It’s like you submerged in a black, dark ocean blinded. That deep inside your soul, your spirits subsides and your body is numb. That you can’t feel anything, slowly your teardrops fall and you can’t breathe. You can feel your heart like a scattered glass thrown in a wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that’s what I felt upon watching the movie at cinema one, the grief, hope, envy and unconditional love reflecting on each character they portray. A grief that elicits a profound loss and longing of love that forever be a sweet memory to remember. To hope a fruitful finale that shares joy for a lifetime. A man’s envy that battles between true love and great love. The shadow casting of tremendous love overpowering the soul of each audience capturing one’s emotion and the reality of commitment and sacrifice to show the real meaning of LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pour such thundering emotions, as I wept my tears up. I cried not because I wanted to feel the acceptance of letting the one you love go. Not because you want to see him/her happy or you want him/her to fulfil his/her dreams. But, I dwell my heart on that scene to let go of all the pains that love makes me feel during all the years had gone by. To cry and be brave, to be hopeful and to dream again that even you loss the one you love, by accident, fate, your mistake or either your own decisions. You need to be strong that any scar will be healed, that anytime the wound will close naturally. That by saying “goodbye” is not the end, but, a new beginning to explore new horizons. To know the real you, to search for new skills and talents that is within u that u kept for a long time. To forgive all the resentments, frustrations and disappointments other causes you to feel empty and lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that everything happens for a reason. You can never plan ahead, no matter how much you want the day to be perfect. As you stare, people around you does not look the same way you see life. Maybe, if one terminates you it doesn’t mean he doesn’t agree with your capabilities. However, it’s an eye opener into your soul; that let you choose and decide what path you should cross, either you let the stream flowing with positive currents or be stagnant like a soft, brown soil waiting for a lily to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting someone go, losing the one that you love most either it’s a person, work, career or family; the most important thing you should remember is to write down the things you’ve learned. Even, how kind you are, how generous you will be and how genuine your friendship or love it may be. All things our temporarily made, memories will stay, the good and bad times will be lingered. But, as dark clouds occluded your visions, the sun still shines so bright, a new dawn will ordinarily comes….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, loving and having that kind of devotion and commitment will be intact, within your spirit and soul. The immensity of love you put up will always be there in your heart no matter what. You create a wondrous feeling that no one can replace. When, you feel that you can’t fight the pain anymore and you stopped wishing for true love. You pause for a while, look at the dark clouds above you, stare at them for a few minutes until you see a miniscule of light, scintillating with brilliance, even a tiny diamond light matter; suddenly, appear on your sight because no matter how lonely you might be, there will always be a flickering star waiting for you. As you let him be the guide to continue to believe that true love still exists……. 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However, my mom first saw the little Angel, with little blood on the nursery room near the Operating Room, while, the Nurse is cleaning up the child.. Her name is Alessandria Cassiel Regino Tugade, she was the baby girl of my youngest sister Ma. Donna. The labor is quite difficult. The event was so intense and so tiring but the result is quite touching and overwhelming. We went to the Hospital on May 20, 2009 at 1:30 pm in the afternoon. I can't believe that my sister is carrying her child for 10 months. Yes, indeed, it's quite overdue for the baby in her womb that is why we decided to go and let the baby be delivered on the exact Ultra Sound date at May 20, 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sense into my nerves how nervous my mom is. How she felt the pain that my sister will be encountering such labor pain for a normal delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's not easy. She was admitted at 2pm, then, we came into the a small room with only small electric fan hanging on the wall because there are no available air conditioned room at those time. So,we bear the burden and heat of the summer. But, it's fine with us as long as my sister delivered the baby well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna left us at 8:00 pm  for her to be induced. As, the Medical Doctor do some Initial Evaluation to check how many centimeter the pelvis inlet had open. But, sadly, it's just 2cm wide, not enough for a baby to be fit because it should be 9cm.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and I visited her at the Labor Room, the nurses are all taking good care of her and monitoring all the vital signs of the baby and my sister. Even, she's so thirsty, she patiently prayed and take the moment as it is for the baby to be perfectly healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we are left in the small room. Sweating so hard, while, we sleep and rest for a while. My mom continue to worried and even argue if my sister and the child is doing fine the whole evening. As we asked the nursing station, if both of them are safe. With the Lord's guidance, they are both well and sleeping soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the following morning, we checked my sister's upstairs. Sadly, the pelvis had just open up for 1 cm only. That is why my mom is so worried and afraid for the child and her daughter that they might be weak because of long hours of labor. No response had taken. Until, my mom decided that she needs to talked to her Obstetrician, her Doctor that she need to deliver the baby before 8pm that night or else. We can never tell what will happen. We need to prevent some terrible things to happen because my mom had the same scenario when she was pregnant with my sister Donna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Lady Doctor, decided to do some x-ray for the pelvic inlet, if they will continue to be in normal delivery or Cesarian. But, my mom became so anxious because our money is not enough to pay the bills because we knew that my sister is on normal delivery. Then, the result came, the pelvic inlet is too small for the baby and if the doctor will force it, her uterus will explode. So, the Doctor told us that it is need to be operated for cesarian. Even, our budget is too short. Our dear Father in Heaven gave us blessings and grace. He use some people to help us. My Aunt who came from Hawaii send some money to help us and I called my Uncle who is Attorney to help us too and he agreed so the following day before we discharged with the Angels guiding us. We paid the bills and the remaining balance will be paid to other people who lend us some for my sister's pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if we prayed within our hearts. Our Father Almighty will guide and comfort us. With all our adversity and troubles, He never abandon us. He loves us so much that he will not forsaken us. We just need to ask and knock because his ears are ready to listen and his heart are wide open to embrace us. His unconditional love and grace surrounds us always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At present, I have taken the new role of an Aunt to my pretty cute niece named AC. As I embraced, kissed, cradle and feed her. I want her to feel how much I love her and her Mom. She might not have a father but my love and support will never changed because I simply love her unconditionally. Our house had brighten up, a new love and hope surrounds us all, with love and faith in our Savior, dear Lord. As, I thank him for making them safe and healthy. May the Good Lord guide us always. May Mama Mary and all my saints pray for us always. May our Angels watches and comforts us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank thee with all my heart and strong faith in God reign forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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They cheer up in mystrerious ways. Be touched and feel their wings embracing you. Here’s a list of Angel Number for you to read. Reflect and realized that once in your life, You have been touched by an Angel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number Sequences From The Angels &lt;br /&gt;by Doreen Virtue, Ph.D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels do their best to get our attention and to communicate with us. In this way, they help us heal our own lives. However, we often discount the signs they give us, writing them off as mere coincidences or our imagination. The angels say: “We can’t write our messages to you in the sky. You’ve got to pay attention and believe when you see any patterns forming in your life — especially in response to any questions or prayers you’ve posed. When you hear the same song repeatedly or see the same number sequence, who do you think is behind this? Your angels, of course!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your angels often communicate messages to you by showing you sequences of numbers. They do this in two ways. First, they subtly whisper in your ear so you’ll look up in time to notice the clock’s time or a phone number on a billboard. The angels hope you’ll be aware that you’re seeing this same number sequence repeatedly. For instance, you may frequently see the number sequence 111, and it seems every time you look at a clock the time reads 1:11 or 11:11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second way in which angels show you meaningful number sequences is by physically arranging for, say, a car to drive in front of you that has a specific license plate number they want you to see. Those who are aware of this phenomenon become adept at reading the meaning of various license plates. In this way, the angels will actually give you detailed messages. Here are the basic meanings of various number sequences. However, your own angels will tell you if your situation holds a different meaning for you. Ask your angels, “What are you trying to tell me?” and they’ll happily give you additional information to help decode their numeric meanings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111 — Monitor your thoughts carefully, and be sure to only think about what you want, not what you don’t want. This sequence is a sign that there is a gate of opportunity opening up, and your thoughts are manifesting into form at record speeds. The 111 is like the bright light of a flash bulb. It means the universe has just taken a snapshot of your thoughts and is manifesting them into form. Are you pleased with what thoughts the universe has captured? If not, correct your thoughts (ask your angels to help you with this if you have difficulty controlling or monitoring your thoughts). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;222 — Our newly planted ideas are beginning to grow into reality. Keep watering and nurturing them, and soon they will push through the soil so you can see evidence of your manifestation. In other words, don’t quit five minutes before the miracle. Your manifestation is soon going to be evident to you, so keep up the good work! Keep holding positive thoughts, keep affirming, and continue visualizing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;333 — The Ascended Masters are near you, desiring you to know that you have their help, love, and companionship. Call upon the Ascended Masters often, especially when you see the number 3 patterns around you. Some of the more famous Ascended Masters include: Jesus, Moses, Mary, Quan Yin, and Yogananda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;444 — The angels are surrounding you now, reassuring you of their love and help. Don’t worry because the angels’ help is nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;555 — Buckle your seatbelts. A major life change is upon you. This change should not be viewed as being "positive" or "negative," since all change is but a natural part of life’s flow. Perhaps this change is an answer to your prayers, so continue seeing and feeling yourself being at peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;666 — Your thoughts are out of balance right now, focused too much on the material world. This number sequence asks you to balance your thoughts between heaven and earth. Like the famous "Sermon on the Mount," the angels ask you to focus on spirit and service, and know your material and emotional needs will automatically be met as a result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;777 — The angels applaud you…congratulations, you’re on a roll! Keep up the good work and know your wish is coming true. This is an extremely positive sign and means you should also expect more miracles to occur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888 — A phase of your life is about to end, and this is a sign to give you forewarning to prepare. This number sequence may mean you are winding up an emotional career, or relationship phase. It also means there is light at the end of the tunnel. In addition, it means, “The crops are ripe. Don’t wait to pick and enjoy them.” In other words, don’t procrastinate making your move or enjoying fruits of your labor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;999 — Completion. This is the end of a big phase in your personal or global life. Also, it is a message to lightworkers involved in Earth healing and means, "Get to work because Mother Earth needs you right now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;000 — A reminder you are one with God, and to feel the presence of your Creator’s love within you. Also, it is a sign that a situation has gone full circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Light Times... 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But, when I first seen his scintillating eyes and I noticed his innocent and sweet face.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I realized, I'm in love again. Once, an Old lady told me that she wanted to give my cell phone number to a friend whom he trusted.A kind person who knows how to love faithfully. Then, I just laughed. As i speak, I'll just gave the number of my closest girl pal. I believe that we could match them up.So, they could be soul mates. I don't like to have a relationship because I just finish to a complicated incident. I've told her that I'm afraid to love again because I'm too confused about my life and failed goals that depressed me so much. Even, loneliness and desperation occurs in my everyday scenario. I've been brave to fight all the obstacles and all the responsibility. But, having someone to really love me, gives me an overwhelming joy that I wished I would have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day, one conversation and one smile.I already gave my number to her, the lady who takes care of a VIP Comfort Room at The Manila International Airport, she's like a second mother to me so I trusted her. Then, she smiled and giggled. She will be praying and wishing that we will like each other. A cupid and a match maker in the making, she giggled with sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happen so fast, like a lightning strike, it suddenly hits my heart. Like a cold breeze in the morning, it came, it changed my life and it gives a loving happiness in my heart. The love we shared is so extraordinary and her love comforts my soul and lighten up my day. He inspired me and I inspired him everyday. Every joy , we felt counts all the glitters in the sky. Worries and troubles disappears our way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for bringing him into my life and for saying yes to Mother VK. Maybe, If I have not taken the risk to fall in love again, I'm still, lonely and alone. Despite of all the pains and bucket of tears, I have experienced before, I do take another step to love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I spent with him, is like rays of happiness flown by the wings of an Angel parading in the clouds. His smile and the way he looks at me overpowers the sincerity and innocence of his love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not knew, if it will last for eternity but for sure, I'll take care and love him. The moment, he hold my hand in the Church. I have felt the beats of my heart again, longing to show my real and genuine love. As I asked my Angel Uriel a sign, a white featherly thing came floating into the wind. Indeed, Uriel answered me, Ray is like a rays of shine that powers my heart, soul and life. Yet, were new with the relationship, with trust and genuine love, our love will bloom with faith in God, respect, honesty and faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered Ray, March 3, 2009 and I take the risk to feel that one special True Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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When, you dug on a mine 60 ft below filled with diamonds and Gold. Some says if you reach heaven, you can find jewels of happiness crowning your head as you reach the hands of our creator. While, pirates finds a map, fought and travel around each island to find hidden treasures in the caves or in ancient ships sunk hundred feet below the ocean floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I dwell in the joy of having a friend. Whenever, I share my deepest feelings, struggling times, personal pain, joy and suffering that we both celebrate the goal of having a successful life, love and career. That is all shared and remembered.  The sincerity and real friendship are more valuable than any possessions in this World. So, I inspired others to find the Gold. A real Beauty of Friendship that last forever. A joy that brings a cheerful melody that entails the true meaning of Friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that never frets&lt;br /&gt;One that never pitied others failures&lt;br /&gt;One that never thinks his/her own interest&lt;br /&gt;One that communicates with a heart&lt;br /&gt;One that has humility and compassion to give love&lt;br /&gt;One that gives trust and loyalty&lt;br /&gt;One that encourages to live life and positively&lt;br /&gt;One that marks real intentions of true friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up: The Glory of Friendship exists beyond time. All pains could be heal at the right hour and place.  This is the Story that I wanted to share that determines how great is to have a True Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grew up together on the same neighborhood. Her Mom died when she was 7 years old. She had never experienced having a mom on her side. Even she had a Dad, she never felt she is loved especially when her Second Mom came. Ordinarily, we play after school that’s why we became so close. She became my Best friend and even like a Sister. Indeed, every Christmas and New Year we both celebrate it joyously. During our child hood days, life is easy and fun. As years goes by. We went to different Colleges, have new set of friends. But, days had been less.  I have been busy in my Studies and so concentrated on achieving my dreams that I have forgotten a Friend who loves me dearly. We lost our connections. We misinterpret our own actions and we lost our Friendship.  I cried for losing her and I have never valued her so much. I accepted my mistakes for losing her. I apologized but she never accepts so I let destiny takes its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until, a tragic incident happens. Her Grandmother died. Maybe, God directs our way for us to rekindle our Friendship.  Time heal all wounds as they say. Still, our love and compassion are in our hearts. All words are inexpressible. We just embrace so tight and cried, were best of friends again.  Now, she had a 3 year old girl, though sometimes she visits and lived with us. She has been a part of our Family. Her Child had been our Angel who gives us joy on our turmoil world and loneliness. Marian comforts me during those times that I wanted to give up because of too much obligations in Family, Work, Love and Career. She and her child cheer up my mom to shift her depression stage into a cheerful glow. She tells me to hold on to our dear Lord and be hopeful that we can surpass all this trials we had. Vice versa, I have been a great adviser to her in terms of her Husband’s dilemma and her confused stage if she will pursue teaching or not.  I have been there to comfort her and give her a pat on the head when her decisions are drifting its path. I’ve been very vocal on her mistakes on her marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I believe, even our communications snaps out again. I can determine that we can trust and always be there to each other, no matter what happens we will always care and love each other.  Our friendship will remain strong. We may lose our way. But, For In our hearts, our genuine friendship, love and trust will always remain. We value each other. We value our True Friendship. I found the Glory of Friendship Like I found Christ in her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897622845620494972-8286793689275205580?l=seraphimsnote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seraphimsnote.blogspot.com/feeds/8286793689275205580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897622845620494972&amp;postID=8286793689275205580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897622845620494972/posts/default/8286793689275205580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897622845620494972/posts/default/8286793689275205580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seraphimsnote.blogspot.com/2009/01/filipina-in-lebanon-hero-in-our.html' title='A Filipina in Lebanon: A Hero in our Generation!'/><author><name>seraphimblue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05652107205418575281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22M3R_vW1Jk/SFAJ7bRZ4pI/AAAAAAAAAAY/q9e-NYYHhVg/S220/Nhatzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897622845620494972.post-8534482768116113030</id><published>2009-01-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:44:34.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Beginigns'/><title type='text'>A New Beginning this 2009</title><content type='html'>Now, it's  2009. Time eludes so quickly like the wind that only touches your skin.&lt;br /&gt;A New day to start a delightful event to Cherish, Hope, find Serenity and regain new fond Happiness, Success in Career and even in Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty-Five minutes is left on my Digital Clock before January 2, 2009 strikes. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed. We celebrated the New Year with good food, many small round fruits , sweet delights of salad and graham , couple of ham, chicken and roasted sirloin. &lt;br /&gt;The event was filled with joy with my Mom, Dad, siblings like Donna and Jun, together with Marian my Best friend and her baby kid Tintin, she's my kid too anyway and Donna's New Boyfriend Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Air is filled with Joy, for next year. A New family Member will be born, to bring Hope, Love, Comfort and Real Happiness and Contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked our dear Lord for the food we had shared in the table , for the guidance and love he gave all throughout the year and that he may continue to bless us all with his Love, Comfort and his Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, the colorful fireworks displayed on the clouds on our Second Floor. We ate our Media Noche and prayed. Then, Tintin wants to take a sleep. her Mom along her side. As I waited for her, she never came out in the room. probably, she slept, she's tired of all the preparation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was left alone, watching DVD of Anaconda 3 and Made Of Honor.  I can't believe on January. I was alone , watching, eating the Ham and Salad while drinking some shut of Generoso Brandy in the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Life still goes on. Time still ticks. Like the movie I watched. I want someone who will love me, whom I trust and whom who will truly care. Those are my lines, the exact dialoque that I always say towards my Sister and Friends. Even,  Alone, single or Married, Love still echoes in my heart.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished this 2009 will be a beautiful, exciting, independent , romantic year for me. I know, I'm not getting any younger that I need to say "I do". But, I hope with our dear Lord helping and guiding me each step I make. I'll be able to choose or someone will came by to be my Loving and faithful Husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Hopes are high, as high as my Faith In God. May all the Families be joyous in simple life, be content and be satisfied on what they have, Good Health, Love and Peace may reign the entire Human Race and all through out the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New year...Cheers to 2009....Year of the Ox!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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But, what if you attract the same charge you had. It’s amazing but it simply does apply to the real world. The Law of Attraction really does fit for your own set of record. &lt;br /&gt; Yes, there were times. Some, lady wished to have a good and serious conversation. Share some insight, learn new things and try some new sports or hobby to be familiar of how mankind does his own move.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But, as we face the rules of cyber world, even it’s indefinite, unreal and imaginative. One might caught in addiction, chatting, sharing vivid ideas or creating a new world of their own. A conference Room where only two or more people hooked up having and sharing the same set of ideas, naughty thoughts, dreams and inspirations. They end up liking or just be as completely stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Be aware of people who disguise themselves as Friendly and good in nature but it turns out that they are not the people you knew they are. Don’t simply base a person through a conversation, not only in writing or opinions. Watch out their words, don’t be deceived. Watch out their style of lies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Though it bothers my senses, so I tried to do some researched and test some men. If there are real Man who really doesn’t knew how to Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There is one guy, his young, gorgeous, fabulous at work and in family, intelligent, speak so wisely, secretive individual, a loner, manipulative, a programmer of their own thinking, selfish in denial, Self-centered, Ego tripping, wealth gupping, a well achiever, ambitious in nature. A Wise individual who experience to fight their own life. A man who survived death, who doesn’t shared his grief and happiness. A good and caring friend but no ideal loving partner. His been a special friend for almost 2 years now , an ex-military young men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The second one is, a man who plays around with girls, a bachelor at age of 30 and up, who loves to chat and meet woman online, one who seeks freedom, no commitment, no definition of love, loving is indefinite word for him, intelligent in nature but narrow-minded in thinking, cannot be influence, a man who resides alone, happiness seem by having new gadgets and games. A mind of test and maze, he do things on his own will, doesn’t care of anyone, afraid to the real world of relationship and commitment, stubborn and unreal to his self, Self-preserve, cannot be treasured as a friend even us intimate partner. A casual friend, a stranger on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, be cautious with those kind of men. Some women can’t help to fall in love with their charm and intelligence could easily won a girl’s heart. Yes, indeed it’s positive. It could happen. The sad part is they fell on the trap and ending up being hurt. There is 60 percent probability, that a women attracts the same set of attitudes and characteristics they have. Why do girls magnetize those kind of men, because they let them be part of their life, they knew the signs but they ignore. Some  ladies fall in love because some hope for a fairy tale ending. But, they end up choosing the wrong man and they attract it themselves due to fears and unreal commitment they make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But, I believe there is still goodness in one’s heart. Love could be learn if one can be able to sacrifice for their own happiness. People should learn give real love, sincere and honest love even the other half would not return it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897622845620494972-2957143440200310831?l=seraphimsnote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seraphimsnote.blogspot.com/feeds/2957143440200310831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8897622845620494972&amp;postID=2957143440200310831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897622845620494972/posts/default/2957143440200310831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897622845620494972/posts/default/2957143440200310831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seraphimsnote.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-or-visit-my-grandma-what-will-it.html' title='Work or Visit My Grandma, What will it Be?'/><author><name>seraphimblue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05652107205418575281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22M3R_vW1Jk/SFAJ7bRZ4pI/AAAAAAAAAAY/q9e-NYYHhVg/S220/Nhatzz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897622845620494972.post-7792371887609964235</id><published>2008-11-01T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:21:50.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and Destiny'/><title type='text'>“You’re my Love, My Destiny”</title><content type='html'>I light a candle, I prayed  for you&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt a guy&lt;br /&gt;I wished for someone to came by&lt;br /&gt;Is it you, I’ve been waiting &lt;br /&gt;Does my sign really works for you&lt;br /&gt;If you’re the one&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay longer&lt;br /&gt;Will your love be pure&lt;br /&gt;Will you be sincere in your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;For a real guy to pass by&lt;br /&gt;Did my wish granted?&lt;br /&gt;Is he my prince charming?  &lt;br /&gt;Whom I loved&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my Life&lt;br /&gt;To whom I will share&lt;br /&gt;My loneliness and grief&lt;br /&gt;And even the hardships&lt;br /&gt;And difficulties in Life&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to give yourself&lt;br /&gt;To your one and only love&lt;br /&gt;Whom you will share your life with&lt;br /&gt;Are you the one for me&lt;br /&gt;Whose sent from Heavens above&lt;br /&gt;If I love you faithfully&lt;br /&gt;Will you love me faithfully&lt;br /&gt;Will you love me back&lt;br /&gt;If I will care for you&lt;br /&gt;Would you even care for me&lt;br /&gt;A little&lt;br /&gt; But, I’ll still give you &lt;br /&gt;My Unconditional Love&lt;br /&gt;If you were my Destiny&lt;br /&gt;Can I hold you Forever,&lt;br /&gt;My Love……..&lt;br /&gt;by: Seraphimblue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone believes that there someone meant for them to share their love for eternity, someone who will be there for them until their hair turns grey. A love that is everlasting, one who loves dearly, faithfully with trust and respect. Everyone wished that her destiny is near, As you wish for a falling star. Someday, our wishes will meet and will fall our near and whisper those words. "I do, love you so forever"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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