10/10/10
10/10/10 is a Sunday, and I'll probably remember this day because of Mommy Cely, an old lady from church who shared her favorite passage in front of the congregation.
In my local church, we do this thing called Passion Verses where we memorize Bible passages week after week and recite them together. Our assignment last week was different: we were to pick a favorite passage, commit it to memory, and explain why it's our favorite in the first place.
When the pastor asked who was ready, Mommy Cely, a graceful, gracious woman in her 70's, raised her hand, slowly made her way to the pulpit, took the microphone, and for the next few minutes, gave glory to Jesus Christ. What she said struck me and moved some of my churchmates to tears.
She said she is old. Her husband, Daddy Pacing, is old and has a heart problem. Her age doesn't shield her from anxiety, fear, or worry. What if one day she wakes up alone, without anyone by her side? Her children all live separate lives now. What would happen to her?
She said she takes great comfort from God's wonderful promise in Isaiah 46:4, which she recited to us:
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Today, though, I'm still a 23-year old, struggling with med school, harboring petty worries, and fighting against youthful pride. For the fun of it, I took this picture of myself from my study to help me remember that in 10/10/10, I looked exactly like this. Parang si Jeiel Guarino lang at ang matinding pose niya sa Basement Idol catalog.
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In my local church, we do this thing called Passion Verses where we memorize Bible passages week after week and recite them together. Our assignment last week was different: we were to pick a favorite passage, commit it to memory, and explain why it's our favorite in the first place.
When the pastor asked who was ready, Mommy Cely, a graceful, gracious woman in her 70's, raised her hand, slowly made her way to the pulpit, took the microphone, and for the next few minutes, gave glory to Jesus Christ. What she said struck me and moved some of my churchmates to tears.
She said she is old. Her husband, Daddy Pacing, is old and has a heart problem. Her age doesn't shield her from anxiety, fear, or worry. What if one day she wakes up alone, without anyone by her side? Her children all live separate lives now. What would happen to her?
She said she takes great comfort from God's wonderful promise in Isaiah 46:4, which she recited to us:
Even to your old age I will be the same,If the Lord does allow me to reach that age, may I be so consumed with love for Jesus Christ, like Mommy Cely is.
And even to your graying years I will bear you!
I have done it, and I will carry you;
And I will bear you and I will deliver you.
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Today, though, I'm still a 23-year old, struggling with med school, harboring petty worries, and fighting against youthful pride. For the fun of it, I took this picture of myself from my study to help me remember that in 10/10/10, I looked exactly like this. Parang si Jeiel Guarino lang at ang matinding pose niya sa Basement Idol catalog.
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3 Comments:
Oh, that, if He wills it, I may be too. :-)
About your picture, you still look virtually the same to me as you did five years ago. What's your secret, Lance? Some Vicky Belo special cream? Hehehe.
Jef, I use this soap called Safeguard.
Hahaha. I figured. :-)
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