some thoughts

happy yes i am. and i know im one of the happiest person in this whole damn world. wahahaha.
today is 07-24-2009, yup and i got it so positively positive.
God's blessing is really endless.
who could have thought?.. well we did, we love it. thats why its there.
ha.ha.ha. God really hears our fervent prayer.
and we know God will help us through whatever that will be.
because i believe God gives us what really our hearts desire,
and that he never gives us what we cannot carry.
charannnn....
and again the excitement is unexplainable.
i have so many worries.
worries not about the gift,
but with others.
of which i was thinkin' im not suppose to worry about that.
it should be nonsense to me now. since i have to form my own family
still i cannot hide the idea of i have to look back at those and ponder
and sometimes yea i have to say i was bitter
but then i tried holding on to what is essential.
above all those i know LOVE is in the air for me as always.
and that is what i have been my line ever since.
i have been hurt and i may have hurt someone along the way,
i may have made others to cry, or i have made others think negatively
towards me, but then i say to you, i don't hold your heart nor your brain
to think to feel like that, i may have caused it in purpose of which i am trying and tried not to,
im sorry, still LOVE is what i hold on to.
motherhood really gives you something so much of what is what if and what about.
my family is growing, and i have to teach them right values, together with my husband,
although yeah as of now im kinda confused over "Did i do the right thing?"
i don't think so, etc etc etc..
and so i have to give myself credit for that, since i have told myself that i cannot.
and i don't want to get hurt along the way or short and simple.
i am just trying to avoid and much evil side of me to be revealed.

thoughts are pointless. to others it is. to me perhaps.
i just want to let it go. and sleep well.

xoxo

hold on. still thinking,.

thoughts. aw...
but it seems that i need some quite time over that.

lately i have been so lame of going to the usual area of the city
the bank.
i dunno why. i just had this hmmmm.. do i need cash?
ha!ha!.. i guess the time i became a mom to princess, a single cent matters
now that what i call mommy diaries.
but when it comes to food i don't take any chances of keeping it in, as long as it is healthy.
what?.. healthy?
do i hear healthy food?.... hahah...
yes healthy food for her. for us?... nahhh for me for sure it would be like binge.
reasons now i know. because of my body and my brain tricked me of i need to eat because i lack of sleep.
excuses.
i have lots of them, even you can have loads of 'em.
food is now in check, hubby needs to have that healthy lifestyle.
come with the rainiest season ever! as for me.. yah... rainiest season ever.
so i have tracked down pilates/yoga mag i had like two years ago, to feel better ..
and yup i want to have that exercise ball... pink one ha!.. i need that..
the problem is... when i was about to start ( not yet bought that ball ha!) my yoga/pilates
comes mother of ours "baby...... lantawa anay!" ha! with urgency. take note with urgency.
hay okey get up from the position and look at what she wants.... wanting me to do something about her antiqu sewing machine,. and then when i wa sabout to go out to get me water, come hubby peeping out of the bathroom and asked for a towel.....
and i shush myself of saying... I CANNOT DO WHAT I WANT TO DO AND I NEED TO DO BECUZ YOU CANNOT DO WHAT YOU CAN DO!
only princess can do that to me.... and hell with all the mean things!... hehehe
to tell you frankly maaaaannnnn..... i did what they asked me.
happiness?.... scratched my head and head off!... and hug my baby and tell her i will buy her a snack food and a real food suits her and buy her juice too.

ahhhh walking along the road of bonifacio drive and thinking about her,..... consolation. i wanted to get out of the city and just take that long naps with her ...... not now. not this time of the year. raining. thunder. lightning. weather gone baaaaad...

i wish harold could call. and sing. just sing. hehehe speechless i am. so just call me and sing... toinks!

me and my baboy.

chismiss for those who know me well ... my wedding is not a blast but a memorable one for me and my hubby and stress free celebration, well thought of and yes we tried our damn very best to fill each others dream wedding, so we did some compromise and agreed for the future and for the best. we saved for the celebration, settled ourselves for the fund and made a pact for what we both truly believed .... becuz for us getting married is not just like buying a candy at the iloilo hall of justice for us .. considering we are both a catholic not that devout though but we believe in its sacredness, its blessing and what is beyond ... our love story i may say is a super roller coaster ride, but we survived and we joined hearts and heads to make it happen ... we have a very opposite family but we managed. we both have our individual differences .. we managed we compromise becuz we love. there are times that we are being pushed to our limits we struggled, i had sleepless nights, he has long hours of silence, we have different views, perceptions, and sometimes we do not believe in one thing. but we managed. becuz we love. .. and even up to now that we have princess to date 10months and a day old, we still have our differences, we still have different beliefs in just about something sometimes, he still doesn't like the idea of eating balot, my idea of buying shoes, idiosyncrasies of both our family, we laugh it off, the ideas or point of views of our friends that we really really do not like, but still they are our friends... we manage to keep our feet on the ground because that is where it belongs. and not to forget that love is what we need. we believe in these ( or i may say we agree!) love is what made us, so love will lead us through, because we love so we are here. because we love we have to endure!... no books to read and nothing to fancy about while i am playing farm town on FB.. and having this eyebrows to raise over employee inconsistency over job being done, and hubby is taking his time cracking his head over prices from supplier...
read read read read .... and then whoa~!..
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DAVID FOSTER AND FRIENDS.....

usually i settle for yeah less,
and that could be like borrowing a friend's collection and grab it over and download it to my iPod.. but now?.. nohh.. with the man i know who is soo soo like god of all music hits.. he is the hit man yes...
DAVID FOSTER.... i bought his cd/dvd album.. ha.. not so me to spend that cash over .. i spend that cash normally over shoes and some things and restaurants.. now i want it real!.. hmm let me say this ORIGINAL hahah im a pirate too you know i admit.. but then it all ends on one corner of my house and trying to enjoy the regualr days of pulling one a dn trying to listen to each every note and yeah heart it. and so i have this YOU'RE THE INSPIRATION the music of DAVID FOSTER and FRIENDS.. and listening and watching to it is like im in the circle of that friends... my happiness with david started out when my friend harold shared me his music .. the water fountain.. and i fell inlove. and then i get to search for the internet for the album and well beg my sister or my mum to get me a copy, hello i live in the philippines and his music is like all in a soundtrack and he has albums that i don't know where to grab it.. haha.. luckily i got some good friends who shares the same what i call passion and yeah share music too... from the movie of oprah yeah the color purple, the st elmo's fire and many...
i was pregnant with princess and that water fountain music is my company together with andrea boccelli's when we beleive of which i cannot beleive that is david... i call it THAT IS DAVID...
from his line of artists that made music really a music is a wonder!... im falling in love with you david. falling inlove more with his music.
and just before i left home to open business and yeah its friday we are having our breakfast over the dvd concert of DAVID and friends, me and my baby princess yup she is sooo staring at the pc monitor while DAVID is playing.... and i saw her fingers tapping like doing a piano... ain't that sweet?... oh well i have to save now for that piano lesson plus cielo of which my hubby loves... ahhah but of course she has to choose ... i know princess loves music much since she stays still whenever she hears andrea, celtic women esp chloe and then yup funny micheal buble' sings.. and she do duet with me... hahah and so i heart david foster....

ang mga bagay-bagay nga naga gumon sa akun ulo.

ay grabe guid .. az in!
ang bana ko ara sa samar leyte subong, te kundi kmi lang ni princess, tas boring na kay permi lang kmi duha ni princess ma wait kay tatay nya arriving from work.. te subong i look forward of going home alone, te daw ka boring, i called hubby and told him that, ha now i have realized that our world evolved around each other's nga kung la gni ang isa daw we have to adjust, though i have thought about it weeks before that this week we'll be with princess alone since hubby is going to samar for the caving congress, may iban nga naga hambal nga tani hubby shoudl spend time with princess instead of goign somewhere, okey that's their opinion, i welcome that, but they do not know. huo gni they know nothing. iya na ya time for his self i give that to him, he needed that time off, bisan kita gni we asked for a time off man, in a diff style of course kay te lain lain man kita iya nga tinuga, hay te kung indi kmo ya ka intindi te la ko ya may mahino sina kay amun na ina ya na istryahan, kag wala man sya gapabaya sg iya obligasyun, so let him be. and as for me i love enduring things. he he he he .... kaya ko ni.. i alwasy tell myself that. and then i am bugged by the idea of some people nga they can afford to splash and splish and swish .. dayun la sial kablo nga ang ila nanay or tatay naga pinangabudlay, kag sila man lang na ang gina saligan or yeah well indi man guid abi salig no pero the thing is you ahve to look back for your parents as a sign of respect and of course i knw we know nga we cannot retrun what they ahve done for us.. its immesurable. i tell you. it is immesurable. i know that right after i got married, since before i got married i managed to understand fully well how my family works in order for me to understand and get it done and correct it if ever it lands on my turf, and also how my hubby's family works too at least my kodigo na ako sa life ... as to why this thing leads to this .. the reasons behind, or the what i call the behind the scenes that became the "it"... causes more troubles and etc, so back to family matters, as for me i cannot bare or even try to connect the iea of not looking after my mom, yeah we had some episodes we still have some episodes, but then let then have thier own idea if they won't heed you, like my mom we usually argue over respect of elders whatever the cost becuz they are elders, awecomeon its a very long process for em to think and assure myself that it will be fine, after the events and etc etc.. but NOH... im haunted or i mean my brain haunts it for like..."what the f)(U&* are you?";... yeah and then it runs like a last song syndrome, te kung older ka sa akun be it 15 years 20 years or 40 years or more... if you cannot even respect my decision or you keep on being a slob or a mr know it all or the ms im greater than yah, or what do you think of me stupid?.. well i think i ahve to back off and re thing and re evaluate the situation.. i did something that made you think that you are or what welll im sorry i think i have to take that back... becuz you are not!... i tell you salot ka alng sa banwa. you are not helping but you are putting everything down. this happens to me everytime i go downside. now that my mom is here with me, i talk to her and ask her.. look at that... see i told you, mom i can be a goody goody one but please don't step in if you know nothing of my principles. i know how to respect people, i can be plastic and i can be whatever i want to be as long as i am not stepping onto no one, im happy with my disposition in life that makes me more secure as far as i ahve known. i never dared use my family's name in vain or have caused pain to anyone, so far i have live life fullest nad have given great joy to my parents ... i have been a good aunt .. a daughter and now a mom and a wife... im no perfect i can say that sometimes at the end of my day i aked myself if all are worth it.. its not doubt its just a stepping on my ground trying to check reality as i have been living in fantasy inorder for me to live the life i want and yes i am having it. life is hard and very very unfair, but what can we do?... what can i do?... i want to live.. so i have to live... trying to be fair still. so go back to the thing of looking after parents.
i grew up with a very dysfuntional family. teleserye everynight and then abangan sa next night or afternoon pa alng. te sadya man wala man ko maano, but did you know that i made that my stepping stone in life?.. i laugh and i try to understand why .... still i know i will make a diff and correct the past... so i am correcting it. ponks!

SPH-OPD-Pedia

i forgot the names of the two fag.. i know the resident pedia she's ms. fernandez(ob cors dra.!)
went to my pedia saturday get me baby for check up becuz the whole night she has this 39.8 fever that did not calm down with that every 4hours paracetamol and then she threw up and that hubby was holding her and i get to give her a sponge bath trying to manage the temperature. we made it so the reason why the doctor visit is necessary, becuz im a mother, i have the feelings ... was advice by my pedia for CBC-platelet and yes i got the result in no time and the med-tech who pricked her was so careful, thanks ms. neline, according to my pedia my baby has viral echus... and it might be dengue, so i was adviced to water therapy my baby .. giving her pedialite to replinish the fluids, and on monday will be having dengue rapid test, aptt and protime test, okey....
sunday came and her fever is gone.. she again is back into her upsy upsy state but still with a funny feeling perhaps with her teething galore... but im sure that teething got nothin' to do wit virus right?... so texted my pedia and asked if we are going to have that dengue rapid test, aptt and protime.. and she said she needs to see my baby, so there we go and yep we have to get that tests done to rule out the dengue.. and so i tokk her to SPH for that test, before that my pedia told me that the resident docotr should perform the extraction becuz she is just 8months... and so i went to laboratory, explained to them that my pedia said it has to be resident doc, so they( the laboratory persons) told me to go to OPD pedia, off i went with my yaya bell;s and mother inlaw, she came with us. and so i went isinde that small entrance and asked the man about extraction for my baby, and he said " pwede ni kayang kayang, hu kay daku na iya veins... tornike bla kay e check ta.!" i asked " are youa resident doc?"
and he replied, indi mam, pero pwede ako sina ak perform"... i was thinking hanginon ka karun nga intern ka ah, but becuz i want to move with grace (accdg to my papa mons) so i told him nicely but bitchly.. my pedia said it has to be a resident doc, if i have to wait i will wait. still he hold out the tornike put it on to my baby, and checked the veins and the other stupid fag checked also the veins, so they are so happy that they know (fuck!) here comes doc fernandez and todl me "baby mo?" i said yes .. i think she is from hwa siong high school, i cannot recall pa but yea she is i think, so she told me, i cannot perform becuz i took salbutamol, and she'll be watching, as for me of course i know how salbutamol works becu i take that too to calm my heart hahah actually i shiver and rush hour with palpitate, and so i said okey...
baby was wrapped in a blanket,, while im trying to be strong for her, whle the intern takes the stage.. hearing my baby cry makes me feel like helpless with .. i know i am doing whats best for her, i know she will not be liking it but i need her and i have all the reasons... madugay pa nga tuslok tuslok... and then okey what a relief when she pulled the syringe, drain the blod with the tube with a liquid for it not to hemolyzed, and the otehr one for the other tests, comforted my crying helplessly baby, and then asked mother inlaw if she could take the sample at the laboratory...went home had lunch
went back to office, 4pm went to lab to pick up the result only to find out that the lab girl told me that the blood hemolyzed, i said how could that be?... i told the lab girl, "inday kahibalo ikaw nga ng bata ko walo pa lng kabulan?" (girl, do you know that my baby is just 8months?) and she is like "te mam gusto mo dal-un mo siay di subong kay dire na lng sya natun kuhaan, and i said ha?.. my pedia told me that it has to be a resident doc, if i cannot depend on your resident doc or intern, how much more here?... and before she utter words, i asked nicely i want a refund, i will bring my baby to other hospitals... good thing she let me have the refund.. or i shall call my lawyer... yes i know i can sue them' for not performing thier duty... what if my baby is in critical mode?.. and here those fags which they have to be ding their job right is soo such an assholed faggots!... furious i was, walked away and wanted to call sr. rosario, but i calmed down, and wanted to think of the goodness and the situation of my baby, went to doctor's and my baby got her tests there and yes the blood hemolyzes becuz it was the worng kind of blood, but how come the resident doc and those faggot interns did not knew it?... morons. and now im curisng the idea of gettin in SPH as a patient...
te anu na lang to abi kung nagdulom kalibutan ko and track them down and blah blagh blah.... i so hate them, if ever a frend will get admitted in that hospital will look for them and tell them right there in their faggot face!... fag! fag!... gdnight.

still singin'

singin' a not so ordinary song for me and im pretty sure its not that ordinary as it can be heard from station to stations that is if you don't have a player in your car or you are so dead stuck in your ipod. but anyways yes if i were a boy.. still rings in my head.
had one shot fo tequila 10.40pm... arghhh the taste that taste i must say... sweet tempting taste...
yeah ... so selfish of me... but i made sure hubby is watching her... and i needed that shot.. i wanted that shot... like forever... when was the last time 2007?.. yeah december 25th 2007 and i got pregnant of my princess
and now this will be my first... and i become a newbee and my brain again oozes wth lots of words and hurts that streams... still able to think of the goodness of one... yes bert you are so right...
men are so afraid to admit that they made mistakes... and we women are so madrama with admitting if we had committed... but yeah i haven't been in that situation since i don't have any to confess to. .. still bullied by the thought of " how about me!" ha! its as if like a shiet.. that movie wher beyonce' starred... hmmm yes dreamgirls... so right dream girls... go dream girl!.. and yer going to bump your head right there smack down... boink! what about me?.... martyrdom thus add to the awards of being a wife and a mother.. i had seen that coming yep... i grew up in a very very very dysfunctional family and yes im so prooud to say that because it helped me know the real deal fo life and my family?.. i so love them... thus the cycle of please no! martyrdom but for it has a twist... " pagusto ka!" as long as i have my baby... martyrdom in a horror scene where i let it slip and expect nothing to return... well it returns... and i hear no sorry.... poll questions?... shiet who would answer such poll questions from men?>.... dang!... brain freeze!... gdbye!...
thus the beginning of headaches and depressed moments.... if i were a boy....

If I were a boy I think I could understand How it feels to love a girl I swear I'd be a better man I'd listen to her 'Cause I know how it hurts When you lose the one you wanted 'Cause he's taking you for granted And everything you had got destroyed

from the desk of my friend....

Gory, Bloody and Blasphemous

By Joyce Christine Colon

 

Historians hold the future in their hands. 

With the stroke of their pen, you can be a villain, a hero or simply, a nobody. You can be killed, mutilated beyond recognition and even “salvaged” in the pages of history. But all hope is not lost. The good news is, redeeming yourself won’t be difficult because history is always subject to interpretation. After all, there is no such thing as “History of the World” but there is only “A History of the World,” representations of something which is open to discussion. There’s the good, the bad and the ugly. Choose.

Armchair and pseudo-historians often write about the glorious past, leaving out the sordid details. Good or not, however, we cannot simply eradicate nor sanitize history. We must learn to accept the past in its own terms even if it is GORY, BLOODY, BLASPHEMOUS or what have you. 

Live with it. Or die and carry it to your grave.

Until now, I still don’t get it why there are Filipinos who still believe that United States is the eternal savior of this country. We should send them to re-education camps if you ask me. To re-read Philippine history and know that when MacArthur said “I shall return”, he actually meant that he’ll be staying forever in the Philippines. Uncle Sam and his beguiling face of neocolonialism. 

Come to think of it. The marriage of Uncle Sam and Maria Clara is worthy of a production comparable to those big budgeted films in Hollywood. And why not? It illustrates the history of the Philippines in a nutshell, 333 years in a Spanish convent and 50 years in Hollywood, ending up in a blissful, however short-lived, union of two souls who love each other. ‘Till death do us part. Senorita Maria Clara received 20 milllion dollars as a settlement. Uncle Sam was more than willing to get rid of her. He was already captivated by the “exotic” beauty of the Filipinas and he had set his eyes on the Chinese melon, too. Uncle Sam and Maria Clara parted ways as good friends. 

Yes, and both of them are hypocrites. 

Beats me but I’m still surprised, even if I am already aware of it, that some of us still holds to this idea of the great American dream. U.S. is the land of milk and honey. We have lost some of our country’s best nurses, doctors and teachers as well as skilled professionals to it. In search for greener pastures, they left the Philippines hoping to build a better life outside the country. At the height of the increasing demand of nurses abroad, everybody wants to become a nurse. Diploma mills emerged like mushrooms throughout the country producing nurses in hordes. Whatever happened to quality? It’s no wonder why we have too many nurses working at call centers and teachers who work as sales girls. Add to this increasing problem of mismatch and unemployment is the fact that our doctors are handing out their resignation letters in exchange for a nursing career abroad. UK, Saudi Arabia and the United States. It’s a twisted world. I can only pray that my students would not join the increasing force of professional bums. 

Obama wanted to show the world that the American dream is still true. No harm in that. Only that George Bush is a lame duck president. Obama inherited a government in a deep quagmire. Don’t get me wrong. Long before he was voted as President, I already admired him. And mind you, if Michelle Obama is not a brilliant woman, I would personally go to Siquijor and buy some of the best love potions available, to hook her man or much worst, be the next Monica Lewinsky. (Somebody should write about the underside of American history. It would be interesting.) The problem with all these is the idea that it seems like Obama is the panacea to everything. A one size fits all. 

We hope for greater things to come and that change is forthcoming. Good. But putting Obama’s face on everything is overkill. How can you even wipe your tush with Obama’s face on it? Some people would just do anything to make themselves a profit. It’s tantamount to blasphemy. Obama changed the course of history. More than anything else, he deserves it. But we all should learn something from John Kennedy. 

At the moment, I can only think of several reasons for these things. One, our Department of Education published history textbooks with erroneous facts. Again. Or the government allowed the publication of history textbooks with people who doesn’t even have enough qualifications to write them in the first place. For the sake of profit, quality is forsaken. This business of writing history should be left to the historians, not pseudo wannabes. 

Two, GSIS, the notorious blood-sucking institution of this nation, decided to “borrow” our public school teachers money that’s why the latter performed poorly during their lectures. Over-work, underpaid and lacking in recognition, things that best describe the plight of our public school teachers. At some point in my life, I was anemic. But thanks to GSIS, they always give me the needed boost. High blood. 

Third, all public school teachers died because of election related violence. Nobody is left to teach in the classrooms. What’s more? History is going to repeat itself. 2010 is going to be another case of moro-moro. Mar Roxas is switching careers; he’s now a pedicab driver. Take that. Sen. Loren Legarda is reportedly in-love with East Timor’s president. Tama ka Jowa. You call it a bilateral love agreement. Anybody who contradicts this will be included in my wish list of people who will be abducted and beheaded by the Abu Sayyafs. 

Fourth, the students were just too hungry to learn anything inside the class. Therefore, our government through the Department of Education came to the rescue and produced their 18 pesos per pack of so-called fortified noodles with fresh eggs. It is the most expensive noodles in the history of noodle making in the Philippines. This will be distributed for free in public schools as a part of the government’s efforts to address the problem of hunger and lack of nutrition. The intention is commendable but the outcome is gross. 18 pesos per pack is just too much. If this is the case, I’d rather choose to plant "Moringa" to supplement our kid’s nutrition rather than let them eat “fortified” noodles which is heavy on the stomach but low on nutrition. I smell something fishy.

Reality bites? Yes, but this is Philippine history. Don’t sanitize it. 

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new found hobby copy paste and ask permission to people for thier beautiful brains.... 

i admire them... 

6th last words (in local dialect)

FROM THE DESK OF REV. FR.  L.G. ARCAN

"“Natapos na.” (Jn 19:30) KATAMAD. Antidote: “Ang gugma nagaantus sang tanan nga mga butang.” (I Cor. 13:17).

Rev. Fr. Lenjenie G. Arcan

 “Natapos na.” Ang ika-anum sa mga ulihi nga pulong nga ginsambit ni Kristo bag-o siya mabugtu-an sang ginhawa. “Consummatum est”. “May tibod didto nga puno sang maaslom nga bino. Gintusmog nila ang espongha sa bino, gintakud sa tukon nga isopo kag gintunghol sa baba ni Hesus. Sang madimdiman ni Hesus ang bino, nagsiling siya, ‘tapos na’! kag nagduko siya kag napatay” (Jn 19:28-30). Ang ika-anum nga pulong nagasaysay kag nagapakita sa aton nga ginabaton ni Kristo nga ang iya misyon, iya nga pag-antus kag ang iya tawhanon nga kabuhi diri sa aton kalibutan, ‘natapos na.’ Natapos na ang treinta y tres ka tuig nga kalipay niya kaupod ang iya amay, iloy kag mga abyan. Natapos na ang tatlo ka tuig nga pagpanglakaton sa mga duog sa Israel kun sa diin nag-ayo siya sang mga masakit, naglipay sa mga nalisdan kag nagapangasubo bangud sang balatian kag kamatayon, nagtabog sang mga yawa, nagdiskurso sa mga Hudiyo kag nagpanudlo kaupod sang iya mga pinalangga nga mga apostoles. Natapos na ang tion kung sa diin siya ginpasipalahan sang mga nahisa sa iya, sang mga luyag magpatay sa iya kag ang kalisod sang pag traidor sa iya. Huo mga utod ko, natapos na. Kag yara si Kristo subong sa krus, nalansang kag napatay, bangud tapos na ang iya misyon sa pagluwas sa aton tanan.    

Sa aton kalibutan subong, kita nagapangabuhi agud makakaon kag masusteneran aton nga pagpangabuhi adlaw adlaw. Kita may nanari-sari nga pamaagi agud matabo ini. Apang ang masubo nga kamatuoran nga may iban sa aton may mga illegal kag imoral nga pamaagi agud ila matabok ang ila pagpangabuhi. May iban nga nagabaligya sang droga nga nagasamad sang bwasamlag sang aton mga lamharon, may iban nga naga-pangawat agud ila maangkon ang ila naluyagan nga mga butang kag may iban  pa gani nga ginabayaran agud mag halit o magpatay sa ila isigkatawo. Ini tanan, mga ‘shortcut’ agud maangkon ang ginatawag nga ‘easy-money.’  Makaganar sang mga butang indi lamang sa illegal nga paghikot, kundi sa pagpalupos sang pamaagi sa pag-angkon sang mga ini. Kag ini tanan naga-ugat sa isa sa pito ka mga ‘capital sins’ nga aton ginatawag nga KATAMAD. Sang si Kristo nagsiling nga “natapos na”, aton ginmitlang kaina nga natapos na ang mga tinuig sang iya pagpanglakaton diri sa duta nga luhaan. Kag bangud sang paghigugma ni Kriso sa aton nga mga katawhan, iya gin-antus ang tanan nga mga butang, ang tanan nga mga kabudlayan kag sakripisyo, agud aton maangkon ang kabuhi nga wala sing katapusan. “Ang gugma naga-antus sang tanan nga mga butang” (I Cor. 13:7) Gani si Kristo, “nagkadto sa Jerusalem kag nag-antus sing tama” (Mt. 16:21) kag “naggwa kag nagpas-an sang iya Krus” (Jn. 19:17). Si Kristo nangin huwaran sang isa ka birtud nga nagapakita nga ang pag angkon sang mga butang nagakahulugan nga may upod ini nga pag-antus kag sakripisyo. Ang katamad, bilang isa sa pito ka mga ‘capital sins’ wala lamang naga-patuhoy sa pisikal nga katamad. Apang mas labaw sa pisikal nga katamad, amo ang ispiritwal nga katamad. Ang pagpabaya sang isa ka Kristiyano sa iya ispiritwal nga obligasyon sarang makahalit sa iya nga kalag. Ang pagpabaya man sang Kristiyano sa paghatag sang nagakaigo nga atensyon sa iya isig-katawo nga nagtalang, sarang man makahalit sang kalag sang sini nga nagtalang. Gani ang katamad, wala lamang nagatumod sa pisikal nga katamaron, apang kita bilang mga Kristiyano, ginahangkat man nga mag maukod sa aton pagkabuhi, indi lamang sa pisikal, kundi ispiritwal man. Kag ang gugma, amo ang mangin yabi sa kaluwasan. Gugma sa isigkatawo nga nagatulod sa pagbulig sa iya isigkatawo nga nagtalang kag gugma sa Ginoo nga nagatulod sa tagsa ka kalag nga magtuo sa Ginoo.   

            Mga utod ko kay Kristo, isa sa pinakadaku nga problema nga ginapangatubang sang aton pungsod amo ang pagsugal kag pagpasugal. Sa aton probinsya diri sa Capiz, nagapadayon gihapon ang ginatawag naton nga STL ukon ang Small Town Lottery. Ang pagsugal nagahalit sa moral nga pangabuhi sang aton pungsod. Ini sarang maanaran sang mga tawo kag ini sarang na nga manginbahin sang pagpangabuhi sang tawo. Ini ginatawag naton nga ‘game of chance’ kag ini, sa nasiling kaini, isa man sa mga ‘shortcuts’ agud maangkon ang ‘easy-money’. Kag ini dili nasanto sa aton ginapatihan nga moralidad bangud ini “nagakuha sa tawo sa mga kinahanglanon nga inughatag sa iya kaugalingon kag sa iban” (CCC, 2413). Kag kun ang pagsugal naga-apekto sa pagpa-eskwela, pagka-on kag iban pa nga mga kinahanglanon sang tawo, indi na ini mabaton sa moral nga panindugan. Kita nakahibalo nga madamo nga mga Pilipino, imol kag manggaran, ang gusto makaganar sang kwarta sa madali nga pamaagi, paagi sa pagpasakop kag sa pagtaya sa nagakalain-lain nga mga pasugal kasubong sang “daily double”, “pick three”, “Masiao” kag iban pa.

            Abyan, bisan “Small Town” ang STL, ang matag-adlaw nga kita sini, daku kayo kag daku nga kantidad sang kwarta sini, nagahalin sa mga ordinaryo nga mga pumuluyo sa tagsa ka duog. Ang diyutay apang matag-adlaw nga pusta dili lamang nagapalala sa makatalagam kag miserable nga kahimtangan sang mga imol kundi magaduso pa gid ini sang kagarukan sa aton sosyedad nga nagakuha sa mga imol sang minilyon ka pesos. Ang pagpatigayon sang STL sa Capiz, magahatag lamang sang benepisyo sa mga “gambling lords”, sa ila garuk nga mga sumulunod, kag sa iban nga mga local nga mga opisyales sang gobyerno nga amo ang nagasuyop sang kwarta sa mga imol nga pumulusta. Kon ang aton mga local nga pamahalaan magapalapnag sang STL, indi bala ini makatanum sa panghunahona sang aton mga pumuluyo sang bisyo sang katamad kag isalig na lang ang ila palaabuton sa swerte ukon ‘bahala na’? Ano nga mga birtud kag mayo nga huwaran ang mapakita sang mga ginikanan kag mga katigulangan sa mga kabataan kon sila magasalig na lang sa mentalidad sang paswerte? Ay Kristiyano. Panumdumon mo nga si kristo nag-antos sang tuman agud mapatigayon ang kaluwasan sang tawo. Kag dapat bala magpungko na lang kita sa higad kag hulaton ang swerte nga magtupa sa aton sabak? Ukon mag hulat na lang kita nga kita hatagan sang iban na lang kag indi mag bakas para sa aton kaayuhan kag bwas-damlag? Dapat kita magpanarabaho kag indi lamang magdepender sa swerte kag kaluoy sang iban. Kinahanglan nga aton paino-inohon nga ang pagptrabaho isa ka bokasyon kag may dungog. Bisan gani ang Diyos nagtrabaho sang pagtuga niya sang kalibutan. Kon kita naga-trabaho, nagapakig-ambit kita sa dalayon nga pagtuga sang Diyos.kinahanglan nga mangin himpit kita sa aton kabakas kag tampad nga pagtrabaho agud makapahamuot kita sa Diyos. 

            Sa ila sulat pastoral nga ginatiguluhan: “Building a Civilization of Love: A Pastoral Exhortation for the Year of social Concerns”, ang mga Obispo sang Pilipinas nagasiling’ “Ang Simbahan kinahanglan nga magpasad sang igkasangkul. Kinahanglan nga itib-ong naton ang aton mga pumuluyo sa pagpa-umwad sang ila bwas-damlag… buligan ang mga pumuluyo nga magtubo sa ila mga ikasarang, kasubong sang igkasangkol sa pagdumala sa ila kaugalingon, ang igkasangkul sa pagpauswag sang ila mga kinaadman, ang igkasangkul sa ila pagpangita sang desente kag mabinungahon nga palamugnan kag palangitaan.” Gani indi dapat kita magpadala dala sa mga pagsulay kag sayup nga seguridad nga ginatan-ay sang pagsugal kag sang STL. 

            Gani mga utod ko kay Kristo, sa sining tion sang tuig nga kung sa diin aton ginapamalandungan ang kamatayon kag pagkabanhaw sang Ginuo, aton dumdumon ang mga kabudlayan, pag-antus kag sakripisyo nga ginbatas ni Kristo sang yari pa siya sa kalibutan agud maluwas kita sa sala. Aton dumdumon ang dugo nga nag-agay sa iya mga hamili nga kamot kag tiil kag sa iya kilid, aton dumdumon ang pagtuya-tuya sang mga tawo sa iya, ang pagpasipala sang mga luyag magpigos sa iya – ini tanan ginbatas ni Kristo, ini tanan bunga sang daku nga paghigugma ni Kristo – bangud ang gugma, nagaantus sang tanan nga mga butang, bisan pa madula ang kabuhi.

 PANGAMUYO

 O Ginoong Hesus

Sa amun pagsaulog sang imo balaan nga misteryo

Sang kasakit, kamatayon kag pagkabanhaw,

Tudlui kami sa pag-ayup

Sang mga birtud nga amon kinahanglan

Sa pagkabahi sang matarung

Kag kahadluk sa imo hamili nga ngalan.

Palig-una ang amon pagtuo

Nga sa tunga sang pag-antus, pagsakripisyo kag pagtimakas

Amon makilala ang imo labing halangdon nga himaya.

Ginapangayo namon ini tanan paagi sa gahum sang Esiritu Santo

Diyos sang mga tuig sang mga katuigan.

Amen"

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