Tindahan ni Oysi
SERUT, JOYCE M.
Not I but Christ in me.
I John 2:16 "This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers."
Times Of Refreshing

Aaaaaahhhh. <3 Truly, God is the answer to everything.

Ang sarap mag-stay sa presence Niya. Ramdam mo talaga yung warm embrace ng Ama. Alam niyo yung ganoong feeling? Haaaay. >:)<

Last Saturday, nag-CCF (Children’s Community Fellowship) sa church. Ang saya-saya sa pakiramdam, kasi yung kids, kahit papaano, na-a-identify yung church as something good, something that gives back to people. Siguro medyo hindi lang naging effective yung film na pinanuod namin sa kanila kasi (1) heavy topic (the life of Jesus) and (2) it wasn’t exactly kid friendly hahaha the sounds were scary, it was sort of dark, and it wasn’t a Superbook-type of film. Sana pagdating ng araw, maintindihan nila kung bakit namin ‘to ginagawa, kung bakit dapat tanggapin si Jesus bilang savior at tagapagligtas, kung bakit pinadala dito si Jesus in the first place. (Speaking of which, I AM SIMPLY ASHAMED OF THE WAY I ACTED FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS. I APOLOGIZE. I TRULY APOLOGIZE. I failed the Lord. But somehow, He still loves me, and I’m thankful for that.)

Last Sunday naman, hindi ako nakaattend ng morning service. (I AM VERY ASHAMED. THERE WAS NO EXCUSE.) Nagpunta na lang ako sa church at 12 noon. After ng practice ng choir, practice ng worship team ng 2 pm for the youth service AT 3 PM (GRABE PROCRASTINATION HUHU SORRY LORD). Everything was going wrong (We started late, there were only a few of us, and there was no LCD projector huhu yung lyrics mygahd ANG HIRAP GRABE). So when the worship team started singing, I just poured my heart out to God, sabi ko kay Lord, “Lord, Ikaw na ang bahala sa lahat”. And, of course, after all that happened to me, grabe, confess lang ako nang confess sa Kanya. And then, when it was my turn para mag-songlead (non-stop praise and worship kasi yun, tatlo kaming songleaders, I was the last one), I welcomed the presence of God and the Holy Spirit, tapos parang biglang nagkaroon ng energy ang youth, perhaps dahil natapos na yung unang gumamit ng LCD projector kaya pinahiram na sa amin, so yaaay may lyrics nang naka-flash, makakakanta na ang youth and ‘di na kailangan i-dictate ang lyrics para makakanta sila (SOBRANG HIRAP HUHU HALOS NAIYAK AKO SA SOBRANG HIRAP kasi back-up ako nung unang dalawang songleader, so naging burden sa akin yung pagsu-supply ng lyrics sa congregation, but then, hindi ko rin kabisado yung ibang kanta huhu ang faiiiil). Also, nagsayawan at nagpuri talaga lahat. Sobrang saya. And when the Lord poured down His Spirit, sobrang sarap sa pakiramdam. It’s like you can actually feel Him hugging you. Sobrang saya ko nun kasi parang nawala kahit papaano lahat ng burden ko at naramdaman ko that God cares for me, that God is still there and He will never leave.

God has always dropped me little hints that He still cares for me and that He misses me and wants me back. Siguro kung nakinig ako nung una pa lang, hindi ko na siguro kinailangang maranasan yung depression na naranasan ko, at hindi na Niya siguro kinailangang gawin yun.

But the past is past, and so I leave it all to God to forgive me for everything evil I did, and I am so grateful na kahit sobrang malayo ang loob ko sa Kanya noon, hindi Siya sumuko sa akin. Not even a bit.

Salamat, Lord. <3

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reblog and make a wish!


this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.

THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.

AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.

THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.

YOOOOOOO

I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS

LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL

IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS

holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS. 

I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT 

SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP

WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????

ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE

THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.

GUYS.

HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER

20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.

GOOD THINGS DO HAPPEN. AND ITS IN THIS POST.

I wish for someone to leave something in my ask.

OKAY SO I ASKED FOR A HEDGEHOG AND NOW GUESS WHO HAS A PET HEDGEHOG

UM I DID THIS LIKE SERIOSLY LAST WEEK SOMETHING BASIC AND IT HAPPENED???

I WISH THAT MY SHORT HAIR WILL TURN OUT GOOD PLEASE

Hahaha. All the stories are lovely. I made a wish. Hope it turns out great. <3

Last time turned out great. SO I DO HAVE TO REBLOG THIS AGAIN.

I HAVE TO REBLOG THIS FOR A FRIEND. PLEASE LORD, SHE’S BRAVE ENOUGH TO TAKE ON THIS ADVENTURE. LET HER DO IT.

I just pray for God’s will to happen to my life. None of my wishes, but His direction in my life. I’ve had enough of wanting and wanting and wanting things that are not supposed to be mine. I pray for Your will, Father.

❝ Today I saw your face and I lost my breath a little but I didn’t collapse like I would have six months ago. ❞

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I still miss you sometimes but I’m not drowning anymore and maybe they were right when they said it gets better (via missinyouiskillingme)

Yes, it does get better. <3

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Your sovereign hand. Will be my guide.

How could He ever forgive me? Why did He even send His Son for me? :(

Mahirap kalimutan

May mga taong sadyang mahirap kalimutan.

Mahirap kalimutan ang taong dalawang buong buwan mong nakausap sa telepono, pinaparinig sayo ang lahat ng paboritong kanta niya.
Na hanggang ngayon, pinakikinggan mo pa rin.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong nakakuha ng una mong halik.
Na iniisip mong pinagsisisihan mong sana hindi mo na lang binigay nang ganoon kadali, pero sa totoo lang, hindi mo yun pinagsisisihan.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong una mong ginawan ng kanta.
Na gusto mo pa ring kantahin kahit umalis na yung kinakantahan at lahat ng nakikinig.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong pinuno ng stuff toy ang kalahati ng kama mo at binigyan ka ng madaming rosas.
Na nakatago lahat sa cabinet mo at araw-araw, kahit mukha kang timang, tinitignan mo pa rin.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong kahati mo sa pagbili ng gitara.
Na kahit kailan, hinding-hindi mo kayang ipagpalit sa kahit ano pang instrumento sa buong mundo.

Mahirap kalimutan ang taong una mong pinakilala sa magulang mo.
At bigla mong naalala na ikaw din ang unang pinakilala niya sa magulang niya.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong binigyan ka ng varsity jacket at dalawang t-shirt niya.
At kailanman, alam mong hindi mo matatanggal sa isip mo yung amoy niya.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong nagtiyaga sa pakikinig sa paborito mong banda at inalam ang paborito mong kanta.
At alam mong hindi niya trip ang genre na yun.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong kasabay mo pauwi at hinahatid ka lagi sa sakayan ng jeep o sa bus stop.
At natatandaan mo kung gaano kahigpit yung hawak niya sa kamay mo habang naglalakad kayo at yung yakap niya bago ka sumakay.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong nakita mong magsipag kahit papaano sa pag-aaral at magpagaling sa basketball.
At sinabi niyang para sayo lahat ng pagpapagal na iyon.

Mahirap kalimutan ang taong lagi mong kasama noon.
Kahit pa napakabilis ka niyang iniwan ngayon.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong akala mo magtatagal habambuhay.
Kahit pa hindi man lang niya pinaabot nang dalawang taon yung kung anumang meron kayo.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong niyayakap ka at kinakausap magdamag kapag malungkot ka.
Kahit pa ngayong siya na yung dahilan kung bakit ka umiiyak.
Mahirap kalimutan ang taong pinangakuan kang babalikan ka.
Kahit pa bigla na lang siyang nagkaroon ng iba at nung tinanong mo, saka ka lang sinabihang hindi na pala.

Mahirap kalimutan ang taong minahal ka at mahal mo pa rin kahit wala na siya.

Mahirap.
Pero kailangan.

I Want To Be A ‘Hazel Grace’

I promised myself yesterday that I’d read “To Kill A Mockingbird”, but I had to do some editing for our church’s anniversary. Also, I can’t bring push myself to read it. I dunno why. :(

I am slowly being uninterested in reading for leisure oh gahd help.

Anyway, so I just started thinking about Hazel Grace’s character: how she was such an opinionated lady, how I was disappointed when she immediately agreed on going out with Augustus (because I thought she was intelligent and rational enough to know that it is a bad idea to go out with a stranger, but then again, she has cancer, and that kind of explains the *grab-all-opportunities-you-can-get/YOLO* mindset, also, dating is very prominent in the American culture, and culture is not something your intellect can easily crawl out of, and lastly, she’s a teenage girl, and a guy who is handsome and, at the same time, knows the word “oblivion” at their age is somebody special), how ordinary they really were„ and (the idea that struck me the most) how Hazel was not widely loved, but deeply loved.

The last ‘how’ struck me. People go to lots of places to meet new friends and make new connections that never really last. People have thousands of Facebook friends, and yet, only, heck I dunno, maybe 2% of these contacts truly know them and mean that “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” post on the wall. All these connections are opportunities to love people and show them how interesting and wonderful they are, but you make too many connections that you can’t even focus on any single one, and all these connections turn into awkward and shallow ones.

I just love how Hazel Grace lived. How she selected only a few, but she knew that these people truly loved her. She was sure.

Everytime my friends send me messages nowadays, it’s definitely related to the break-up. But despite the unfortunate topic, I can see how much my friends actually care. They didn’t just hit the like button. They asked me about these things. Either that, or they immediately told me not to cry. They showed me their sympathy. They encouraged me and told me things that made me feel my worth. They made me feel as if I were a Hazel Grace to them, somebody they deeply loved.

All I know is that, like Hazel Grace, I am sure of my love for these people and their love for me. I am so grateful for the deep love I have received from my friends (and family), and I love y’all, homies. :))))))) I would never get through this state if I don’t have you.

P.S. I hate how all of my accounts are so self-centered and full of I’s. T_________T I’m sorry. But then again, social media provides people with a stage on which they would present themselves to the world. I mean, that’s what social media really is: a digital representation of your personality, so my hate doesn’t make much sense. However, people should see more of God and less of me on my accounts.

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