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Sunday, August 16, 2009

Out of the boat

Amid a raging storm,
he never fails us,
For those who are dispirited,
he comforts through eclectic ways.

This morning he spoke during QT,
and i was awe stricken when it was accentuated during Sermon.
It was exactly the same taken from Matthew 14:28-29,
many coincidences warrants it not to be one.

Peter challenged Jesus ,saying,"Lord, if it is you, command me to you on the water."
Jesus said,"come."

Getting out of the boat entails leaving our comfort zone,
and whatever grapple that keeps us safe.
Staying on the boat does not guarantee lifelong safety either,
especially true when a storm rages.

The solution is to get out of the boat and walk to Jesus.
In vernaculars, it is to obey,and press on with faith despite our fears,
trusting in his plan.

Finally,a taste of honey:

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

Theodore Roosevelt

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Saturday, August 15, 2009

MAD-make a difference

[Dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing about their career.

A man, presiding CEO, decided to explain the problem with education. He
questioned, "What will a kid learn from someone who decides that his best
option in life is to become a teacher?'

He reminded the other dinner guests about their disposition towards teachers and said, "People who have potential to succeed in their career wont choose teaching.Those who can't, teach.'

To stress his point he said to another guest;
'You're a teacher,Susan. Seriously,what do you make?'

Susan, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, 'You
want to know what I make? (She paused for a second, then began...)

'Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.

I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor.

I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents
can't even make them sit still for 5 without an IPod, Game Cube or movie rental.

You want to know what I make?' (She paused again and looked at each and
every person at the table.)

''I make kids wonder.

I make them question.

I make them apologize and mean it.

I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions.

I teach them to write and then I make them write. Keyboarding isn't
everything.

I make them read, read, read.

I make them show all their work in math. They use their God given
brain, not the man-made calculator.

I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to
know in English while preserving their unique cultural identity.

I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe.

I make my students stand, placing their hand over their heart to say the
Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, One Nation Under God, because we live
in the United States of America.

Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were
given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life.'

(Susan paused one last time and then continued.)

'Then, when people try to judge me by what I make,with me knowing that money
isn't everything, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention
because they are ignorant... You want to know what I make?

I MAKE A DIFFERENCE . What do you make Mr. CEO?'

His jaw dropped, he went silent. ]

Introspection:
As for me??? A profession,not a career.

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Friday, August 14, 2009

Rat Race

Thankful for all fridays,
because it's the end of the hustle and bustle.
There's certainly no free lunch.
After recuperating in my cosy corner last week,
been compelled to run the rat race this week in full-gear and celerity.
Intoxicated with stress,activated cortisols such that
insomnia became part of the routine.

The consolation is, He never gives us more than what we can bear and always know what's best for me.
Before stress manifests itself in ailments again,
was given a lil surprise treat: "much-earlier-than-expected" release from work.

need a lil more strength..

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Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Tristesse

Étude Op. 10 No. 3, in E major, in progress.

-Frédéric Chopin-

At last,stifling moments are gone,
the truth always prevails.
It has never been so clear,
every modicum of darkness skulks at His might.
Dont settle for anything lesser than what He can give.
Restoration will take place dear gal,
in His time.

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