grip of grace

I’m listening to inspirational music right now as I write this. Not because it’s Holy Week starting Monday. Actually, what I’m listening to are love songs. Love songs from my Savior. I know, I know. Here I go again. Bringing all that religious stuff into my blogs. If you don’t want to read this, I understand. But if you decide to humor yourself, read on. For the past 2 days, I have been feeling low. Heartbroken actually. Not because I split up with someone. There’s no one to break up with in the first place. I am heartbroken because one of my friends isn’t talking to me. It all started last Thursday. I entered the room, and there was none of the customary greeting. Must be busy , I thought, so I let be. But then, the whole day passed and this friend never said a word to me. Still I let it be. It may be unusual, but we all know how moods could affect a person’s day. So it must be just that—mood. The next morning (which was yesterday)

Pure (pyoor), adj. , unadulterated; uncontaminated; unpolluted; clean; untainted; wholesome; chaste. I have a confession to make. The first time I made this confession left my audience picking up their jaws from the floor. They never thought they’d hear me admit something as unspeakable as sleeping with my boyfriend. There, I let it out already. Three years ago, when I first shared this experience during a CLP of SFC, I was a mixture of nerves. While praying for guidance and inspiration at the prayer room, I made up my mind to share about how God had been generous to my family at the time when my dad was hospitalized, how several kind souls effortlessly extended their helping hands (with checks dangling at the end) to me. But then, God kicked me in the shin and specifically told me to spill the beans. I was new in SFC then. I was on fire, shuttling myself from the city to the country and back just to be able to attend gatherings and small group

In my 5 years of attending ILCs, this year's Boracay Conference is the best! Not only because it was held in the paradise island of Boracay, but because the talks really hit home. I've been in SFC since 1997, and truly, my journey with Christ through SFC is the most adventurous. He has revealed to me facets of my life which I never realized made an impact on how I would plot my future--in the house that my Lord has prepared for me in heaven. And during the last ILC, God has reminded me once again by revealing to me areas of my life which I have turned over to Him, and those which still need overhauling. Indeed, life with Christ is quite exciting. It is a life that is dynamic, alive. It is a life that is full of surprises. And so,as I continue with the journey, I do so with eager anticipation, with expectant faith, with the heart of a child who is gearing up for another surprise from the Heavenly Father. I don't know what He will bring me tomorrow, but I do know that wha