Wednesday, July 29, 2009


Sometimes we need to clean up after someone else’s mess

And we ask ourselves why?

We complain, we grumble and then we whine?

But at the end of the day we realize

God has reasons why …

To mold us, to break us, to make us shine …

(slipper moments are what i call humbling moments)

Thursday, July 23, 2009


Billy Joel
She's Always a Woman to me Lyrics:
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her as long it's free
Yeah, She steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me

Ohhh... she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time
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Ohhh... and she never gives out
And she never gives in, she just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more than the garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding
But she’ll bring out the best and the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me


She's frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool
And she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she's always a woman to me

Monday, July 20, 2009


I have an "ate" I call as Ate Emz. She introduced me this book "The Jesus I Never Knew." I kinda forgot the author though. But more than the book, what caught me was the words that dear Te Emz said.

She told me that the reason why Christians do not live the Christlike way is because they do not Jesus fully well. That line dropped me dead.

I am a Christian for like twenty years now and I must say I am having a hard time. IT IS SIMPLY NOT EASY. The Jesus way is not an easy road. It requires total forgetting of oneself and a total dying as well.

Lately, it has been an intimate desire to really know Jesus more. And I want to influence a lot of people. So far, the women I work closely are into that mode (hopefully!)

Perhaps it is noticed by my friends (older and younger alike) that whatever I am passionate about, I always make it a point to share. Well, they're polite enough to listen.

The teachers in Sunday School, I am also trying to influence. The children in my fold, I keep on jolting them to know Jesus more. Whenever I can, I am trying. I just need His Grace.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009


I used to believe that when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. But when I heard my pastor say another line, I found myself laughing.

You see, i think his is a better version. He said, "WHEN THE GOING GETS TOUGH, THE TOUGH GOES TO GOD."

HERE! here!



Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Monday, July 13, 2009


There are times when it feels weird because my dreams are bigger than myself. Needless to say that the Filipino dream continues to be that of a house and a car.

But above these things, would you believe that I want to be like the old day Nehemiah? Since I am female, becoming like Joyce Meyer in my lifetime would be something nice.

I have never subscribed to be a recipient of her ministry yet but I am familiar with her personal writings.
For me, she's like Nehemiah. Her initiative on things is something that is inspiring. Her inspirational thoughts move me especially when it comes to praying.

I love sharing my insights and with the help of this blog, I'd be able to proliferate my ideas more. Whenever you find me sitting with women or friends, how I love talking about things under the sun. Life is beautiful to those who make use of it for Jesus.

In my spiritual walk, I feel that I have not explored a lot yet. To me, something needs to be done more. Something must be in store.

Yes, I love Nehemiah. I want to learn more about his sense of timing, how he connects with people and how he empowers them. I want to make a difference in the lives of people I am with - not just my spouse , my family, my co - teachers, my co - ministers, my friends, my spiritual "anaks," my spiritual "nephews and nieces" but to anyone.

May God use me more like he used Nehemiah.

Rebuilding walls, yes, that is.

Sunday, July 12, 2009


I have often challenged my children, or shall I say, my students, that BRILLIANCE IS NOTHING WITHOUT SIGNIFICANCE.

Last summer, I gave my life for a cause. And how I pray I will never forget the experience.

It was a significant summer so far. It was far more enriching than my 2008 Hongkong summer.

Doing something for Jesus is amazing. Why don't you do the same. I am looking forward for another DEEP experience.

Friday, July 10, 2009

the thing that matters most


here among my pillows i do my quiet moments ...

today is July 11 ...

i started the day right ...

went out earlier to jog and praise God while watching the clouds wondering what will happen when the great day of His appearing comes - rapture, that is ...

i am about to read Matthew 9 ...

quiet time

the only way to live right is finding your solitude and silence with Christ ...

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

from the wisdom of my children

Bianca Pinero: Ms Jeni, is it difficult being an adult?

She hit a chord when she said this. I had to ask her, "Can you give me a hug?"

Monday, July 6, 2009


Bad habits inhibit full yield. Even for a Christian, if bad habits are not conquered, he can get destroyed. That's why the psalmist was right when he asked God, "Search me, O God ... "


It was June 17, 2009 and it was an ordinary working day except that I received bites from a child in my classroom. (Actually, technically, it is not really my class, for I am just taking over since the real teacher is on maternity leave. )

I am a very reflective person and perceptive as well. But, because of the many roles that I have in my life, I do not have the energy anymore to write in a blog like this.

It’s been four years since the last time I was teaching in a Level 1 classroom, a class of young students from first to third grade. And though I am an experienced Level 1 teacher for 5 years, these are the days when it is scary to be around children who are still forming their concept of morality, justice and social behavior. In other words, behavior is of the essence for this group.

Last year, I had a beautiful experience with my Level 2 class, seeing my grade 6 graduate from the elementary program of the Abba’s Orchard. Most of them were my first graders in Level 1. Jethro graduated and I still remember the boy who had a tiny squeaky voice who taught the actions in a song, 12 Days of Christmas. AJ, who was one of my headstrong students, graduated with a lot of friends to miss. I can still remember that he would defy me with such confidence as if he didn’t need me. But, last year, he was almost my second assistant in the classroom. He was the perfect handyman in the classroom, a trustee especially in solving environment problems around my students. Jethro and AJ were, I should say, one of the most challenging students I had when I was a Level 1 teacher.

Yesterday, I met another lovely child and I need to hide his name as G. G didn’t want to eat his lunch and I had to ask my partner, Ms Icy, to make sure he eats. He decided not to and I realized that when he has made up his mind, he wouldn’t change it. He kicked the chair where he was supposed to sit and threw tantrums. It was a tough call!

I needed to bring him outside in order not to cause an embarassment to himself. On our way outside, he moved to scratch me. I was about to release a painful cry when he motioned to bite me. He was successful and I got 6 teeth bites from him. It didn’t stop there. I had to lock him carefully in order for him to calm down but he was very strong and furious. According to history, he has temper problems. Good thing, I learned TKD long ago, that’s why he wasn’t successful in spitting at my face.

He was screaming. I told him that he was making it difficult for both of us. It was a thirty-minute struggle and we were like wrestling with each other’s wits and strength.

I had to control myself from saying anything that might provoke him more but I was holding him tight. My 98 - pound frame is not that strong to hold on more. I thought I would snap! All I was thinking was that God would touch him and he would grow tired to stop.

He finally stopped and was sobbing. Moments like that would crush me. You see, in the life of a teacher, the most difficult thing is when you need to hurt the feelings of your student in order to teach something valuable in life. I heard myself saying, “G, I am doing this because I want to be your teacher. And though you do not understand yet why I am not giving in, I’d like you to know, I’ll be here to help you get through this day.”

He paused and pushed me away. He said, “Don’t touch me. Okay, I will eat.” I respected his request. But I told him I have to watch him from afar. I got his food and jug of water and watched him eat. I had to look for a mug of coffee to relax. Then I sat on a white chair facing the horizon with my newfound student, G.

Seeing that he was tired, I asked if he wanted to rest. He was not reluctant at all. Then I told him, “You can come back to the classroom as soon as you feel better.” After an hour, he came back. Thirty minutes passed and I saw him working well. Then when it was his turn to shake my hands and say goodbye, he then asked, “What is your name again?” I almost cried at that instant. I cleared my throat and said, “My name is Ms Jeni.” What a way to introduce each other!

Today, he came inside the classroom. He didn’t shake my hands when he came in especially that he was a prodded by another teacher for an embrace. But one thing is certain. He began to show respect. The day finished with him working beautifully. He was the last student to come out but he smiled and said, “I am going to work again tomorrow, Ms Jeni.”