Saturday, August 26, 2006

Satan's Meeting

Satan called a worldwide convention of demons.

In his opening address he said,

can't keep Christians from going to church. We can't keep them from
reading their Bibles and knowing the truth. We can't even keep them
from forming an intimate relationship with their saviour. Once they
gain that connection with Jesus, our power over them is broken. So let
them go to their churches; let them have their covered dish dinners,
BUT steal their time, so they don't have time to develop a relationship
with Jesus Christ..."

"This is what I want you to do," said the devil:


"How shall we do this?" his demons shouted.

"Keep them busy in the non-essentials of life and invent innumerable schemes to occupy their minds," he answered.

"Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, and borrow, borrow, borrow."

the wives to go to work for long hours and the husbands to work 6-7
days each week, 10-12 hours a day, so they can afford their empty

"Keep them from spending time with their children."

"As their families fragment, soon, their homes will offer no escape from the pressures of work!"

"Over-stimulate their minds so that they cannot hear that still, small voice."

"Entice them to play the radio or cassette player whenever they drive."

keep the TV, VCR, CDs and their PCs going constantly in their home and
see to it that every store and restaurant in the world plays
non-biblical music constantly."

"This will jam their minds and break that union with Christ."

"Fill the coffee tables with magazines and newspapers."

"Pound their minds with the news 24 hours a day."

"Invade their driving moments with billboards."

their mailboxes with junk mail, mail order catalogs, sweepstakes, and
every kind of newsletter and promotional offering free products,
services and false hopes.."

"Keep skinny, beautiful models on
the magazines and TV so their husbands will believe that outward beauty
is what's important, and they'll become dissatisfied with their wives.

"Keep the wives too tired to love their husbands at night."

"Give them headaches too! "

"If they don't give their husbands the love they need, they will begin to look elsewhere."

"That will fragment their families quickly!"

"Give them Santa Claus to distract them from teaching their children the real meaning of Christmas."

"Give them an Easter bunny so they won't talk about his resurrection and power over sin and death."

"Even in their recreation, let them be excessive."

"Have them return from their recreation exhausted."

them too busy to go out in nature and reflect on God's creation. Send
them to amusement parks, sporting events, plays, concerts, and movies

"Keep them busy, busy, busy!"

"And when they
meet for spiritual fellowship, involve them in gossip and small talk so
that they leave with troubled consciences. "

"Crowd their lives with so many good causes they have no time to seek power from Jesus."

"Soon they will be working in their own strength, sacrificing their health and family for the good of the cause."

"It will work! It will work!"

was quite a plan! The demons went eagerly to their assignments causing
Christians everywhere to get busier and more rushed, going here and
Having little time for their God or their families... Having no time to tell others about the power of Jesus to change lives...

...I guess the question is, has the devil been successful in his schemes?

You be the judge...

Does "BUSY" mean:

Please share this with the others, if you aren't too BUSY!

I'm NEVER busy to check my Multiply that's why I posted this. :P I've read this before, pero todo lakas pa rin ang tama niya sa akin. Hay.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Don't read if you don't want to waste your time.

I'm tired of being a stupid southpaw.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

ang kapal ng pagmumukha

Grabe, ang kapal ng pagmumukha mo, Sam!

First off, Linggo ng Wika. (Praise God, our class won two banners, twice the number of banners we won in last year's LNW). As I was setting myself for the results of the Harana (wherein I blew our class' performance), there was still itsy-bitsy feeling of hope that we might win even third place. Kapal.

(So, nope, we didn't win, but I was still surprised with the results. 3J didn't win; I thought they would, kahit third place lang.)

Next vanity is happening right now. Bigkas exam tomorrow, and I'm clueless about the you-never-thought-would-be-freakin'-complicated El Fili. Yet I'm procrastinating, hoping that I wouldn't be called tomorrow. Haaaay.

Friday, August 11, 2006


"La la la la la la..."

I saw the second Harana of our batch today. From there, I saw two things that are similar from the last year's Harana: 1) Our class get-up (only Dave and I were there), and 2) bashing of other class' performances. Siyempre, marami pang iba, but these are the two that stuck in my head.

1. ) Yeah, I sang. I joined the team because I thought I would increase the chances of our class to win. I ended up jeopardizing those chances. They made me do falsetto, because I was the only one who can do it. No matter how hard I tried, I wasn't able to follow Ian's tips of not looking like I was having a hard time and head tone/non-dissonant thingy. I ended up being laughed at by some people. I'm happy those people did. They helped me in my quest of humbling myself. (I really appreciated my friends who said those audience laughed because they can't do falsetto. Thank you.)

2. ) Ah, yes. This one's a blind post (uy, first time ko). I hated it when you did that, both last year and this year. It didn't help our class to win. It did absolutely nothing at all. :(

I wish 3-J would win. I'm so happy I finished the show to see the best for last.

Thursday, August 03, 2006


Last Tuesday, I watched Ang Aksidenteng Kamatayan ng Isang Anarkista along with my schoolmates at the Rizal Mini Theater. No doubt it's a nice play, having a blast seeing our Filipino teachers show what they got besides Filipino fluency.

I saw a guy in the entrance sporting a mohawk. I want, I want! Ayaw ni Dad. :P

The film viewing was to serve as a guide for the Filipino play-making contest in our school. While I was looking inside the theater, I was looking at the people involved in the play, the musicians, the ushers, all of them. Then, I saw this guy wearing the same black Hong Kong shirt that I have. You see, I have a bittersweet memory with that shirt.

I wore that shirt for our class book talk during first year (section E), a contest wherein each class will promote a book. The book that our class promoted was C.S. Lewis' The Magician's Nephew. Our teacher criticized our performance afterwards, and she pointed out my shirt, saying it was anachronistic of me to wear it while entering a magical world, and my diction of magic in the song, I Wanna Make Magic (too solid 'i'). Still, she told us to cross our fingers. Surprisingly, John texted me (I was sick and absent) the next week that Mrs. Santillan, our moderator Ms. Buen then, had told our class made it to the finals. I thought after polishing our act up, our class was going to win, but I ended up being more dissappointed in our final performance. It was raining hard, our voices were hard to hear, we got lost in setting up, and we eventually lost. Dinamdam ko talaga siya. I felt I led our class horribly.

I started looking back at that event in a positive way again during our sabayang pagbigkas
of the same school year. Our Filipino teacher, Mr. Lacson, told us that they were bilib in our class for making it that far in the class book talk, without much support from our moderator who was frequently absent. We eventually won third place in the sabpag, with the lead of Mico and Obed this time. The next year, my new classmates started finding out that I was that I Wanna Make Magic guy. Medyo pinagkalat pa ni<a href=">Ian</a> ako 'yun. They were smiling when they found out. Either they were finding it cool that I was that guy in the book talk or laughing deep inside that I was that guy in the book talk.

I really don't believe in signs. When we rehearsed for the elimination round of book talk, it rained. When we rehearsed for the final round of book talk, it also rained. The second raining didn't mean showering of blessing for our class that time. When I saw that shirt, I thought about what would happen in our Filipino play. I'm not sure that my class is going to win or lose, but in seeing the shirt, feeling ko talaga, may kababalaghang mangyayari sa dula namin ngayong taon. Jinkies!