bestrongandcourageous

The evening used to be full of sorrow

As if the stars themselves were weeping

Twilight tears

And moonlit drops

I used to fear the waking dawn

Where morning clouds would signal

The advent of another day

Bearing a lonely wind

Or a silent telephone

Maybe the sight of me in your shadow

Has become too tiring

Or the sound of a hundred broken promises

Became too loud

And needed to be

Silenced

Along with phrases of “I love you”

And “forever”

Yet I don’t think I’ll ever reach

Goodbye

It is too impossible now

For as far as you are

From me

I carry myself along with you

The tear that you cause

I fill with you

So that my heart ails

And heals

Together because

Of you

On rain that cripples
the earth
and leaves time for watching drops
and far-off thoughts

it leaves you vulnerable
to truths unconsidered
or pains repressed

it opens choices unrecognized
now naked after the afternoon rain
and chosen then
in the silent evening pain

…sige na
you win
and your award
is my absence

there.
your road is ahead of you, far and wide
take it and go

I know you don’t want me to follow
take it and go

as for me
i am here.

Will our song rise again
above clouds of dust and tears?
Is our hope trodden and stomped underfoot
worries
and pain
and pride
can it survive the ever budgeoning weight of years?

Far our sights have gone
and many the places our smiles have met
these too many to lose
too beautiful to regret

Upon church aisles we promised
and on cloudy nights we faltered
giving away pieces of ourselves
when we were never really whole

without our smile
without our love

like being out of breath
we grope
for every available gasp
when all we wanted
was each other’s

this what I noticed as I drove home Thrusday night from UBS, a pastor student of mine rode with me and made me realize a few things…

1. About the youth, you can only do so much, but people are individual people with individual choices.

2. About the church, you can never hope to improve the system if you arent in it, if you dont attend meetings or events, you cant do anything…or, you can be apathetic.

3. About love, as with what Christ did, He can only offer it, bahala na ang tao tumanggap at magbalik or i reject.

a few reminders people…think about it at gaya ng sabi ni Ptr Gil, ang matamaan…ilag.

Love is severely misused nowadays

and it has been corrupted and destroyed

please, guard your heart…

our emotions are real but they are deceptive

and they could lead lives into ruin

please, guard your heart

everyone’s nice

they could say the right words

they could even take care of you

but their motives are unclear until you find out too late

many seek for that immediate thrill

the flavour of a relationship unthought of

and unprepared for

please, guard your heart

if ever you are going to let someone in

let it be someone who believes in what you believe in

who loves your future more than a present feeling

who will be responsible for you
who will not use you

who will love you the way Jesus did

but most of all,

if you are going to let someone love you

let their love lead to the altar

and nowhere else

everyone can be a boyfriend or a girlfriend

but only the worthy ones

plan to be your husband or your wife

please, guard your heart

to the one who has my heart: freedom
to the soul that cries: peace
to all who sees: faith
to the day after this one: hope
to the Lord of all: Love

a cousin of mine asked me, "why do these things? ba’t ka nagpapakamartyr?"
I didn’t know what to answer then, but tonight, siguro eto ang sagot ko…

"Because noone fights for love anymore."
everyone’s so addicted to security, that romance is left at the sidelines
that everyone’s so contented with what they can easily get
rather than what is really meant for them

noone sacrifices anymore…
to love without return
to give without receiving
to care without being taken care of
to hope without proof

maybe its just me, but noone really talks as they did about love before
How Jacob talked to Leah
How Romeo spoke to Juliet
How Jesus reached out to you

"Greater love has noone than this, to give one’s life for a friend."
Jesus died without expecting you to believe in Him
the least I could do…
is to try to love as He did.

I told you how it felt like

when my fingers sit beside yours

I felt like I was home

I bought a gurl a pair of pretty pink shoes
not knowing how far they’d go
will they bring her back amidst my mud-filled blues
or lead her away to someone else’s soul

I knew I’d hurt her true and bad
and didn’t treasure her as much as I should
now all I wanna do is not make her sad
and love her as much as I could

baduy ba?…cute kaya.