Ang Lalaking Bangus

Bangus – isa sa mga paborito kong isda. Mabango. Masarap. Malinamnam. Ngunit martinik. Tuwing nakakakita ako nito lagi akong napapa-“Wow, Bangus!” Kahit anong luto sa isdang ito ay talagang kakainin ko. Bukod sa pagiging Pambansang Isda ng Pilipinas, ito din ang tinuturing kong karugtong ng aking bituka (parang sanggol lang sa tiyan ang peg, diba?) Basta, iba talaga ang dating ng bangus sa akin, very appetizing and heart-warming. Kahit mabusisi ang pagkain nito, okay lang, sulit naman ang hirap pag natikman na ang laman. At ang pinakapaborito kong parte ay yung tiyan na punong-puno ng taba (Hmmm… Sarap!). Ito ang lagi kong hinuhuling kainin dahil naniniwala ako sa, “Save the best for last.”

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Sa sobrang hilig ko sa bangus, maihahalintulad ko na rin ito sa aking buhay (Haha. 😀 Tama ka! Comparison mode na naman ako sa mga isda). Kadalasan, bangus ang tingin ko sa mga lalaking pogi. As in pag nakakakita ako ng pogi napapa-Wow din ako. At kahit ano pa ang madiskubre kong ugali nila,ayos lang basta gusto ko pa din sila. Ako yung tipong mahilig magpumilit kahit hindi bagay. Basta present yung gusto kong katangian, mapagtitiyagaan na. Kahit ipaksiw mo pa yung bangus na may kasamang mapapait na ampalaya, kakainin ko pa din ito at magkukunwaring hindi napansin ang mapaklang ampalaya.

Parang pagtatanggal ng tinik ang isa-isa kong pagsasantabi sa hindi kagandahang ugali ng lalaking pogi. Pagtiyatiyagaan ko yun matikman lang ang masarap na laman ng bangus. Ngunit minsan, kahit nagtanggal na ko ng mga tinik, hindi pa rin maiiwasan na ako’y mabilaukan dahil meron pa ring nakalusot na maliit na tinik na hindi mo aakalaing makakaapekto sa kasarapan ng aking pagkain. At dahil mapilit ako at gusto ko talaga ang bangus, idadaan ko na lang ito sa biglaang paglulon ng kanin o pag-inom ng isang galong tubig para hindi na ako mahirinan sa sumabit na tinik sa aking lalamunan. Kahit ilang beses akong masaktan, titiisin ko dahil umaasa akong meron pa rin naming natitirang kabutihan ang lalaking pogi. Hindi pa naman ubos ang isda, kaya may pag-asa pa talaga at hindi pa ako nakakarating sa pinakagusto kong parte – ang tiyan ng bangus.

At kapag buto na lang ang natira, uumpisahan ko ng kainin ang best part. Ito na ang katapusan ng pagkain ko ng bangus. Kahit na ito yung pinakaine-enjoy kong parte, ito rin yung maaaring magdikta kung nabusog ba ako o nakulangan. Sa paghimay-himay ko ng pagkatao ng lalaking pogi, pag dumating na ako sa limit ng pagpapakilala niya, dun ko na masasabi kung ito na yung pinakamasarap na natikman kong bangus o marami pa akong kakaining bangus (Oh! Hindi porket natikman yung term, eh yung iniisip mo na yun! Tssss… Ibig sabihin nun eh yung mga naging experience namin all throughout ng pagsasama namin). Maaaring hindi pa ako makuntento kaya maga-abang na lang ulit ako ng bagong magpapa-Wow sa akin. O kaya naman, kuntento na ako dahil sa ka-pogian ng best asset niya. Yung tipong kahit ilang beses niya kong matinik, hindi pa rin nito napigilan yung kagustuhan kong siya’y lalo  pang kilalanin dahil sa pag-asang makikita ko rin ang pinakamagandang ugali niya na hinahain lagi sa huli.

Ngayon, sa aking buhay, masasabi kong kuntento na ako sa lalaking pogi na nakilala ko. At sana’y makilala niyo rin Siya. Merong ilang kataga sa Bibliya na maaaring magpakilala sa kanya, ito ay:

❝ 55 For my flesh is real food and my blood is real drink. 56 Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me, and I in them. 57 Just as the living Father sent me and I live because of the Father, so the one who feeds on me will live because of me. 58 This is the bread that came down from heaven. Your ancestors ate manna and died, but whoever feeds on this bread will live forever.” 59 He (Jesus) said this while teaching in the synagogue in Capernaum. ❞

– John 6:55-59

Kahit minsan nasasaktan ako sa mga panahong lalo ko Siyang kinikilala, (dahil sa Kanyang mga napagdaanan for our own sake) alam kong ito’y patunay lamang kung gaano Niya tayo kamahal. At kahit ano pang pagsubok ang dumating sa akin habang ako’y napapalapit sa Kanya, titiisin ko ito dahil alam kong may magandang naghihintay sa akin sa dulo ng tiyaga ko sa pagkilala sa Kanya – ang buhay na walang hanggan sa piling ng Diyos.

 
 

Speak Life

I have been wondering what other people think about life. For me, life is simple yet complicated at times, does anybody feels the same way? I don’t know. But all I know is we only have one God and one life to live. And a life that is for God is the most precious life I will ever be living. So I’m sharing to you this song that made me realized how important it is to speak LIFE FOUND IN JESUS…

 

Speak Life by TobyMac

Some days, life feels perfect.
Other days it just ain’t workin’.
The good, the bad, the right, the wrong
And everything in between.

Though it’s crazy, amazing
We can turn a heart with the words we say.
Mountains crumble with every syllable.
Hope can live or die

So speak Life, speak Life.
To the deadest darkest night.
Speak life, speak Life.
When the sun won’t shine and you don’t know why.
Look into the eyes of the brokenhearted;
Watch them come alive as soon as you speak hope,
You speak love, you speak…
You speak Life, (oh oh oh oh oh oh) You speak Life. (oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Some days the tongue gets twisted;
Other days my thoughts just fall apart.
I do, I don’t, I will, I won’t,
It’s like I’m drowning in the deep.

Well it’s crazy to imagine,
Words from our lips as the arms of compassion,
Mountains crumble with every syllable.
Hope can live or die.

So speak Life, speak Life.
To the deadest darkest night.
Speak life, speak Life.
When the sun won’t shine and you don’t know why.
Look into the eyes of the brokenhearted;
Watch them come alive as soon as you speak hope,
You speak love, you speak…
You speak Life, (oh oh oh oh oh oh) You speak Life. (oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Lift your head a little higher,
Spread the love like fire,
Hope will fall like rain,
When you speak life with the words you say.

Raise your thoughts a little higher,
Use your words to inspire,
Joy will fall like rain,
When you speak life with the things you say.

Lift your head a little higher,
Spread the love like fire,
Hope will fall like rain,
When you speak life with the words you say.

So speak Life, speak Life.
To the deadest darkest night.
Speak life, speak Life.
When the sun won’t shine and you don’t know why.
Look into the eyes of the brokenhearted;
Watch them come alive as soon as you speak hope,
You speak love, you speak…
You speak Life, (oh oh oh oh oh oh) You speak Life. (oh oh oh oh oh oh)

You speak Life, (oh oh oh oh oh oh) You speak Life. (oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Some days life feels perfect.

 

Things to ponder:

…Does your life speaks for yourselves?

…Does your action complicates life that you are living?

…Does your life affect someone’s life?

…Are you speaking the life of Jesus into yours?
 
 

Love is Optimism

“Love is sweeter the second time around.” But this has nothing to do with my post today. I just want to start my paragraph with “love” and this is the first passage that pops up into my mind. I don’t know, but I have this sense that whenever I start everything in love, positivity always comes in. It is the activation of optimism, I believe.

From my last post (Buhay ng Aking Lamesa), you have seen how messy I am when reviewing. But on a latter part, I can still fix my things after the stressful memorization of formulas and procedures… And what makes you clean your surroundings? It has only three possible reasons: (1) it was part of your daily routine; (2) you are so inspired or in the mood to fix everything; or (3) you are facing a problem so you want to divert your attention to some things, probably cleaning. Obviously, the third reason has no room for this post because I started the paragraph with love. Also, reviewing is not a constant part of my daily routine, so I am not obligated to clean my table every day. So that leaves us to the second possible reason, YES! I am inspired to fix my things because my hard work pays off. I PASSED THE CE MOCK BOARD EXAM! And that made one of my dreams come true, to finish my studies by graduating to college. It is done, finally.

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Even if I wasn’t able to march with my classmates last March 2013, the feeling is still mutual; I have seen and realized that whenever you put the best from all your efforts towards something, the result is very heart-warming and fulfilling. There is nothing to compare from the joy it brings that I deserve all of these. And most of all, to my God, who made all things possible, He deserve all the praises, glory and honor from my success. I LOVE YOU MY LORD!

 
 

Unfailing Love

I was hurt for a hundred times.

I was forsaken for a hundred times.

I was neglected for a hundred times.

I was misjudged for a hundred times.

I was insulted for a thousand times.

 

But with all of these sufferings and pain I know that…

 

Jesus is hurt for countless times.

Jesus is forsaken for countless times.

Jesus is neglected for countless times.

Jesus is misjudged for countless times.

Jesus is insulted for countless times.

 

Yet, HE OFFERS HIS LOVE TO US FOR COUNTLESS MORE TIMES. No matter how many times we have sinned He still loves us. So let us stop complaining and follow His footsteps towards the promise land – our Father’s Kingdom.

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