Can Angels Hear Us?

 

I got this wall decor that caught my eye from a thrift store about two weeks ago. A few days later, as I was browsing through Google Books, I found Healing With the Angels by Doreen Virtue or should I say the star of the book found me—the angels! As I read on, I felt the desire to activate their presence. So, I prayed the rosary for different intentions including for my dear friend Vi as I invited the holy angels to come and pray with me.

A page from I Am Grateful For Your Friendship.

 

We met each other the following day, Sunday in St. Gabriel Church, and then she gave me this book about friendship. She said, she asked God who could be her friend that she can pour her heart to, especially when she needs one. God responded in her heart, “Who else but Sherr.” I felt so convinced that our guardian angels have communicated!

 

 

Prayer: Lord Jesus, thank you for all our friends and our guardian angels! Our friends are really angels in disguise. Help us to be an angel to everyone, including the people we don’t really like much. And thank you for giving us the opportunity to be a blessing to others. Amen! Praise you God!

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Use Your Gifts

A picture taken in Thailand with my family and my brother, John Tamayo, SDB in Thailand a few years back. I love the background! So peaceful.

Happy New Year everyone!!! With this greeting comes a story that I don’t want to forget, which I think is great for the beginning of a new year. New hopes! New dreams! New plans! So here it goes and I hope that you can take something good out of it.

I attended this one Sunday mass in November of 2016 and I sat by my friend, Hannah. As we were about to sit for the readings, Hannah told me, “You sing perfectly,” with a smile. I was so happy. Later on, it was time to line up for communion. As I was walking in the center aisle, I was drawn to the huge pink purse of the lady in front of me. Suddenly, I remembered why. A friend of mine had given to me exactly the same bag. Questions popped in my head. Why am I seeing this? Does God have a special message? “Ginagamit n’ya yung bag n’ya,” I thought in Tagalog, which meant “She is using her bag. Mine was a gift from Vida last Christmas and it was still up our closet. My mind started playing with the words use and gift. Voila!”Use your gift or rather use your gifts!”  This message struck my heart with joy as I was about to receive Jesus in holy communion.

My pink purse given to me as a Christmas gift by my friend Vida. By the way, I am using it now.

As the mass drew to a close, of course, I sang again to my heart’s content.  When we were done singing the final hymn, the lady in front of me turned around and invited me to join their choir. Wow! I was taken aback! That was three in a row. God was probably saying, “If this does not get your attention, I don’t know what will.” Oh, Lord, I get it. I do!

PRAYER: For the new year, help us Jesus to listen to you more and follow your voice. May we be more giving of our time, talent and treasure to You because all of these came from You, anyway. You are our Creator!  “Since we have gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us exercise them: if prophecy, in proportion to the faith; if ministry, in ministering; if one is a teacher, in teaching; if one exhorts, in exhortation; if one contributes, in generosity; if one is over others,with diligence; if one does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness. (Romans 12: 6-8)  Senor Sto. Nino, be with us!

The Holy Infant Jesus (courtesy of the Sinulog festival at St. Aloysius Catholic Church in Hickory, NC)

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The Easter Vigil Candle Saved My Family from the Flood

Christ be our light. Teach us to trust in you.

Christ be our light. Teach us to trust in you.

The year was 1987. The setting was in a small village called Youngstown in Cainta, Rizal in the Philippines.  Unlike other neighboring families, this family was busy preparing sandbags in the front of their house.  Neighboring houses were already waist deep in water. The sound of consistent heavy drumming can be heard as rain continuously poured throughout the day on rooftops. My sister, Rosella Balgoa and her husband Teem had to stop the water from coming into their house— the only one on their street on a higher elevation. A little voice inside of her told her to light “the candle.” However, her rational side responded, “What’s that got to do with the flood? We are on the race against time.” She knew which candle the voice was referring to.  It was the Easter Vigil candle.

In the early 80”s when my sister and her husband were just newlyweds, a Salesian priest named Father Taiz gave them an Easter Vigil candle also called Paschal candle as a wedding gift.  It was a one foot long candle with a decorative olive branch on it. Curious about the actual connection of the candle with Jesus Christ, I inquired in writing to Fr. John B. Tamayo, who happens to be my brother, a missionary Salesian priest. This was his response.

The Easter Vigil Candle is lighted from the fire of burning wood. The fire symbolizes the new life scattering the darkness of the night. As the Easter Candle is blessed with the lighting from the fire, the priest puts the five incensed marks of the wounds of Christ remembering his death and is now RISEN AND LIVES FOR EVER. He is victorious over sin, death and evil. He has redeemed humanity and all creation and invites us all to shine like him in His resurrection.

Now going back to the story… As my sister and her husband were hastily working on sandbagging, the flood water started going inside their house through the floor drain in their restroom.  This really sent my sister to panic mode. Again, she heard the subtle voice, “Light the candle.” With no other recourse, she called all family members to come to their family altar. Then she lighted up the Easter Vigil candle, which had now been reduced to only one inch. She led the family in saying one Our Father, one Hail Mary and one Glory Be and prayed that the rain would stop. My sister shared, “It took several minutes for the rain to calm down until it gradually stopped. I could hear the heart pounding thunder and saw the flashes of lightning in the black sky. It was like thunder and lightning were in an argument.   That too, stopped although the sky remained in darkness.”

Jesus, be our light for the youth.

Jesus, be our light for the youth.

My sister continued, “If there is a calamity or a heavy problem you are facing, you can always light up the Easter vigil candle and pray. Jesus dispelled darkness and death on Easter and He will always be there to help us.” Because of my sister’s experience, my sister and I share this story with our friends and other fellow parishioners. I also attend as much as I can the Easter Vigil mass every year and bring my own candles so that it can be lighted with the light of Christ.

Prayer: Dear Lord Jesus, You are the Light of the world. Help us to listen and follow God’s will, so we can radiate your light to others and be able to possess your gift of life through your mighty name. Amen.    (Based on John 8:12)

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My Nanay

 

Nanay (left) with my sister Jojie. What a beautiful smile! We miss you Nay! This was taken in 2014.

Nanay (left) with my sister Jojie. What  beautiful smiles! We miss you Nay! This was taken in 2014.

Us, sisters with Nanay. Missing in this picture is our other sister Baby.

Us, sisters with Nanay. Missing in this picture is our other sister Baby.

Of children, sons-in-law, and grandchildren. Our big family with Nanay in multicolored shirt. This picture was taken in 2014.

Of children, sons-in-law, and grandchildren. Our big family with Nanay in multicolored shirt. This picture was taken in 2014 in Quezon City, Philippines.

One of the few who made the biggest influence in my life is my mom or in Tagalog, we call her Nanay. I remember when Tatay (father) and Nanay visited the United States in March 2003 from the Philippines and stayed with my husband and I for a few months. On the day that I was about to give birth to my one and only child, Nanay and Tatay prayed for me the whole day. I was 38 years old then with gestational diabetes.  A minute or two after the baby came out early evening; the phone rang in the delivery room.  It was my mom checking on me! Up to now, it somewhat puzzles me how she knew when to call! She told me later that she felt this urge that she just had to call. They were truly God sent!

Wacky pose with Nanay! What was she telling me? Peace man! Peace!

Wacky pose with Nanay! What was she telling me? Peace man! Peace!

Nanay with Ate Jojie and family and Ate Nenette.

Nanay with Ate Jojie and family and Ate Nenette.  Picture taken in 2014.

I stayed home for the next two months while I was new-mom-in-training with Nanay.  She was 73 years old then. In the meantime, my father who was 77 years old started showing signs of Alzheimer’s, depression and prostate problems. My husband and I brought him to the emergency room twice. He was also experiencing hallucinations and poor eyesight due to his diabetes.  He also slipped on our floor twice.  This was a real challenge for Nanay who attends to Tatay’s needs and for me considering I just had a newborn. My mom and I just hang on to our faith in God that He will take care of everything.

Kids! Kids! Kids! Nanay poses with my brother-in-law (in yellow shirt) and my brother priest (in white shirt) and the grandchildren! Cheeeezzzzz!

Kids! Kids! Kids! Nanay poses with my brother-in-law (in yellow shirt), my brother priest (in white shirt) and the grandchildren! Cheeeezzzzz! She was 83 years old in this picture and still looking good!

I went back to work after two months only to be back at the hospital after only a day at work.  My appendix ruptured and so I had to stay at the hospital for three days.  During this time, my mom took care of my baby and my father by herself most of the time.  She never said an ugly word to me nor complained. Instead, she told me later that she prayed to RJ’s guardian angel to extend his sleep at night.  Sure enough, my baby’s sleep went from two hours to four hours after bottle feeding. For the next two weeks, Nanay carried the bulk of the responsibilities at home because of the physical limitations placed on me by my doctor while my husband continued to work full time. My parents decided to leave for the Philippines after three months of staying with me due to my Tatay’s deteriorating health.  However, those moments we shared together were one of the best.  I learned what it meant to be a parent, a spouse, a friend, and loving daughter to an ailing parent. My mother became my anchor when the big waves hit us hardest. She became my role model for a woman of faith, patience and joy. Whether it’s day or night, Tatay and Nanay found some quiet time to pray: either with their rosaries or with her prayer book.  These were their weapons.

Nanay's farewell. She bid us goodbye on January 26, 2015. A few weeks short of her 85th birthday!

Nanay’s farewell. She bid us goodbye on January 26, 2015.  A few weeks short of her 85th birthday.

With family and friends in front of her casket during the week of viewing.

With family  in front of her casket during the week of viewing on the last week of January 2015.

The altar of Santuario de San Pedro Bautista in San Francisco del Monte, Quezon City where the funeral mass in honor of Nanay was held.

The altar of Santuario de San Pedro Bautista in San Francisco del Monte, Quezon City where the funeral mass in honor of Nanay was held.  It is one of the oldest churches in the Philippines. Its patron saint, San Pedro Bautista answered to God’s calling and prayed in this place.  Thus, it is considered a sacred place.

Relatives, both near and far, attend her funeral mass.

Relatives and friends, both near and far, pay their last respects.

The family gathered for the mass.

The family gathered for the mass.

Thank you so much to Nanang Letty, her brother, and their family for helping us take care of finding a place for the viewing, the funeral mass, and all kinds of support, especially the choir. Taos puso pong pasasalamat namin sa inyo at sa inyong mga kaibigan!

Thank you so much to Nanang Letty, her brother, and their family for helping us take care of finding a place for the viewing, the funeral mass, and all kinds of support you’ve extended to us, especially the choir. Taos puso pong pasasalamat namin sa inyo at sa inyong mga kaibigan!

Special thanks to the choir for sharing your voices to make Nanay and our family happy and most of all to praise God!

Special thanks to the choir for sharing your voices to make Nanay and our family happy and most of all to praise God!

One time, decades ago in the Philippines after asking her for advice, I remembered asking Nanay. “Nanay, what’s gonna happen when you are gone? I’m really gonna miss you.” She responded, “I can do more things for you when I am gone.” You know what? I believe that is exactly what she is doing.  She continues to pray and watch over us and all her loved ones. Just several days after she died, my sister won an iPad in a raffle, 500 dinars that were lost were suddenly found tucked in my brother priest’s wallet and a few grandchildren had new job offers or new jobs! Thank you, Nanay! Praise and thank you God for your love reflected through Nanay and Tatay!

AUTHOR’S NOTE: OUR FAMILY WISHES TO THANK EACH AND EVERYONE OF OUR RELATIVES, FRIENDS,  THE SALESIAN COMMUNITY AND CO-MEMBERS IN THE LEGION OF MARY WHO HAD SUPPORTED US DURING OUR TIMES OF GRIEF AND WHO CONTINUE TO SUPPORT US WITH THEIR PRAYERS FOR US AND FOR NANAY.  TAOS PUSO PONG PASASALAMAT SA INYONG LAHAT. WORDS ARE NOT ENOUGH TO EXPRESS OUR GRATITUDE TO YOU! GOD BLESS US ALL!

Fr. John Tamayo, SDB and his confrere priests from the Salesian community concelebrate the mass for Nanay.

Fr. John Tamayo, SDB, our one and only eldest brother, Fr. Bicomong, SDB (our neighbor in Quezon City), Fr. Godofredo Atienza, SDB, Fr. Ver Tolentino and his confrere priests from the Salesian community concelebrated the mass for Nanay. Fr. John was in the middle, front row with Fr. Bicomong on his right side; Fr. Godofredo was in his back left side and Fr. Ver was in the extreme right on the second row.  Fathers  John, Ver, and Godofredo are cousins. Praise God for the prayers offered for Nanay! There was so much rejoicing in heaven.

Goodbye Nanay! We are happy that you are with the Father!

Goodbye Nanay! We are happy that you are now with our Creator! We believe that you are now in heaven with Tatay and our other relatives and friends!

"We love you Nanay!" Two of nanay's closest friends said their final goodbyes to her as Fr. John watched.

“We love you Nanay!” Two of nanay’s closest friends said their final goodbyes to her as Fr. John prayed.

"The LORD is my light and my salvation-- whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life-- of whom shall I be afraid?" Psalm 27:1 NIV

“The LORD is my light and my salvation– whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life– of whom shall I be afraid?” Psalm 27:1   Yes, Nanay.  You are now with the Lord.  There is nothing to fear.

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Thank you Danny, Hotel Madera and the Philippine Embassy in Washington DC

Welcome. That was our feeling when my family and I arrived at our spacious bedroom last December 19 in Hotel Madera DC.  It was an 8-hour drive from Charlotte to Washington, DC’s downtown area and the last 30 minutes were confusing with the roundabouts, some very short streets plus the fact that I was looking for street names in the dark. We arrived in the hotel at 6:30 pm and we were surprised by what awaited us in our bedroom.  The cold weather outside was in sharp contrast with the warm generosity of Danny de Asis, who invited us to stay in the hotel. There was a bottle of wine, toasts with spreads and cheese, cold cuts and freshly cut assortment of fruits on the table. I’ve stayed in hotels before, but there was no complimentary food as soon as you come inside your room. Not even a piece of banana!  He also gave us a $10 Raid the Bar credit. That truly came in handy because my 12-year old son already grabbed a pack of M&M peanut chocolates after several minutes.

The hotel is located at 1310 New Hampshire Ave NW, Washington DC 20036. They have a great staff!

The hotel is located at 1310 New Hampshire Ave NW, Washington DC 20036. They have a great staff!

Surprise!

Surprise!

At around 7:30 pm, we went down for dinner.  Upon Danny’s prompting, we tried the “famous Firefly Restaurant” which was just at the ground floor of the hotel. I loved the cozy feeling of the place, the dark wood, especially the huge tree trunk that dominated the resto with lanterns hanging on its branches and the little candles flickering on each table. It felt like we were eating close to a palaisdaan (fishpond) at night in the Philippines with fireflies lighting up the place. We enjoyed our main courses but what stood out for me was the dessert—Chocolate Pot de Crème. The frothy and creamy texture of the chocolate just melted in my mouth. It just makes you want to ask for more. Saturday, was truly unforgettable. Our hearts were full of joy and so were our bellies! Thanks Danny!

The Firefly Restaurant located inside Hotel Madera DC

The Firefly Restaurant located inside Hotel Madera DC

A celebration of life and food in Firefly.

A celebration of life and food in Firefly.  The cards were handmade and signed by the staff.  How thoughtful! Muchos gracias!

Wanna try?

Wanna try?

The farmhouse chicken is tasty and filling. So come in hungry!

The beautiful farmhouse chicken is so filling.  Come in hungry!

An inside view of The Firefly.

An inside view of The Firefly.

Chocolate Pot de Creme. Not to be missed by chocolate lovers!

Chocolate Pot de Creme. Not to be missed by chocolate lovers! Delicious!

The following day, we went to mass at a nearby Catholic church late in the morning.  We parked our car along 9th Street NW close to L Street NW.  When we came back, our right passenger window in the back was broken and glass pieces were all over.  My son’s camera bag with a small tripod and a special lens was stolen! After the police came and we vacuumed all the broken pieces, Danny and Brittany covered our window with a black industrial strength trash bag. That truly made a difference on our way back home. Thanks Danny and Brittany!

Broken glass everywhere. Lesson learned: Do not leave anything inside your car--- bags, keys, pouch, et cetera. They might arouse the curiousity of the thief.

Broken glass everywhere. Lesson learned: Do not leave anything inside your car— bags, keys, pouch, et cetera. They might arouse the curiosity of the thief.

Special thanks also go to the staff who served us on that Saturday night, Kelvin and Stephanie, our morning waitress, who not only served us with a smile and provided great service but also printed for us the directions in the downtown area, including how to get to the Philippine Embassy. Kudos also goes to this lady employee at the Philippine Embassy.  Although my husband, Roy Siplon was not able to get her name, I wanted to recognize her for fast, prompt and efficient service on December 21, 2015. He had a Power of attorney authenticated and she finished the work in an hour! Yes, in an hour! She is an example that Filipino government employees are worth emulating and world class if they want to!

A colorful continental breakfast served by Stephanie, our delightful waitress.

A colorful and appetizing continental breakfast served by Stephanie, our delightful waitress.

Overall, my family and I enjoyed our stay in Washington DC. Thanks to all the people who made our stay wonderful despite the broken car window!

Overall, my family and I enjoyed our stay in Washington DC. Thanks to all the people who made our stay delightful despite our broken car window!

 

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Rejoice in the Lord Always

January 2. We celebrated our family Christmas party with my husband’s grown up children, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, a friend, and our son. The house was filled with the sound of chatter, laughter, the aroma of pansit, pies, green bean casserole, corn souffle, and pork steak with onion. The small nativity scene with a lighted star on top adorned the table shared with the statues of Divine Mercy and our Mother Mary at our entrance. Later, we had our  traditional meal which started with a prayer followed by the opening of gifts.  The grandchildren enjoyed flying their drones, courtesy of  Sonny. The grown ups, on the other hand enjoyed listening and singing karaoke. My husband, Roy sang My Way and Besame Mucho. His voice was so cool that we asked for more. But what stood out that night for me was the joy in my heart enjoying music and the fellowship . Later, when it was just me and my husband, I sang and danced to my heart’s content. I rediscovered God’s gift to me of a good voice. I am glad to be able to share it this coming February during our Diversity Night in school. Sharing our  gifts is a chance to acknowledge the Maker and thank Him for bestowing on us our talents.

Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms (1 Peter 4:10).

Another thing I’ve gained an appreciation for and need to practice more  often is the spirit of gratitude and rejoicing. It is something that I want to intentionally remind myself to do more often if not at all times.

Rejoice always,  pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus  (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18).

Prayer: Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit. Come Holy Spirit and bless the person reading it right now. Grant  her a happy Spirit so that your Glory will be reflected through her. In Jesus name, we pray.  Amen.

Here is a sampling of things that make me happy.  Praise God! Thank you dear Mother Mary for walking with me in this journey called life and for sending wonderful people my way. Thanks to all my readers.  May God bless you a hundredfold this 2016!

Pope Francis raises the host during the Papal mass at the 2015 World Meeting of Families in Philadelphia.

Pope Francis raises the host during the Papal mass at the 2015 World Meeting of Families in Philadelphia.

 

Mi familia. My family.

Mi familia. My family.

 

Family

Family

 

My mom and sister

My mom and sister

 

The simple joys of life like tasting taho.

The simple joys of life like tasting taho.

 

Travelling back to your country and going back to your roots.

Travelling back to your country and going back to your roots.

 

Posing with my family and co-legionaries of Mary in Jan. 2015 in the Philippines. "Those were the days my friend..." and now we have literally grown sideways or otherwise and have kids.

Posing with my family and co-legionaries of Mary in Jan. 2015 in the Philippines. “Those were the days my friend…” and now we have literally grown sideways or otherwise and have kids.

 

More of my co-legionaries of Mary and family in our old house in the Philippines.

More of my co-legionaries of Mary and family in our old house in the Philippines.

 

Singing karaoke with a twist with family in the Philippines.

Singing karaoke with a twist with family in the Philippines.

 

With family, enjoying the peaceful view of the Everglades in Florida

With family, enjoying the peaceful view of the Everglades in Florida

 

Exercising with Pugsy or just being silly.

Exercising with Pugsy or just being silly.

 

Whoo. Whoo. Another year of life. Priceless.

Whoo. Whoo. Another year of life. Priceless.

 

Ice cream, buko, and bonding. Priceless.

Ice cream, buko, and bonding. Priceless.

 

Getting IN TOUCH with the tree. Only in the Philippines.

Getting IN TOUCH with the tree. Only in the Philippines.

 

All by myself and loving it. Priceless.

All by myself and loving it. Priceless.

 

Appreciating God's gift of nature in Thailand. Amazing.

Appreciating God’s gift of nature in Thailand. Amazing.

 

What a backdrop! Praise and thank you Lord for the beauty of Thailand!

What a backdrop! Praise and thank you Lord for the beauty of Thailand!

 

Ready to offer flowers for our Blessed Mother.

Ready to offer flowers for our Blessed Mother.

 

Our Mother and Her Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ. Praise and thank you, Lord for coming into our lives.

Our Mother and Her Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ. Praise and thank you, Lord for coming into our lives.

 

The chance to talk with friends and visit the elderly in a relaxed setting. Priceless.

The chance to talk with friends and visit the elderly in a relaxed setting. Priceless.

 

The gifts from the sea. Praise you God for nourishing our bodies and our souls.

The gifts from the sea. Praise you God for nourishing our bodies and our souls.

 

A gift of good cooks and nature's bounty. Ang sarap! Yummy!

A gift of good cooks and nature’s bounty. Ang sarap! Yummy!

 

Bright colored treats for those with sweet tooth, the young, and the young at heart. Smile!

Bright colored treats for those with sweet tooth, the young, and the young at heart. Smile!

 

Basic comfort after a long trip in the countryside of Thailand. Oooh la la la....

Basic comfort after a long trip in the countryside of Thailand. Oooh la la la….

 

Laughter and frisson with our four-legged friends. Omg! Only in Thailand!!!

Laughter and frisson with our four-legged friends. Omg! Only in Thailand!!!

 

 

 

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A Gift of Bread

Last Thursday, December 10, which happens to be the feast day of Our Lady of Loreto, I asked the Lord for a Honda Civic LX.  That was the prize for the lottery in Catherine’s House and I earnestly prayed that God give it to me as my birthday gift. He didn’t. The good news is, I won in our school Christmas party’s lottery, the day after my birthday. It was a Panera Bread Gift Card worth $15. Yay!   The next day, Saturday, the 12th, I went to Perpetual Adoration. As I sat in front of Jesus in the Holy Eucharist, I read the story Hidden Inner Wounds on Through the Eyes of Jesus by Alan Ames.  As I read, tears begun to roll down my cheeks as Jesus healed the woman of her unforgiveness and her past memories. I felt like Jesus was talking to me, too. My catharsis was intense but when I reached for my tissue, there was none. I left for the rest room to get some. When I came back, I looked at the entry date on the book. Alan wrote it on Dec. 10 of 1996 as the Lord directed him to.  “Wow! Same day as my birthday. Thank you Lord!” became my heart’s response as I reach out for more tissues.

The Panera Bread Gift card also came to my mind. My husband and I have been married for 15 years in the Catholic Church. Bread. What about it? The bread is the symbol of the Eucharist.  A communion with Christ. The breaking of the bread with others and with my family.  I believe this is what Jesus wants me to do—to share Him with others through small, everyday kind deeds. And isn’t that a challenge that we all can do? “They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer (Acts 2:42 NIV).”

Pope Francis raises the host during the Papal mass at the 2015 World Meeting of Families in Philadelphia.

Pope Francis raises the host during the Papal mass at the 2015 World Meeting of Families in Philadelphia.

My adoration time finished at 9:00 o’ clock, so I headed for mass. In the beginning of the mass, Fr. Gabriel mentioned that it was the feast day of our Lady of Guadalupe. “How can I forget?” I asked myself. “It must be my back pain again blocking the travel of information in my brain,” I thought. The tissue became handy again. In the mass, Fr. Gabriel talked about our Blessed Mother, who was chosen among women to be the Mother of God. The angel Gabriel went to her and said, “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you (Luke 1:28 NIV). The mention of angel Gabriel then brought me memories of something uncommon that happened in the afternoon of my birthday. I was helping the little children at work login in the computer. I was unusually tired and somewhat impatient for a lot of them were raising their hands or poking me for help. After I finished assisting this one boy, he blurted out “You are doing a very good job of helping us.” That surprised me. “He sounded like an adult,” I thought.  I looked towards his index card to find out his name. His name was Gabriel. “Wow! Amazing Lord! Thank you St. Gabriel!”   Although, I thought I wasn’t deserving of the compliment, He still blessed me.

After mass, around 9:15 am, I saw our old friends Beth and Steve, so we chatted as we usually do. I shared with her my reflections. Then Beth responded, “This morning, God told me to put some cookies in a Ziploc bag.  I asked God to whom I should give it to.  He said, He will direct me. Now, I know He wants me to give it to you. Happy Birthday!”

An assortment of yummy breads await those with sweet tooth at Sweet Inspirations, a restaurant/bakery along Katipunan Avenue in Quezon City, Philippines

An assortment of yummy breads await those with sweet tooth at Sweet Inspirations, a restaurant/bakery along Katipunan Avenue in Quezon City, Philippines.

PRAYER: Lord, thank you for blessing me for the 51 years of my life. Though I am very imperfect, you continue to shower me with your blessings and your Presence. May I not forget your Presence in simple and hidden ways in my life and please bless also all the people I come in contact with.  May we all be a blessing and a reminder of Jesus to each other! Also, thank you for sharing your Mother to us, who also treats us as Her children. Amen.

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