It’s Sunday and I am home relaxing and enjoying every minute of it. I have 101 things to do but I don’t have the heart to start working… never on a Sunday!!! I could never ever forget the story of the five balls from the book, SUZANNE’S DIARY FOR NICHOLAS written by James Patterson. The Story of five balls goes like this:
Imagine life is a game in which you are juggling five balls. The balls are called work, family, health, friends and integrity. And you are keeping all of them in the air. But one day you finally come to understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. The other four balls- family, health, friends, and integrity are made of glass. If you drop one of these, it will be irrevocably scuffed, nicked, perhaps even shattered. And once you truly understand the lesson of the five balls, you will have the beginnings of balance in your life.
The past weeks were action-packed. September 8, was the birthday of Mama Mary and on this day one of my prayers was answered… my heart is of course full of thanksgiving… Mama Mary had interceded again; she had given me a wonderful gift on her birthday. Thank You Mama Mary!!!
Sometimes I can’t understand why husbands hit their beloved wives. A person very close to my heart called up crying; her worthless, drunk, drugged husband had slapped and kicked her. She was crying non-stop but has no plans of leaving the bastard… hah, but on the second day when her adored husband threatened her again, she fled scurrying to the loving comfort of her parents’ home. But as expected she is now again back in the loving arms of the good-for-nothing husband…. Hah!!! It irks me… but I am praying that may the angels be always with her to protect her and that in Gods goodness and power may her husband be enlightened. (This is the second time that the bastard hit her)
We never really can tell what tomorrow brings; everyday that comes is a pure surprise. How life can be like walking in a high wire, where a tiny misstep would mean the end. But I would like to imagine that the high wire I am trudging has a safety net beneath, where I will be given another chance to walk again when I fall. Our world was a little bit shaken with Kuya Jomar’s news that Ate Gigi was undergoing surgery; her gall bladder was in the process of being removed because of gallstones. It was again a point in our lives when prayer was our only refuge. I admire my husband, for his very first reaction upon hearing the news was to take hold of the rosary and implored heavens for the success of Ate’s operation and indeed after almost 2 agonizing hours Ate was out of the operating room safe and sound with only trace of Band-Aids for her incisions. God is really good!!!
Imagine life is a game in which you are juggling five balls. The balls are called work, family, health, friends and integrity. And you are keeping all of them in the air. But one day you finally come to understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. The other four balls- family, health, friends, and integrity are made of glass. If you drop one of these, it will be irrevocably scuffed, nicked, perhaps even shattered. And once you truly understand the lesson of the five balls, you will have the beginnings of balance in your life.
The past weeks were action-packed. September 8, was the birthday of Mama Mary and on this day one of my prayers was answered… my heart is of course full of thanksgiving… Mama Mary had interceded again; she had given me a wonderful gift on her birthday. Thank You Mama Mary!!!
Sometimes I can’t understand why husbands hit their beloved wives. A person very close to my heart called up crying; her worthless, drunk, drugged husband had slapped and kicked her. She was crying non-stop but has no plans of leaving the bastard… hah, but on the second day when her adored husband threatened her again, she fled scurrying to the loving comfort of her parents’ home. But as expected she is now again back in the loving arms of the good-for-nothing husband…. Hah!!! It irks me… but I am praying that may the angels be always with her to protect her and that in Gods goodness and power may her husband be enlightened. (This is the second time that the bastard hit her)
We never really can tell what tomorrow brings; everyday that comes is a pure surprise. How life can be like walking in a high wire, where a tiny misstep would mean the end. But I would like to imagine that the high wire I am trudging has a safety net beneath, where I will be given another chance to walk again when I fall. Our world was a little bit shaken with Kuya Jomar’s news that Ate Gigi was undergoing surgery; her gall bladder was in the process of being removed because of gallstones. It was again a point in our lives when prayer was our only refuge. I admire my husband, for his very first reaction upon hearing the news was to take hold of the rosary and implored heavens for the success of Ate’s operation and indeed after almost 2 agonizing hours Ate was out of the operating room safe and sound with only trace of Band-Aids for her incisions. God is really good!!!
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