Beautiful Things

I love the melody of this song by Benson Boone. I looked for the lyrics coz I want to learn how to sing it, but when I read the lyrics, I changed my mind. I don't want to ask God to not take away the beautiful things I have, because that meant I made those things higher than God. It's God that I should worship and love first not anyone or anything else. I don't want to think of myself as more intelligent, more loving, more knowledgeable than God, to even think of telling God what to do. I don't agree with the message of the song so I no longer want to sing it even though I really love the melody and the high notes. 

I'm just writing this as a reminder to myself to not make people or things my idol. I'm referring to the catholic definition of the word. Idol meaning treating that person or thing as God, as the one who is the most important in your life. I love my mom and brother and all my relatives and friends, but I never put them as number one in my life. I like to think that I put God first and everyone else second. I pray for safety for all the people I love and I will be hurt if anything happens to them. However, I'm at this point in my faith, that I will not question the wisdom of God no matter what He allows to happen. I am worried sometimes of course. I try to say thank you to God every night when I go to sleep that we are all well, that we were kept safe on that day. 

The song talks about the fear of losing that girl that he loves. I really don't like a guy who doesn't have God at the center of his life. His fear is normal but I don't want to be like him, I want to be like Job in the Bible. To be able to accept everything that happens and not lose faith nor blame God for anything.

I love this talk from Chris Stefanick about spiritual detachment.

I also love the comment from one of the viewers:

I'm going to repeat the last line here because that's also what I will regret to see those times that I didn't share His Love with those He put in my life.

Flipster Talon - Dreamleague Season 26

I'm happy to see them win in playoffs against Aurora Gaming. They got 3rd place coz they lost against BetBoom, but it's okay, I'm happy to see that at least they were able to pass the group stage of a tournament. I have high hopes for this roster, and maybe Kuku's drafting is getting better, maybe they can get to top 4 of TI (The International) this 2025 hehehe

I've put below the games I want to watch again. Games they won. :)

Group Stage 1

vs. Avulus 
Game 1

vs. Parivision Game 1

vs. Navi Jr. Game 1 & 2

PFVR Quote 1

 

Photo By: Kaboompics.com

(from the book Democracy and Discipline: Fidel V. Ramos and His Philippine Presidency by W. Scott Thompson)

Mother's Day 2025

😍😍😍 Happy Mother's Day, Mama 😍😍😍

My Favorite Poem #3

 10 Things I Hate About You

(poem from the movie with the same title)

I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much that it makes me sick and even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
Not even close,
Not even a little bit,
Not even at all.

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My Favorite Poem #2

 If

by
Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you   

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

    But make allowance for their doubting too;   

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   

    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

    And treat those two impostors just the same;   

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

    And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   

    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

    If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   

    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

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My Favorite Poem #1

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost