Showing posts with label Romans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romans. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2026

Jesus Calling: A bible series 165/365

 

My last day at work! Wow! 11 months of patience, endurance and perseverance. 

Once upon a time, I was just praying for this job and now I’m leaving. Not because of exhaustion, but because of a new hope. A new opportunity. A new career. A new dream.

God is really doing his promises. His works and miracles. 

This verse is a perfect example of God being our beacon of light and hope. A shield against our endeavors and our strength in all our trials. As Christians,  we need to keep in mind that God has all our backs whenever we feel down, anxious and in doubt. I remember a time when one of my colleagues bullied me in a way, he was shouting at me and pointed all the blame to me. I was in anguish, I cried every night thinking I should leave. I was so desperate to find something else so I can finally leave and not see him anymore. It came to the point that I told the incident to my parents and to my husband. And my husband was annoyed as well, he stalked him and wanted to go to his house and knock him off. To be honest, I don’t want to hurt anyone just because I was told off. I just want to rant and tell what my feelings are. I recall what Jesus told us that we should love our enemies and not to wish them bad things to happen. If someone slap our right cheek, we should let them slap the other side as well. 

I just cried out for help every night. And now, I cried for joy. Praising our Almighty God who gave me a way out. This is it! 

What a wonderful way to praise the Lord and to convert all the negative experiences to a positive outlook where I used all my perseverance and patience as a strength. 

My husband told me multiple times not to go to work and I was annoyed. Really annoyed. Because I kept on telling him that the rota was done. They were expecting me to go in today and now I’m going to call in sick? Faking my own sickness. I am not that kind of person. I still care until the very end. I have my own integrity and it’s final. I am not like others who does not care. What if I just leave and suddenly they will call me and say, I owe them a day because I called in sick? That’s messed up. My husband sometimes doesn’t think the way I think. He relentlessly just like other Brits. Honestly, he’s a bit careless and selfish. I don’t blame him, I blame his parents. 

Anyway, going back to what I was thankful. I had so many lessons I had learned in the hospitality business. I learned how to deal with guests in a more genuine and friendly way. Thanks to Liz who I always look up to on how the way she deals with people, the way she talks, the way she understands and not taking sides. She’s a good person, very kind, she’s so pretty as well and I admire her personality. I hope one day, I will reach the level how she communicates. But thinking she was brought up speaking English since childhood is a plus. I was so lucky to be with her as a coworker, she’s so reliant and responsible, very mindful. It’s very seldom to meet people as such a young age who is very hard working and responsible. I hope one day, we became colleagues again. She made an impact to me, I don’t feel insecure, she boosts me, she really knows what she’s doing and I pray she finds a role that will appreciate her workmanship. I am so lucky to be her colleague on my last shift. She really is a good team player. 

As I was doing my last and final walk around in the hotel, I reminisce my first walk around and it was so tiring because I wore a very flat shoes which I didn’t realize that wearing a good shoes on an 8 hour shift is a must. Finding a good shoes like Skechers is the key. I took my shoes home which my husband bought to me as my birthday gift last year and I used it for 11 months and I just washed them once and it looked still brand new. Thank you Skechers hahahaha!

There were some hotel problems that I solved myself since I was the duty manager today and it was a crazy one. First, one of the guest room’s tv is not working, there is no sound coming and it was funny because I asked ChatGPT and it helped. Second, one of the guest room’s toilet was blocked so I unblocked it myself. Like it was really gross. I couldn’t describe it myself because it i really blocked and I need to use the toilet plunger to unblock it. I was not feeling gross to be honest. I think I got used to it way back home. I was not born rich, I know how to unblock a blocked toilet multiple times when we were still living in our old house in the Philippines. And I was amazed with the plunger here it is so powerful unlike the plunger at home. Hahaha!

As I lay tonight, I felt relieved. Finally, I was done.

Thank you Lord for giving me such a huge patience. The Lord is merciful.

God bless us all!

Friday, March 27, 2026

Lenten Series: The source of unity

 

 

Greetings! This is the last day of my holiday before I go back to work tomorrow. Three days has gone so fast. Anyway, I am looking forward to my next holiday on Tuesday, that’s the last holidays I can avail before going to the next annual year for holidays on April. Today was gloomy. I decided not to go out for a run. It was rainy, cold and breezy. I did an activity that will make me feel active and that is house cleaning!!!! 

I woke up with a shocking news this morning that my mum decided to go home unexpectedly to Cebu to attend her sister’s burial tomorrow. It was so sudden that it was supposed to be yesterday or two days prior. It was a last minute decision she made. Me, my dad and my sister were so worried. She’ll be traveling on her own. I rang her this morning and felt at peace that she’s on the bus going to Clark Airport. Her flight is at 5.45am, she’ll be arriving between 7-8am in Cebu just before her sister’s burial. My dad was flabbergasted and I could hear his words coming from our group chat. He sounds so angry and grumpy. But at the same time, I totally understand my mum. I mean that’s her sister. I phoned her this morning and I totally understand her. She was giving back the gratitude her sister gave us when she was still living. And I would also be devastated when I did not do my best before it’s too late. I think my dad only thinks about the transportation money, he was not understanding my mum’s feelings. She just wants to say her last goodbye. That’s her whole exact point. The moment I heard my mum’s shaking voice a while ago, I totally knew she’s not in her normal state of mind. She’s not calm, she’s so worried and anxious. She wants to see her sister for the very last time. And I totally understand that. She was so upset she could have been there on her last dying moment. And that’s what love is. That’s her sister. Her own kin. Her own blood.

Brothers and sisters, we have another beautiful verse from PAUL to the Romans. He wrote a prayer for believers to live in harmony and Christlike love. It asks “the God of endurance and encouragement” to grant believers the same attitude toward each other that Christ Jesus had, enabling them to coexist peacefully despite differences. 

Paul highlights that true, lasting harmony comes from God, not just human effort. Christians are encouraged to treat each other with the same self-sacrificial love and patience that Jesus showed. 

Just like what my aunt showed her concern, love and understanding to my mum. That is sister love. Whatever conflicts that they have done was over now. She’s gone. Sister’s rivalry is not forever. Sisters should always there for each other. We are just human, we’re not perfect. There are no perfect family. But what is the most important lesson they taught us as mums. They taught us to pray, have faith. They were not a perfect parents. But they taught us to surrender everything. To give up everything to the Lord. To submit ourselves to our husbands and be a good woman of God. That is true sisters’ unity. Unity to pray, to love and to submit.

Tomorrow is my aunt’s burial. I wish and pray God guides her and deliver her from purgatory. And may perpetual light shine upon her. And may her soul rest in peace. Again, Tita Denz, you will be missed. 
You’re forever in our hearts.