July Photo Album

1st Corinthians 13:4-8 J.B. Phillips translation

Here are some photos from the past four weeks of July:

July 2 

before my return flight to Bacolod City

July 6

early celebration of Elena's birthday

July 8

celebration of Grace Hughes' birthday in Kabankalan;

food prepared by Mommy Egla

July 10

celebration of my daughter in law God-given's birthday

July 10

Ann Cana's birthday celebration hosted by my sis in law Sue

July 13

a second celebration of Elena's birthday at Jing's place

July 18

Day 1 (Jay's visit) - welcome dinner at Vito and Sue's home 

for our nephew Jay and his family, 

visiting Bacolod City to reconnect with family

(they reside in California, USA)

July 19 

Day 2 - lunch at Pizza Republic, then doughnuts at Krispy Kreme

 

 

July 20

Day 3 - A day with family and friends at Mangga Puri

July 21

Day 4 - A visit to the family grave site, lunch at Aboy's

coffee at Coffee Culture

July 22

Day 5 - a family day at the farm

July 22
Day 5 (Part 2) - a family day at the farm

July 23

Day 7 - lunch at Worshiper and Chosen One's home

July 24

Day 8 - family lunch at 21

 

 

July 25

Day 9 - family farewell dinner at Vito and Sue's home

July 30

delightful Sunday lunch at Gary's Punong

with dear family (Vince and Rhea) and FFI friends!

Read Redefined, my end of July 2017 blog post.

Redefined

Warrior Bride of Christ

painting by Todd L. Thomas

For the word of God is living and powerful, 

and sharper than any two-edged sword, 

piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, 

and of joints and marrow, 

is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

- Hebrews 4:12

This is a special post because it opens my chronicles for the second half of this year!

The year 5777 of the Hebrew calendar, which corresponds to 2017 in our Gregorian calendar, began on Rosh Hashanah last October 2, 2016. There are still about two months left before the next Rosh Hashanah which falls on September 20-21 of this year.

Events have been moving fast for me the past months and I was unable to write about the significance of the year 5777. So in this post I want to share the impact of this season on me, as it has been my deep desire to be connected to the Hebrew roots of my faith and be aligned to God's prophetic timeline. Even more so these days for clearly the end is near.

Also called ayin zayin, 5777 is the Year of the Ruling Sword, for that is what the Hebrew letter zayin looks like - a scepter and a sword.

The prophetic significance of this year is that it has ushered in a season of cutting away, cutting off, and cutting through. It is also called a year of supernatural grace, there being a triple seven in this year. Seven is the number of God which indicates perfection; indeed, God is perfect in every way. And a triple seven signifies triple perfection!

With the ushering in of this season, God is clearing the way for His glory to be poured out. He is Sovereign Ruler and Commander in Chief of heavenly armies at the same time. He is reclaiming territories that have been taken over by the enemy.

The collision of kingdoms has begun... and is upon us. False ideologies are being exposed, which explains why there seems to be an increase in violence all over the world. Darkness and evil have to been seen for what it really is.

As the saying goes, The darkest hour is just before dawn.

The exposure of evil will reveal on whose side we are fighting.

More than ever before, true warriors need to arise.

This is the season to be vigilant, and to exercise our authority as kings and priests. It is also a season of sifting and a purging. It is important for true warriors to operate in the Issachar anointing, that we may know and understand the times and the seasons that we are in.

We need to get out of old patterns, and discard our worn out wineskins.

New wine will be poured only into new wineskins.

As we are in the year of the ruling sword, the sword cuts off the old and releases the new (Cindy Jacobs).

Therefore, the anointing of the Word of God is being poured upon us like never before. There is a renewed hunger for His word, because the sword is the only offensive weapon in our spiritual armor.

2017 is a year of breakthrough.

God is calling us to wield our swords to cut a path through complacency, religiosity, and wrong priorities.

God is inviting us to intimacy, for intimacy is His strategy for revealing His game plan to His true warriors.

David as warrior king knew the divine strategy because He spent long hours in the presence of God.

In 2 Samuel 5:17-21, we read of how David defeated the Philistines, after which he called the name of that place Baal Perazim. In English this means Lord of Breakthroughs. 

So David went to Baal Perazim, and David defeated them there; and he said, “The Lord has broken through my enemies before me, like a breakthrough of water.” Therefore he called the name of that place Baal Perazim.

Baal Perazim literally means "the God who divides."

Isn't that awesome? This correlates to the passage in Hebrews 4:12 which says:

For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

In this season of ayin zayin, the word of God, the sword that is sharper than any double edged sword, will expose our true condition if we are willing. Through His word, God divides between soul and spirit, enabling us to respond to our circumstances not from our soul, but from our spirit, where God dwells.

The number 17 in Scripture symbolizes overcoming the enemy and complete victory. It is significant to note that Noah's ark rested on the mountain of Ararat on the 17th day of the seventh month.

The door of 2017 is open with opportunities for promotion and possessing, but a fight is required. As Graham Cooke says, "Warfare opens up new territory, or it establishes our present claim."

And the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds.

As I walk through the remaining months of this year, I take my position as a warrior very seriously. More than ever before, I want my mouth to be as a sharpened sword.

And He has made My mouth like a sharp sword;

In the shadow of His hand He has hidden Me,

And made Me a polished shaft;

In His quiver He has hidden Me.- Isaiah 49:2

It is within this context that I view the events of the month that is ending today.

I am God's representative, heaven's ambassador -- wherever He sends me. I ask God to let His words be continually on my heart, and that my mouth will speak life and truth to any person I come in contact with.

God calls me to the throne room while it is still dark, but there are times when I have opted for more sleep. And I realize there really is no time to lose. I need God's wisdom each day to see the events unfolding before me from my spiritual eyes, not my physical eyes; to interpret what is happening, from His perspective, not mine.

As I look back at this month, I am thankful for the many opportunities Abba Father has given me to be His mouthpiece, and His ambassador.

July really went by like a whirlwind. For the past weeks of this amazing month, I was re-connecting almost on a daily basis, to loved ones - friends and family!

On the first Sunday of July, Obedient One and I attended the 9 a.m. worship service at her church, Victory Katipunan as my flight back to Bacolod City was that same afternoon.

Pastor Raymund's message set the tone as to how the rest of the month would go for me. Indeed, Jesus Christ's sermon on the mount gives us a new lens from which to view and understand life. For me, this sermon is God's divine strategy for the warfare we are in. The weapons we have been given are not the conventional weapons this world uses.

The teachings of Jesus in these chapters run counter culture, even then as they do today. And as in anything that Jesus teaches, the paradigm shift has to first take place in our hearts before it can manifest outwardly.

I  name this month Redefined... with the prayer that in the coming months the word of God will continue to be my daily portion, and my weapon against the schemes of the enemy.


(I will be sharing the photos from this month in the next post: July Photo Album)

A Servant's Heart

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But Jesus called them to him and said, 

“You know that the rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, 

and their great ones exercise authority over them. 
It shall not be so among you. 

But whoever would be great among you must be your servant, 

and whoever would be first among you must be your slave, 

even as the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, 

and to give his life as a ransom for many.” 

- Matthew 20:25-28

The month of June came to an end three days ago.

So here I am again, with the precious lessons of the past weeks safely tucked within my heart, just waiting to be translated into words.

As I have often said before, a blog post deserves more than just a few minutes of my time. It deserves intentionality. It requires a considerable chunk of time looking back at the past weeks, evaluating the significance of certain events, and co-relating the external circumstances with the inner landscape of my heart.

Only then can I begin putting it all into words in a way that gives it justice.

Only then can I give the month a name that sums up the main message God has spoken throughout the past days and weeks.

I realize that words are only a handle that enables us to express and communicate what is happening. It is awesome, this capacity to verbalize a spiritual, emotional experience. But just as no painter can adequately paint or draw a beautiful landscape as his eyes see it, so are words never good enough to describe the reality of a spiritual experience. We will always be limited by our humanness, so to speak.

There is, however, tremendous benefit in the effort made trying to understand and make sense of it all. Pieces in the divine puzzle of life are given as we journey on, and we need to pause from time to time to figure out where they fit in the grand scheme of things. Gradually we get an idea of the overall picture. But it is far from over. There is continuous growth, readjusting our faith lenses, discarding wrong mindsets, and embracing new perspectives.

So here I am again... delighted to find more pieces in this puzzle called life... delighted to find the right words to help me understand what is going on.

The greatest joy I have is in knowing I am never alone in this journey.

I spent the last three weeks of June in Manila, keeping my dear daughter company while her maid went home for her yearly vacation. For three weeks, I prepared meals, did the laundry, tended the garden, and kept the home clean.

And I looked after George, that lovable mini schnauzer, who was not feeling well when I arrived on June 10. As it turned out, I had to take him to the veterinary hospital three times during my entire stay, and followed a daily regimen of specially prepared meals and medication for him.

Happily, as of yesterday, the day I returned to my home city, George was already recovering. 

July 2, 2017

Daughter and me with her pet dog George, 

taken just before I left to go to the airport for my return flight to Bacolod City

An important development while I was in Manila was the pain in my right foot that I began to feel towards the end of the month. On June 23. I woke up with a painful and slightly swollen inner ankle joint.

This has brought another major change to my lifestyle. Now I cannot move as fast as I have been used to. Instead, I have to walk carefully, making sure I don't do more harm to my foot. I will seek medical advice for this in the coming days. But more than anything else, nothing stops me from believing in a healing miracle.

I am believing for healing not only for my physical body, but for many other areas of my personal life as well.

In the midst of ongoing personal battles, battles which are neither of my own making nor of my choosing but leave me with no other option but to face them, I believe God is the Ultimate Judge, and Jesus is my Advocate. Healing in this area is in store, this I believe.

As the spiritual watchman over our family, I am believing for breakthrough in specific areas of need in my children and grandchildren's lives.

For the ministries I am involved in, for my church, my city, my nation, for Israel... I am believing in God's sovereign provision, protection, and power.

On top of it all, I am still adjusting to a home situation where my domestic helper who has served our family well for the past twelve years can no longer work for me.

This is a season of learning to make wise use of my time, and determining daily which is truly important over what is merely urgent. (I wrote about this in a recent post on my Holy Ground blog at wordpress, entitled, Unlearning... to Make Room.)

We need daily wisdom not just for making decisions, but even in the emotions and attitudes that we entertain. Wisdom from above is needed to help us find meaning in the circumstances we find ourselves in.

There certainly is a reason why I am still alive at age 64. I don't want to miss the role God intends just for me in His kingdom purposes at this point in my life.


Indeed, the month of June holds many important lessons for me. But the greatest lesson I am learning is one that has something to do with having a servant's heart.

This is a continuing lesson that one never stops learning. I am often deeply struck by the words of Jesus to his disciples, that He did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many.


To serve.

And to give His life.


Every day of His earthly  life, Jesus exemplified servanthood.

Serving and the giving of one's life go hand in hand. Yet, Jesus models for us many other qualities that define the heart of a servant. Like trustworthiness, humility, contentment, hiddenness, and brokenness.

We know very well the end of the story. Jesus came to earth in humility and obscurity, and after His resurrection, He was given glory and honor in heaven and a seat at the right hand of the Father.

There is a long and painful road to honor and glory.

It is the way of the cross, a constant reminder that the really important things I need to learn can only be learned the hard way.

Truly I am grateful to my Abba Father for the life He has given me. Looking back, I realize it was, and still is, a preparation for servanthood.

My sister and I were raised by parents who believed in hard work, and they modeled it for us. Even at an early age, we did not consider domestic chores as something to be disdained or done grudgingly, but a normal part of everyday life, something to be expected, and to even derive joy from.

We grew up seeing dignity in work. Our parents served us gladly, and taught us how to serve them in return. It was a give and take, and we were praised when we worked wholeheartedly, without cutting corners.

It must not have been easy for them to teach us, but they kept at it. The training I received in my growing up years complements the training God has been giving me ever since I became a Christian 44 years ago.

Jesus did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied Himself, and took the form of a servant when He came to earth.

John the Baptist said these famous words, in reference to Jesus Christ, "He is the One who comes after me, the straps of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie." And he continues, "He must increase, but I must decrease."

...Although Jesus was God's son, he learned obedience through what he suffered.

...He who is first will be last.

...He who wants to be great in God's kingdom must learn to be the servant of all.

...Pride comes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.

I could go on and on.

My life has had its share of ups and downs, gladness and sorrow. But the lessons on humility and brokenness get harder and harder, not easier.

Truly I understand that brokenness is God's way of purging deadly pride out of our systems.

And I understand that the way to greatness is narrow.

I also understand that before something can become an internal reality, we need to have external boundaries set up in our lives.

The trials and the difficulties we experience are the external boundaries that serve an eternal purpose.

Jesus was God's son, yet He willingly learned obedience through the things He suffered. What awesome words these are to me.

I am learning in reality what Paul means when he said, I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need (Philippians 4:12). This is the secret to contentment.

Not living with a sense of entitlement or having a grasping, demanding spirit, when things do not turn out the way we expect them to.

I was a moody girl when I was small and would go about with a long face when I did not get what I wanted. But Mama and Papa made it clear to me that there was no place for such attitude or behavior in our home. They did not permit complaining, whining, sighing, or grumbling.

And so whenever I read the Scripture passage in Philippians 2:14-15 that says, "Do all things without grumbling or disputing, that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and twisted generation, among whom you shine as lights in the world,"  it is the voice of my parents that I sometimes hear.

In an age of instant everything, even instant information and instant "relationships", this present generation has not learned the virtue of waiting.

Information can be had at the swipe of a finger. There is no time for heart understanding, or developing deep friendships.

But I am truly thankful that my parents modeled for us the value of delayed gratification. There is great gain in learning to wait.

Even the youths shall faint and be weary,

And the young men shall utterly fall,

But those who wait on the Lord

Shall renew their strength;

They shall mount up with wings like eagles,

They shall run and not be weary,

They shall walk and not faint.

These are the thoughts going on in my mind as another month has come to an end. God my Father continues to teach me what it means to have the heart of a servant through the circumstances I am going through.

God has designed our hearts to submit, and to obey. But because of the Fall, the natural tendency is no longer submission, but rebellion; no longer humility, but pride and self-glorification.

Indeed, the appropriate name for the month of June is A Servant's Heart. And I welcome the lessons Abba Father is teaching me, even though they do not make life easy or convenient for me.

I trust that the Father knows what He is doing. He is the God of the Divine Exchange. And sometimes, God works in reverse.

Here is a beautiful song that I heard for the first time just about a week ago. It is the perfect song for this season of my life:

Reverse
by Greg Sykes

Beneath every doubt, there's redemption
Beyond what we see, He's at work
Before we believe, He hurts when we're hurting
He works in mysterious ways

Above all the chaos, there's order
After the fire He restores
At the end of the pain, His promise remains
He works in mysterious ways

[Chorus ]
So blessed are the poor and the powerless
All the weak and wounded made whole again
And even what the enemy has tried to use against me
God will use it for my good and for His Glory

[Bridge]
Sometimes He works, in reverse
He works, in reverse
He works, in reverse
He works, in reverse


What looks like the end, is the beginning
His kingdom's not of this world
When we surrender, that's when He takes over
He works in mysterious ways

And when it looks like it's over
He's just getting started
It's just the beginning

Sharing a few photos from my June photo files:

A Filipino dinner hosted by William and Ruby for our friends from
FFI Singapore, Pastor David Lee, his wife Hannah,
and Johnny Elijah Tan.  Our Cebu FFI Coordinators
Pastor Hann Layawan and wife Eva were also with us,
as well as Stef, William and Ruby's daughter,
my nephew Vince, his wife Rhea, and their son Caleb. 

A farewell coffee time with a dear Vietnamese sister Rose Ng 

who is leaving for the USA in just a few weeks.

Breakfast at Kuppa with dear friends Miriam and Melanie.

Worship song at Victory Katipunan on the day after I arrived in Manila. 

This is the prayer of my heart!

My daughter Obedient One and I celebrating Father's Day
at Hanamaruken Ramen in Trinoma Mall after church.
Honoring the fathers in our family:

my father, Ernie's father, my husband Ernie, and my two sons.

Sumptuous dinner with dear friends Lito and Maricel,
Ate Veronica, Ate Chita, Joji and daughter Joanna.
Photo was taken by my daughter.

A beautiful poem:

The Altar
by George Herbert

A broken ALTAR, Lord, thy servant rears,
Made of a heart and cemented with tears;
Whose parts are as thy hand did frame;
No workman's tool hath touch'd the same.
           A HEART alone
           Is such a stone,
           As nothing but
           Thy pow'r doth cut.
           Wherefore each part
           Of my hard heart
           Meets in this frame
           To praise thy name.
That if I chance to hold my peace,
These stones to praise thee may not cease.
Oh, let thy blessed SACRIFICE be mine,
And sanctify this ALTAR to be thine.

A Book of Remembrance

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Then those who feared the LORD spoke to one another,

And the LORD listened and heard them;

So a book of remembrance was written before Him

For those who fear the LORD

And who meditate on His name.

"They shall be Mine," says the LORD of hosts,

"On the day that I make them My jewels.

And I will spare them

As a man spares his own son who serves him."

Then you shall again discern

Between the righteous and the wicked,

Between one who serves God

And one who does not serve Him.

- Malachi 3:16-18

What a significant month this has been!

A major portion of the past four weeks was spent preparing for the 50th wedding anniversary celebration of Ernie's sister Suzette and her husband, Boy. There were two special events to commemorate this special day. One was a re-living of their "finest moments" in a lovely dinner at their home where close friends and family members were invited. The other was a formal affair at the Grand Ballroom of the Sugarland Hotel.

My daughter Obedient One came home from Manila and stayed for a week, so that made this month even more special for me.

Other noteworthy events that took place this month are, First-Born Son's birthday, the Feast of Shavu'ot (Pentecost), and my dear friend Pat's birthday.

This also marks my third month without a domestic helper, and I have survived!

After the scorching and oppressive summer heat of March, April and early May, the rains have finally come. For the past two weeks, it has been raining nearly every evening, and every now and then, heaven has graced us with a heavy downpour.

As this month comes to a close, it's good to introspect and look back.

The past years of my life have not always been easy.

Let me put it this way: Life is never easy. Indeed there have been good times - times of comfort, laughter, and more than enough. But woven between those bright happy threads are the darker hues of sad, painful, and difficult times.

Thinking of the poor people who live in famine-stricken areas or countless innocent children orphaned by war reminds me I have much to be thankful for. Nevertheless, I understand that the road I'm on has been chosen by God to draw me closer to Him.

That is why I want to make my life worth living.

The trials, the disappointments, the missed opportunities... there is a reason for them all.

Seasons do not last forever. There are seasons of joy, and there are seasons of seeking solace, of crying out for peace and justice.

One of my favorite Bible passages, Isaiah 28:5-6, reads:

In that day the Lord of hosts will be

For a crown of glory and a diadem of beauty

To the remnant of His people,

For a spirit of justice to him who sits in judgment,

And for strength to those who turn back the battle at the gate.

The chapter starts with a strong word of condemnation against those who wear the crown of pride, those whose glorious beauty is a fading flower.

Reflecting on this portion of Scripture, I gain a redeemed perspective on the life I have been given. Life is not easy because Father wants His children to learn humility.

And humility is always learned the hard way.

Abba Father doesn't want me to trust in beauty, comfort, riches... for these are nothing but a fading flower.

Understandably, only a small minority will endure till the end. There is a remnant being produced this way, fellow travelers headed toward the same destination. And a day is coming when the difficulties we have gone through will be rewarded, because God will be a crown of glory and a diadem of beauty to all those who have persevered, overcome, and passed the test. He will be a spirit of justice to him who has been judged wrongly, and He will be strength to those who have fought the good fight, and have not given up. I love how the passage puts it: a strength to those who turn back the battle at the gate.

My life has not been what I expected it to be when I was just starting out. But at this ripe age of 64, this woman knows she has gained a measure of grace, wisdom, and maturity to cooperate with the plans and purposes of God for her.

Knowing that gives me peace... and assurance... that I am on the right track.

I hear the words of God to Saul in Acts 26:14 being spoken to me as well: It's hard for you to kick against the goads.

So I quit struggling, and start cooperating, flowing with what God is doing.

He is not finished yet.

Paul gives this excellent admonition: Therefore do not pronounce judgment before the time, before the Lord comes, who will bring to light the things now hidden in darkness... (1 Corinthians 4:5)

Thus, my goal: To make it all worth while. To not waste the sorrows I've been through, to not devalue the tears I've shed, the efforts I've exerted at being obedient.

Making Jesus the Lord of my life was only the first step. The more crucial decision is the commitment to continue walking in obedience.

There is no stopping, no turning back, no giving up, for there are still many chapters to be written, and many more beautiful lessons to be learned, before this earthly life is over.



The past summer months, I would wake up at 4 in the morning to water my garden, because by 6 a.m., the water supply was down to a mere trickle.

So, when the rains finally came, I was beyond relieved.

Another season has begun.

No, we are not alone in this.

I thank Abba Father who takes thought of His creation.

You visit the earth and water it,
You greatly enrich it;
The river of God is full of water;
You provide their grain,
For so You have prepared it.
You water its ridges abundantly,
You settle its furrows.
You make it soft with showers, 
You bless its growth.
You crown the year with Your goodness,
And Your paths drip with abundance...
- Psalm 65:9-11

Father God really does all things well. And even when life does not turn out as I hope it to, I often remind myself of my Father's words, this one unchangeable truth:

I will never turn away from doing good to them... 

- Jeremiah 32:40 

Holman Christian Standard Bible

After all has been said and done, it all boils down to living life with a reverential fear of God, acknowledging His sovereignty, understanding His holiness.

Holiness is absolute. There can be no compromise, no middle ground.

Yet, of this same holy God, the Bible says,

He gives power to the weak,
And to those who have no might He increases strength. - Isaiah 40:29

Though I have failed too often to be the woman I know He wants me to be, all I can do is stand up again and move on.

Take the next steps of obedience. For He gives power to the weak. My Father takes thought of me, Abba is on my side. I am not alone in this.

My God is for me, not against me.  He is refining me through the circumstances of my life.

What then is the response that will please Him and honor Him?

We can learn from history. The Israelites were grumblers, stubborn, and stiff-necked even in the face of God's goodness. They failed to appreciate His design and purpose for them in their circumstances.

What an ugly picture of unbelief and defiance.

I never, ever want to be like that!

But since I have not walked in their shoes, I say that with care and caution. Instead, I whisper this simple prayer:

Father, help me learn the unforced rhythms of grace as I go through life...

The Malachi passage I have posted at the top is a truly sobering one. There is a book of remembrance being written by God. In this book are the names of all who fear Him, and who meditate on His name.

God is listening to my conversations, the words I speak, and He is looking at my attitude towards life. Am I full of complaints? Am I prone to blame others for my misfortunes? Am I a faultfinder, or am I a life giver? 

Do I give God first place in my daily priorities? Or do I pursue my own personal agenda first?

These are some of the thoughts that I have been thinking these past weeks.

It has been said by some Bible teachers that this particular passage refers to the pre-tribulation rapture. Not everyone will be raptured when the time comes, so they say. God is looking for those who have an intimate relationship with Him, those who have remained faithful to the end. He calls them My Jewels. And God says, They shall be mine, and I will spare them.

Whether it truly refers to the rapture or not, this to me is a very beautiful passage, one that I often read and meditate on.

So I name this month A Book of Remembrance, to remind myself of my desire to have my name written by God in that special book.

There are many things that Father is teaching me in this season, and one of them is to be uncomplaining in the face of difficult situations.

My prayer:

Yes, Abba, I am a lifelong learner. May I not miss out on the many opportunities You send my way to shape my character, to make me a humble, undemanding daughter of Yours, and to keep growing in an intimate relationship with You.

You are a faithful God, Your promises endure forever.

Here is the song I am singing: 

There is a Season

Sharing a few photos from the month of May:

Coffee time at Cafe de Argos with friends Jing and Tina

 On First Born son's birthday, with his son Forerunner 

Dinner at Sugarland Hotel with Anna, a dear friend from university days, who was in Bacolod City for a few days

With dear daughter in law God-given
 at Boy and Suzette's "Finest Moments" celebration

Photos of our family taken at Boy and Suzette's 50th wedding anniversary:

me and daughter Obedient One

First Born son and wife God given, with their children

 

Second son Worshiper, and wife Chosen One

my three children

 

Grandsons Forerunner and Full of Hope 

 Second born son Worshiper with his son Joyful One

 Suzette and me

family photo with Boy and Suzette

Forerunner serving as a McDonald's Kiddie Crew

Family lunch before daughter Obedient One returns to Manila

after being with us for a week

At Krispy Kreme with grandsons Full of Hope and Joyful One

Celebrating with Pat on her birthday