Music & Memories

I have always loved to sing and write songs although I don’t know how to read notes/fancy characters on a music sheet. 
I watched my mother play when I  was little and with inquisitiveness I would sneak her song book and check the pages where chords are. When I learn to play I got so addicted and love it so much that she would hide her guitar because I don’t get my chores done in the house and I burned the rice (dinner) many times. 

I don’t have the greatest quality, high pitch voice but I sing with all my hearts’ desire because I love it. 

We do what we love. It doesn’t matter how it may sound as long as it feels right from the inside. 

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord!  Psalm 150:6

“Mama,Why Should I Fear God When He Is Good?”

A question raised by our daughter after our bedtime prayer when I asked  – “Lord, thank you for Journy’s heart, her healthy body, and her mind. I pray that you will bless her with wisdom, and that she will live her life with fear of You…..”

She quickly sat up looking confuse, “Mama, why should I fear God when He is good?”, she asked.

wp-image--2114816481I am not good in explaining things. Sometimes my choice of words are poor and everything I would like to say get all twisted…. but I tried the best I can many times.

She did not get it at first but after a while of reminding myself to talk to her about it, she told me she understood.

Fearing God does not mean hiding or running away from Him.

When we fear God, we acknowledge Him first before we do anything thru prayer, our means of communicating to Him.

We consider what is right and pleasing before Him.  We take heart His teachings, His words and it becomes our guide in making decisions. It give us understanding. It keep us away from trouble.

It teach us to show kindness to others and to ourselves.

Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you. Ephesians 4:31-32

We are to love and care for ourselves because He created us. We are the work of His hands. We should not harm our bodies that He designed.

For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ does the church, Ephesians 5:29

For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. Ephesians 2:10

We have to give Him the respect and honor that He deserve.

Living with fear of the Lord teach us humility and bring us abundance of peace.

 

But in every nation anyone who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him. Acts 10:35

 

The fear of the Lord prolongs life, but the years of the wicked will be short. Proverbs 10:27

 

Humility is the fear of the Lord; its wages are riches and honor and life. Proverbs 22:4

 

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge; fools despise wisdom and instruction. Proverbs 1:7

 

The fear of the Lord is hatred of evil. Pride and arrogance and the way of evil and perverted speech I hate. Proverbs 8:13

 

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all those who practice it have a good understanding. His praise endures forever! Psalm 111:10

 

Be not wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord, and turn away from evil. Proverbs 3:7

 

Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives away. Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous; … Psalms 1:1-6

 

 

 

 

 

Grateful

This mom is/still wearing a happy face after having a great time swimming today with the little one. She is happy, I am happy.

Time is too short. I hate it when I feel like I am a  slave of it, but I learn to prioritize things. What and who matters the most comes first. 

I don’t mind leaving dirty dishes, not putting clean laundry right away, and serving leftovers or making egg sandwiches for dinner when time is short. 

But I really love to leave the house organize so that when we come home all I have to do is flop in the couch and relax. Anyway, being a mom and wife does teach us to be flexible, unselfish, manage time and prioritize things. It does make us like monsters too when things go wrong because we care too much. 

Let’s not forget to breathe and love the life we are given. Be grateful and keep making memories! 

A happy heart makes the face cheerful. Proverbs 15:13

I See The Light

I saw our trash rolling all around the yard, and unto the road. I just woke up and ready to curl up on the couch but when I look out the window I need to get outside and pick the garbage can before it cause an accident on the road. As soon as I got out of the house, it rolled in the middle of the road and almost hit a car. The car stopped on our neighbor’s yard and I think to pick the garbage can. But I got it. 

Instead of going back to the house, I decided to walk around in the yard. I can see so much work that needs to be done. Lots of pruning and cutting to do. More landscaping job awaits. I was heading to the bench to sit but I went the other way due to the muddy ground. Our yard kind of slopes, so all the water runs down after the rain to that farthest part of our 4 acre yard. I see branches laying on the ground, ruined No Trespassing sign from the night before when the wind was howling. I started picking up the branches, cleaning the yard just a little bit or should I say trying to do something to enjoy the sunshine and cool air. It was great excuse for me not to curl up on the couch. As I walk around, still picking branches and piling them up at the back of our house where the fire pit is, I was looking for the crocuses. I see a lot of them looking pale, and the petals are distorted. I see few with petals wide open and looking vibrant. I look at the other part of the yard, and I see tulips leaves peeking out from the ground, looking sharp, bundle of green. And as I drag those branches to the pile, I realize that it takes a lot of sunshine to bloom, to be vibrant, to excel from the ground. It takes a lot of light to see hope that those tulips will soon deliver beautiful flowers of different colors. And those crocuses, their time is today,their moment to shine, to be beautiful, and to show off that this is what light can do to the small creatures on the ground. And those pale crocuses with distorted petals, they are still standing on the ground where I see hope and trust that keep them out from the ground. I still see their purpose, and their existence as it is planned. They are still crocuses same as the rest, equally designed although their time to shine may not be the same. 

I hope I will find joy in every little things I encounter and not forget that God works in mysterioys ways. I won’t understand that all the time. I won’t always have the answers to figure things out but I hope to acknowldege Him in every detail that my eyes can see, my heart can feel, my hand and mind can grasp, and  what my strength can handle. It all comes down to His grace, from picking up garbage, avoiding accident, cleaning up a mess or discovering something simple yet so beautiful, and realizing that there is always hope and that I can trust in His timing. 

God bless you guys and enjoy the light. 

What It Means To Be A Nurse?

I was just thinking of how I love being a nurse.

One night, I was on one of my resident’s room to give her medication. She noticed my colorful band. She told me how pretty it looks. I told her that my daughter and I made it. I decided to give it to her since I know that I can make another. She refused at first knowing that it was made by my daughter and I and she thought there could be something special about it. I insisted, I slipped it thru her wrist, rest assured that it was cheerfully given. She had a big grin in her face and her eyes says it all. The most important part of that moment was when she said, “You know, you can find joy in every little things in this world; but the trouble with us, people, we just look and we don’t see”. I looked at her astonished because some days she is confused and talk to herself a lot.  She asked, “I hope you understand what I mean.” I said, “Yes I do.” She made sense.

This made me realize how much I missed in life and how much I have that I did not realize that I could have been so grateful for.

I imagine my life coming to work sometimes frustrated because of the chaos at home or an eventful traffic on my way to work or just being not in the mood. I though it should be me who could have realize that there is joy in every little things; I am active, young, doing a  lot of stuff from here to there, I could have seen that because I meet a lot of going on everyday. But no, I didn’t. I missed a lot. I haven’t learned enough. Sometimes I am not grateful. I complained. I am blinded with my busy schedule and everything I can think of to excuse and cover myself.

I came to work that day to be her nurse, to make her feel comfortable and that she is well taken care of. Instead, I came to work to be lighten up and to have my mind cleared.

I should not assume that they don’t have anything to do because they just lay in bed or sit in their wheelchair all day, propel themselves back and forth in the hallway, yells and screams wanting to go home. The nursing home is their home. They can be confused, some won’t  recognize their love ones who come to visit, refuse to  eat because they think we, nurses, put poison on it. They curse and can be combative. They have their moments. With all these, they are thinking. In their quiet time maybe they are busy reminiscing the good old days, maybe they are praying, maybe they are waiting and expecting for somebody to come and brighten their day. I don’t know. They’re maybe confused but they are watching what’s going on around them. They live their life for a very long time that they have so much to say and share. I would hear them being grateful. They have a good heart.  They long to go back to their old home and be surrounded with their love ones. It is heartbreaking. They are the ones whose eyes are full of excitement when you enter the room because they realize at least somebody is here to fetch them water or at least to give them time even so little to say hi and look at them. I normally ask how they are doing and they will ask the same which I often miss to acknowledge because I am preoccupied of the next resident to be taken care of.

Last night, I asked the resident if I can sit on her bed while tapping it to make sure I won’t sit on her leg. She said with a laugh, “You forgot! I have no leg on that side.” She is right and with it.  After taking her medication I told her I have to get back to work. She said, “I really would love you to sit here awhile and talk.” As we talked, I told her that my 7 years old daughter would sometimes asked me to just sit and talk to her when she is not busy and I would ask her what she wants to talk about. She would answer, “Let’s talk about life, Mama.” My resident laughed, and it lead her to more questions. I did find time to answer all of it. She finally said with tap on my shoulder, “Okay you can go now, I know you have more work to do.” I got off from her bed side, told her good night. “When will I see you again?” she asked. “I’ll see you next time, I don’t know when.”

What it means to be a nurse is allowing your patient to take your TIME. It’s more than occupying and filling that place. It is more than giving their medication and other medical treatment. It is about seeing, listening and meeting the need that you can’t find on their doctor’s order.

They would rather take your TIME than their medication, I guess.

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From a grateful patient at home who loves to talk about life.