Sweet Victory

It's official. I am now a graduate of BS Chemical Engineering from University of the Philippines - Diliman. To God be all glory!

This is such a sweet victory! And it's even more sweeter because it's a victory with Jesus. ♥

As A Chapter Closes ...

Oh wow.

It's been ages since I last made an entry to this blog. And oh my, do I have a lot of updates bottled up in me.

Yesterday (March 29) was the day I submitted my last (yes, as in super-duper-mega-over-lastest-of-the-extremely-last) requirement, hopefully, for my college life. And nothing can help me express the whole of my psyche more (that includes everything conscious and unconscious, right?) other than a humble sigh of praise for my Lord.

A few times, maybe three or four times, has it sunk in, that I'm already done. Most of the time, it hasn't. Or well, at least, not yet, now that my grades aren't still up. And there's still the slightest of a possibility that it still won't happen.

But nevertheless I'm grateful. Because I know that the Lord has sustained me through the 6 years I've spent in tumbling and crawling my way to get through college. And boy, was it a ride!

And I owe everything to my Lord. It's humbling to think that He has taught me a lot of things - me, a sinful human being, and Him, being the holy and gracious and powerful and Almighty Creator that He is. I have gone through a lot during college, and if I may enumerate: a terrible break up from an almost 5-year relationship, my parents separating, struggles with uncertainties, struggling with other people's struggles, the seemingly never-ending failing marks ... the list goes on.

I could have quit, you know. I could have given up or have gotten insane. But my faith in Christ saved me. My Lord has saved me, and is still continually doing so.

This is just one chapter in my life, about to reach its ending. But it doesn't end here, for another one is about to start. And the chapters go on and on and on until it's time for my Creator to take me home. But I have peace. And I can smile. Because I know I have nothing to worry about. The Lord has taken care of me. I am a living testimony of that. After 6 years, I'm stronger, I am more mature. I had been broken several times, just to be a little more whole again today. And the Lord will continue to take care of me for all the chapters that are still yet to be uncovered.

There's nothing really left to say other than a resounding song of praise to my Lord. For He alone deserves all the glory for everything that has happened, is happening, and will still do.

Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.

Worship the LORD with gladness;

come before him with joyful songs.

Know that the LORD is God.

It is he who made us, and we are his;

we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving

and his courts with praise;

give thanks to him and praise his name.

For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;

his faithfulness continues through all generations.

Psalm 100

As this chapter closes, to God be all glory!

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My Testimony: I Am Jet

I am Jet – currently a graduating student in the University of the Philippines – Diliman, loves the color purple, plays the guitar, a Christian. I love God because He first loved me. I am about to share the testimony of my life with you.

When you ask me who I was 6 years ago, I might have answered differently. I was a high school student, loved the color purple since then, and I thought I was a Christian. I was raised in a God-fearing Roman Catholic environment.

I really used to think I was perfect back then in grade school. Having a lot of friends, awesome grades, numerous admirers, being active in the student council, plus being a “good girl” both in school and at home, I thought my life was perfect.

I failed to see back then how my father was emotionally absent, and how it caused me to seek the love I’ve been longing from him in the wrong places.

And with regards to God, well, I might have told you I love God, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t know what it meant, and understood how strong and deep its demands are for me.

It was until sometime during my 3^rd year in high school when I was invited to a bible study in our school in Iloilo. I was interested in joining but a friend of mine who was a devout Roman Catholic stopped me and told me that it wasn’t for people in our “religion” to read the bible. And like Spongebob Squarepants who would say yes to situations that can get him into trouble, I thoughtlessly agreed with my friend to skip the bible study.

Pero ang amazing ni Lord, because when He wants to reveal Himself to you, talagang gagawin at gagawin niya yun. [But the Lord is so amazing, because when He wants to reveal Himself to you, He will really do it]

When I got home in Bacolod, I found out that my family has been attending a bible study as well! During that time our family was facing problems with my father, and how his alcohol drinking got so seriously out of hand that everything was just falling apart. His doctor was a Christian and invited the whole family to have a regular bible study with their pastor. So I asked my mom about what my friend told me, and smiled and encouraged me to search for the truth, for answers to my questions, to seek God myself through the bible, instead of just depending on others to tell me so.

So I started opening my mind a bit, listening to what the pastor was explaining about the bible. I found out a lot of things that I didn’t knew before, and caused me to be even more and more curious about this little brown book in front of me. I can’t say I became a Christian right then, but more of an “anti” of my religion back then.

Summer came and my mom invited me to this summer camp where youth from different bible churches in Bacolod were coming. I did not hesitate to go because I was excited to add more people to my cellphone phonebook and meet new friends. I met one counselor who asked me if I have accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, and I thought, “Kilala ko naman Siya [Well, I know Him]. I believe in Him as the Lord and Savior,” and said yes. Then she challenged me. “Kung totoong tinanggap mo na Siya as your Lord and Savior punta ka sa harap mamaya ha kapag tinawag kayo, [If you genuinely accepted Him as your Lord and Savior, go to the front later when you're called, okay?]” to which I replied, again a thoughtless, “Sure.”

Evening came and the pastor was already talking in front. I was honestly unable to listen to the things he was saying because I was so bothered with what the counselor has challenged me to do. Go up in front? Declare Jesus as Lord and Savior? I suddenly started to feel the weight of the decision I had to make, and finally everything just made perfect sense to me.

Jesus died on the cross in my place. He took all of my sins, and everyone’s sins with him to the cross and died a death that should have been mine. Accepting him as my Lord and Savior wasn’t just merely "believing” or “knowing” He is so, but actually living each moment of my life like I do “believe” and “know” He is my Savior. In other words, I had to commit my life to Him. I wanted to do so, but I was scared that I can’t please Him with my life. I knew right then and there, that when I say “yes” to him and do stand up in front, I will also be saying “no” and be turning my back against sin.

I knew that when I said yes to Jesus then, I had nothing to lose. In fact, I had everything to gain. Right then and there, I can embrace the beauty of an eternal life with Him in heaven. Right then and there, I can say yes to a life filled with hope and purpose. Then I asked myself, if I can’t make decision now, kelan pa [then, when]?

Then I just broke down into tears, knowing I was nothing compared to His majesty, knowing I was a sinner amidst His holiness, knowing I was weak and helpless in contrast to His power and strength. I felt so guilty of all of my sins, and for living my life for myself. I wasn’t perfect at all. The friends I had back in grade school were now gone, and worse, were even gossiping about me. The achievements I had back in grade school were senseless in high school. And the heck with admirers who give in to their desire of the physical, when I know I’m disgusting and hideous inside. I was never a good girl. I thought I was but I wasn’t. I was caught up in my waves of sins, and I know not one of any good thing I’ve done can save me from drowning – only Jesus can. And He was reaching out his hand to me all along. It was just me who refused to see it, and chose to continue drowning in sin.

So when the pastor invited people who accepted Jesus as their Lord and Savior to come in front, I prayed, finally thoughtfully said yes to my Lord, and with my face all puffy and red from tears, stood up, and went in front. And I cried even harder as I fell to my knees in the beauty and holiness of my Lord Jesus Christ.

Now, I can’t say I’m perfect. But I know I’ll be when my Lord comes again. I can’t say I don’t sin anymore. But I know that a Counselor from my Lord is continually saving me from doing so and molding me to become like Jesus. I can’t say I don’t have any problems. In fact, I have a lot of them. But I know that my God is in control of my life, and moreover, He’s there to guide me, mold me and comfort me along the way.

Saying yes to Jesus was the best decision I made in my life. In fact, it is the best decision I make and will make for each and every day. And I know, if you ask anyone in this world, or even in this room, who genuinely and thoughtfully said yes to Jesus and is continually doing so, they would agree with me that there was no time I have regretted becoming a follower of Christ. He now controls my life, not me. And who wouldn’t want a sovereign and wise God to do so with one’s life?

Everything I’ve been through and still am going through have a purpose. And I know that it’s all for the glory of my amazing and glorious God. My Lord is gradually teaching me how to love my dad, despite of all his shortcomings, especially now that he and my mom are already separated for more than 2 years. I may not receive the love I long for from my biological father, but my Heavenly Father has it for me all along. And with this love He has for me, I am able to love Him, my father, and even the unlovable.

If you haven’t said yes to Jesus yet, I am challenging you the same thing that that counselor challenged me to do. You may not necessarily stand up and come in front, but I challenge you to seek Him, for in seeking Him that’s where you find Him. As what God said in Jeremiah 29:13, “You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.”

I challenge you to really think about it, that by saying no, you’re allowing yourself to miss a life of purpose, days filled with grace, and an eternally joyful life in heaven. I pray that you say a thoughtful yes to Jesus, not just today or on that day that you decide, but for each and every day you live.

So let me end by doing my introduction again.

I am Jet – currently a graduating student in the University of the Philippines – Diliman after 6 years, still loves the color purple, plays the guitar for the Lord, a proud and hopeful Christian. I love God because He first loved me. This is my testimony.J

내 생일 소원

I can only wish you'll greet me on Wednesday ... T__T

Stick House

I remember eating something EXACTLY like this with mom and Dado at SM North once, way back last March. They were gelato in sticks, if I am correct. Dado had the strawberry-mango sorbet, which, much to my envy, was tropically-ish tasty. Mom and I spoiled our sweet teeth with choco-gianduia gourmet for her and milk cream with chocolate swirls for me :)

And oh my. It's been getting hot here in UP lately... I sure want some of that goodness in a stick - all pretty and cold and magical.

And I sure miss hanging out with these two of my awesome peeps. ♥

*awesome color coordination between two pictures, by the way ^_^

Kamsahamnida, Dae Yang

Okay, so this is what happened.

Dado and I followed the letter that Ate Guard, for some weird reason, did NOT accept in Yakal. Of course the reason was most probably because Dado isn't a resident there anymore. But we both found it absurd because mails for graduates used to be received there. Turns out Ate was the only one in Yakal who thought of returning the package all the way back to Iloilo, because the others would normally just smile and welcome all boxes and plastics and envelopes the delivery guy merrily brings.

And so Dado and I ended up chasing his letter to LBC Kalayaan Avenue this afternoon. It was around 2:30pm and we haven't eaten lunch yet. So, along its lengthy street, we spotted some Korean restaurants. And, out of his impulsive little self, suggested that we eat lunch at one of them. I was hesitant, of course, since number one, I had no idea how their food tasted (other than what is available in Mashitta in SC), and number two, I expected it to be expensive.

I guess none of us listened to that little screaming voice in me because we both decided, after finally getting his letter, to give it a shot. The nearest resto was this place called 대양 (Dae Yang).

Of course, my number two reason for hesitation indeed proved to be worthy of its label. But then again, we both got excited to try something new anyway. Then... yes. You are so deym right. There was a grill on our table! And oh man, was I excited to put some raw meat on it and savor all the meaty goodness! Unfortunately though, using it required more people (more people = more money = more mouths) so it can actually be financially reasonable. And since it was impulsive, Dado and I thought we can settle for something less expensive. He got this spicy pork dish that was difficult to pronounce, while I ordered this:

The 불고기 (Bulgogi)! Hurrah! And each of our meals even had 김치 (kimchi), egg rolls, rice, and a free glass of iced tea. C'mon. Who doesn't want free iced tea with 김치 (kimchi) and egg rolls and rice??

MOREover, we were given three more side dishes, one of which was something like mashed-potato salad, the other was leafy and green but yummy (probably the 나물, Namul), while the other, as Dado would like to put it, was "Korean achara". Plus! They even served us with 미역국 (Miyeok guk), the seaweed soup! Yes. ZE seaweed soup that Super Junior enjoys so much on special occasions, as I see it in their show, Full House. Maaaan! Can you imagine me all jumpy and smiling and stuff? Haha. Dado was excited, too, of course, though I'm pretty sure it had nothing to do with Super Junior. Just the perfect combination of his growling stomach and the new dishes in front of him, all smoking at the same time.

And so everything tasted awesome. Except for the kimchi, though. I don't know why other people go gaga over it, and I don't. Eeeeek. Perhaps next time, when Donghae makes it for me. :)

In the middle of our meal, we were tonged with a damped clean towel each. Dado and I ended up staring blankly at each other, and making fun of it afterwards (e.g. attempting to rub them on our faces or armpits). Later on, we figured out (with confirmation from Ate), it was for our hands. Cooool huh.

Then we wrote on their "freedom wall", only that you are actually to write on an actual wall. Almost everything scribbled there was in Hangul... and so, we joined in, why not. I taught Dado how to write his name in Hangul (다도) so we can both write our Hangul names on the wall (the Hangul for "Jet" was intelligently guessed). And so we did! We wrote down the date today, too, July 11, 2010. Yeeey!! :)

Cheers for the new experience in Korean dining! We are so going to try this with more friends next time:

감사합니다 대양! 화이팅! Thank you Dae Yang! Fighting! ^_^

CoffeeCUPcake

This is how the breakfasts I've been having lately look like: a coffee cup and a cupcake. :)

Too bad I already gobbled up the last piece of my Regent lemon cake this morning before I went to church. A mouthful of lemon in a bite of cake! Yeah, I know. Doesn't really sound so appetizing, but, oh, it really is!

And bananas aren't really the type of fruits I need for my bowels (sorry! had to say that!) right now so I'mma kinda say no to them. Oh, but I love bananas though.

Awww, I am going to miss this... until I buy my next cupcake! For now, I'm good with my coffee. Love love!