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Saturday, April 29, 2006

Theme for the Week is OLD




UNDERGROUND CEMETERY
Nagcarlan-Laguna, Philippines

Built by the Franciscan Friars
in 1845

This was taken last April 13, 2006
during our tour of 14 old churches
in Laguna Philippines

 
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Thankful Thursday: What VIAMARIE is thankful for this week

…the alarm Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting that goes off in the early morning hours because it means I am alive.

…my huge electric bill because it means I can afford an airconditioning unit that will relieve me from the very hot temperature Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting this summer.

…a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.

…the mess to clean after each meal Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting because it means I am surrounded by my loved ones.

…the clothes that fit a little too snug because that means I have enough to eat.Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

…the office elevator not being available for use for weeks now because it means I am healthy and capable of walking Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting and going up several flights of stairs.

…the problems brought to my attention by our customers this past week because it means that I’m employed.Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

…the loud music Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting played by my neighbor because it means that I can hear.

…the weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been productive.Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting


Links to other Thankful Thursdays
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Friday's Child * Tyra * Nic

Loni * Annete Burkett

Tyra




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8th WORDLESS WEDNESDAY


Masskara Festival
Bacolod City, Philippines


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Sunday, April 23, 2006


Do you believe that moms are not only smart, but they're always two steps ahead of everyone else? Here is a story that will prove it...


John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate Julie was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate, and this only made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates."

About a week later, Julie came to John and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I can't find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?" John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."

So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, John"

Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: "Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But the fact remains that if she were sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom"
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Saturday, April 22, 2006

This Easter, a friend gifted me with a book entitled
Women on the Journey by Cindy de la Paz-Lacanilao. It is a collection of devotionals from women who share their reflections about various points in their life's journey. As I was going through each chapter, I came across this reflection on self-esteem which I feel like sharing. It goes like this...

One of life's greatest tragedies is when people are unaware of their nature as God's creations. Our self-esteem is highly dependent on how real this truth is to us. All too often, we lose focus and anchor our self-esteem, not on God, but on the standards set by other people.

If people only focused on God as their Creator, self-esteem would not be a problem. Psalm 139:13-18 shows us that God made each of us unique. The complexity and uniqueness of our personality can never be measured against another. God does not mass-produce people. He creates one-of-a-kind persons, each one a masterpiece. God does not just paint a picture. He breathes into life a person who chooses his own colors, bright and dull. God did not make His masterpieces robots who only would do things He wanted them to do at the push of a button. He gave us, His masterpieces, our own will - even the will to choose to accept or reject the very One who created us.


As I reflect on our nature, I am amazed at the skill, love & grace God has demonstrated in making us. When we remember Who it is who made us, we can look at the mirror and say, "You're not just okay, you're the best!"

Have you stopped to praise and thank God for making you the way you are?






 
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Thursday, April 20, 2006

Thankful Thursday: What VIAMARIE is thankful for this week


I had the chance to see magnificent oceans, hills, forests and meadows spread out around me while I visited 14 towns during the Holy Week. I generally am too occupied, too involved in what must be accomplished today or tomorrow to notice what is taking place around me that is why when I had the time to look beyond myself did I realize that all my problems seem minimal in comparison to the vastness and beauty of creation which surrounds me. I am very thankful for the chance to look up from my daily task to appreciate the God-given beauty of my environment.

Links to other Thankful Thursdays
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Unicorn Child * Loni * Nic * eph2810





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Wednesday, April 19, 2006



7th WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

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Monday, April 17, 2006


Another tag, another day. This time I was tagged by
Chrixean Here we go.....

Name ten of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick ten people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used.

In no particular order:

1. Viewing everyday surroundings as I go to work
2. Eight hours of sleep
3. Having lots of scented candles burning
4. Beachfront vacations
5. Crossstitching
6. 60s & 70s music
7. Birds chirping in my garden while I take my breakfast
8. Watching my happy & intelligent grandson
9. Watering my garden
10. Living & Dining Rooms filled with fresh flowers and indoor plants

I am tagging the following:
Andrea * Mumbo Jumbo * Daydreamer of Oz * No_Average_Girl
Jean Luc Picard * Beckie * Lazy Daisy * Chelle * Meow * Trinity13
 
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Friday, April 14, 2006

Filipino Catholics imbue their Holy Week celebrations with a special kind of fervor. It is a time for spiritual cleansing, religious street theater and processions, penitentes or flagellants and passion plays.

Holy Week begins on Palm Sunday and culminates on Easter Sunday. On days in between, each region around the country holds its version of the different significant rites. On Holy Wednesday, ceremonies reenacting the washing of the feet of the apostles are held in churches around the country. The devout visit as many as seven churches on Maundy Thursday to mark the Bisita Iglesia or church visitation. Good Friday is a solemn day wherein priests give a sermon on Christ's Seven Last Words after which a late afternoon procession called the Santo Entierro is held honoring the dead Christ depicted in an image usually referred to as the Santo Sepulchro.

Beginning Holy Monday, wooden images of Christ and the saints are paraded through the town's streets to be finally held in the church on Good Friday. Each icon is owned and cared for by a different family.

This year, my friends and I with hubby joined the thousands of devotees and decided to go to Laguna Province. We visited its old churches (most of them built between 1500-1700). Here are pictures of some of the churches we visited.













 
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Thursday, April 13, 2006

Thankful Thursday: What VIAMARIE is thankful for this week


Holy Week

1. It gave me the chance to go out of town and be with friends. We visited 14 old churches (built in the years 1518-1600) in the province of Laguna today. This tradition is called VIA CRUCIS wherein we pray and recite 1 Station of the Cross in every church we visit.

2. This will also give me the chance to take that long deserved rest on Holy Friday. On this day, all stores and entertainment centers are closed so I will be forced to just stay home and watch the SEVEN LAST WORDS being aired in our local tv channels.




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Wednesday, April 12, 2006
6th WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

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Sunday, April 09, 2006


PERKS OF BEING OVER
50 YEARS OLD

1. Kidnappers are not very interested in you.

2. In a hostage situation you are likely to be released first.

3. No one expects you to run into a burning building.

4. People call at 9 PM and ask, "Did I wake you?"

5. People no longer view you as a hypochondriac.

6. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.

7. Things you buy now won't wear out.

8. You can eat dinner at 4 P.M.

9. You can live without sex but not without glasses.

10. You enjoy hearing about other people's operations.

11. You get into heated arguments about pension plans.

12. You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.

13. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.

14. You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no! matter who walks into the room.

15. You sing along with elevator music.

16. Your eyes won't get much worse.

17. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.

18. Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service.

19. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.

20. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size.

21. You can't remember who sent you this list.


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I got this in my mail the other day and I felt I should share it with all of you dear bloggers who are 50 yrs and above. And also for those in their late forties so you'll know what to expect when you get there.

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Friday, April 07, 2006

When I was in college, I had to stay in a boarding house because I lived thousands of miles away from my school. Most of the time I was left all alone in our room on weekends. I would spend my weekend going out with friends from other schools but there was this one weekend that I decided to just relax. Having nothing to do, I tried rearranging the furniture and while doing so I stumbled upon one of my roommate’s scrapbook. It had beautiful colors and designs on the cover which made it very tempting to read. What was I to do? I had always been jealous of my roommate who happened to be also my classmate. I had been used to getting the attention of my family and friends back home for my talents so when I joined her in this room, I started feeling uncomfortable to have as a roommate someone whose endearing personality and many talents made her my board mates’ favorite. I competed with her tacitly and grew to resent her natural abilities. I felt it necessary to shatter her shadow with achievements of my own. It reached a point when we stopped talking to each other except when we were with the group. Her scrapbook lay there within my reach, and I was deciding whether to open it or not.

Since, all she did was tell beautiful stories of her past, I picked up the book from her writing desk and opened it, fanning through the pages, hoping to see the other side of her. She had lots of pictures of her high school days with detailed descriptions of the people and the memories she shared with them. After going through many pages, I came across pictures of my board mates and me. As I read the captions written under my picture, the blood ran from my face. I felt faint and slouched to the floor. She portrayed me as the person who has inspired her most. I started to cry.

I was her hero. She admired me for my personality, my achievements and, ironically, my integrity. She wanted to be like me. She had been watching me all the three years we have been together, quietly marveling over my choices and actions. I ceased reading, struck with the crime I had committed. I had expended so much energy into pushing her away that I had missed out on her. I had wasted years resenting someone capable of magic - and now I had violated her trust. It was I who had lost something beautiful, and it was I who would never allow myself to do such a thing again.

Reading the earnest words she had written seemed to melt an icy barrier around my heart, and I longed to know her again. I was finally able to put aside the petty insecurity that kept me from her. The day she arrived from her weekend break, I decided to go to her - this time to experience instead of to judge, to embrace instead of to fight. After all, she was my friend.

It's been 36 years and we have become the best of friends. Despite the distance (she is now residing in the US), we managed to communicate online more than just once a day. Now that she's back home for a 6 months visit, we have lined up a list of activities we will be doing to make up for all those years of being apart.

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Thursday, April 06, 2006

Thankful Thursday: What VIAMARIE is thankful for this week


Image hosting by PhotobucketFor having JOY
when those around are discouraged and discontent.


Image hosting by PhotobucketFor demonstrating SELF-CONTROL
when those around have none.


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when those around are hurried and frantic.


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Links to other Thankful Thursdays
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1) no_average_girl 2) Beckie 3) Tyra 4) Annette Burkett





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Wednesday, April 05, 2006

5th WORDLESS WEDNESDAY


 
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Saturday, April 01, 2006
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A water bearer had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole, which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one-and-a-half pots full of water to her house.

Of course the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for what it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I'm ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

The bearer said to the pot, "did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I've always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.

For two years I've been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."


This story is reminding us that each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all just like cracked pots. The cracks and flaws we each have makes our lives together very interesting and rewarding. We just have to learn to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in each of them.
 
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