she used to come to my haus, asking for food, money, advice...i used to give till it hurt...
then she started getting inside my haus while i was just a door away buying from the store..and i'd come home and would find her rummaging through my closets..looking for something to "borrow" from me..a dress..jeans..which she never returned...
she borrowed money from me as capital for a source of livelihood...
i brought her to church..and she eventually solicited money from my friends there...
and she started to invent all kinds of evildeeds and claimed that i did them..and told our neighbors...
so i stopped helping her...
she has a son...
she left him..so she could marry a guy she met thru the net...
the boy is now one of those who walk around our neighborhood...unsupervised..untutored..bcoz he has some mental illness...
and i find it very hard to help that child...and i constantly pray to God to forgive me.
Later, when Jen became busy with her review and eventually passed the CPA board exams, she asked me for the third time to handle the group in her behalf.
I'm currently juggling two jobs, volunteer work, as well as taking care of a couple of sick relatives. I go online to keep in touch with friends and to relax after a long day.
The group had age restrictions, bcoz Jen is very young, but I had lifted the age restrictions. The group is now open for all who wish to join. And is open for suggestions. If anyone wishes to be a co-moderator, kindly send me a note.
Maybe you'd wish to join our conversations in the group. And maybe you'd see why I feel in love with it. The time when all I did was log on to FFF just to post in the group, was in previous pages.
Hope to see you there. And looking forward to get to know you.
For current members, let's keep the ball rollin. Lookin forward to our next EB.
Jan. 5, 2007. - Today, I went back to the orphanage in Manila. But this time, it was good timing because my cousin, who is a nun in said orphanage, was there too. Her mother and my mom are sisters. She and I got a chance to talk, about her problems and her prayer requests. I got to talk also about what's been happening in my life, and our clan.
Then we went inside the rooms. To see a hundred helpless babies. All deformed, all abandoned, cannot feed themselves.
Can't hold back the tears.
Twas a world, a universe of its own. What was very unusual was the pervading peace. Can you imagine a place with a hundred babies who were all peaceful?
Then suddenly a tiny toddler started cryin when she saw me. I instinctively understood that she wanted me to hold her. There's just a series of overlapping scars where her nose should have been.
I held that baby, and she instantaneously stopped cryin. She started cooing. Appeared happy. As if she belonged to me.
From then on, I vowed to visit her and those other little ones regularly. Would do my best, all that I can.
My cousin-nun told me, that each child was Christ in disguise. Can't help but recall His own words sayin: "What you do to the least of your brethren, you have done unto Me."
