Today I offer myself to You, Lord, as You have gifted
And chosen me to serve those who are ill.
Bless my hands that I may be able to share your healing touch.
Bless the medicines and instruments in my hands.
Bless my every action, every nursing intervention and medical procedure
that I will administer to the sick, that it may bring comfort, help alleviate
their pain, and be your instrument in healing them.
When i feel down because of fatigue and lack of sleep;
when my personal preoccupation, my own hurts and woundedness bother me;
when my presence and nursing skill are being mistrusted by those around me,
let you Spirit transform this into energy of love to give me
the strength and courage to go on faith. Help me to be serene especially when I am
at the bedside of patients who are in their most vulnerable moments.
Divine Master, I acknowledge the gift of service and love
inherent in my nursing vocation.
Increase in me the grace to be respectful of every patient
no matter who he/she may be, trusting that it is You
yourself who are placing him/her under my care.
Amen.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
dear broken-heart.
this is dedicated to all those going through difficult matters of the heart!
"diary of a broken-heart", this was my planned title to a diary-of-sorts that i wanted to write when i was a broken-hearted once. i thought to myself, what if i write all of my feelings everyday in one whole year, then i'd be able to read it when i am healed, and see my journey from a new point of view, from denial to anger to bitterness to hope to healing (or whatever jumbled order you've experienced in your own love life) and maybe, it might be able to help future broken hearts out there.
but, i never get to writing it.
siguro dahil sa sobrang sakit, kapag naiisip kong magsulat, nananalo na lang yung kagustuhan kong magmukmok sa isang tabi. imbis na mag-effort pa ako na mag-isip at magpagod, ginusto ko na lang na wala na lang akong intindihin. hanggang sa lumipas ang mga weeks, months, i went through all kinds of emotions (na slightly nakakabaliw talaga yung iba ha!) until one day, i was okay.
having said all that, and having heard some of the most saddening break-up stories the past weeks, allow me to try to reconstruct a few of things i've learned in life, and love, that might help that broken heart of yours or of someone you know.
1. on advice.
"diary of a broken-heart", this was my planned title to a diary-of-sorts that i wanted to write when i was a broken-hearted once. i thought to myself, what if i write all of my feelings everyday in one whole year, then i'd be able to read it when i am healed, and see my journey from a new point of view, from denial to anger to bitterness to hope to healing (or whatever jumbled order you've experienced in your own love life) and maybe, it might be able to help future broken hearts out there.
but, i never get to writing it.
siguro dahil sa sobrang sakit, kapag naiisip kong magsulat, nananalo na lang yung kagustuhan kong magmukmok sa isang tabi. imbis na mag-effort pa ako na mag-isip at magpagod, ginusto ko na lang na wala na lang akong intindihin. hanggang sa lumipas ang mga weeks, months, i went through all kinds of emotions (na slightly nakakabaliw talaga yung iba ha!) until one day, i was okay.
having said all that, and having heard some of the most saddening break-up stories the past weeks, allow me to try to reconstruct a few of things i've learned in life, and love, that might help that broken heart of yours or of someone you know.
1. on advice.
when you're broken-hearted.. no advice said to you will make you feel better. none. as in wala. kahit ano walang effect kapag broken-hearted ka, the only thing that you think will make you feel better is if the one you love will say they love you too, but they won't. (in some cases, they won't ever, but in some, they won't just for this point in time.) hugs will comfort you, concerned text messages will make you smile, but no amount of advices will make you feel better...unless! unless you decide to let it make you feel better. Don't be pressured though to follow everyone's advice, kanya-kanya lang yan, of the one hundred cliche lines thrown at you at an attempt to make you feel better, most will not make you feel better (in fact, some will make you feel worse), but there will be a few major lines (not necessarily given by these closest to you, mind you) that will speak to you and touch your heart and soothe your soul. Those pieces of advice, you hold on to.
2. on prayer.
a broken-heart will make up some days so unbelievably hopeless and wanting to just stay in bed all day, some will eve go all out in saying they want to die ( but of course, you don't really wanna die, right?!) a broken-heart will wake up some days feeling somewhat rested and peaceful, but with a slight fear that they might encounter something that they will brick back all the pain. whatever mood the broken-heart wakes up in, one thing remains. its a broken heart, and this may sound cheesy and false to some. but there is only one thing that can heal all things broken. Our Lord and personal savior, Jesus Christ. when you deliverance. when your heart is shattered into a million pieces, still give thanks and ask that you may learn whatever life lesson it is that he wants you to learn. in both high and low, give thanks, because it is the one of the surest things in life that God only works for the good of those who love him.
3. on moving on.
don't be pressured! for some it takes weeks, months, or even years! of course, no one likes the pain of the broken heart brings. (its pain like no other! ouuuchy talaga grabe!) but, you have to go through it. go and let it out. cry before you slee, cry when you wake up, cry in the bathroom, cry in front of pc, cry while eating dinner, cry to your friends, and even, i do cry with my father and sisters break it all down (so much relieved when i did that), lock yourself in the room, stay in bed all day, don't talk to anyone for hours, make senti all you want, do it all. don't let anybody stop you. (but don't let get in the way of school, work or the things you have to do either! okay? okay.) feel all those yucky, disgusting, heart-shattering feelings, curl it all up into this unbelievably sad ball, and one day, when you're ready throw it out all in the window. it will happen for you. i know you feel it won't, that the day you'll be okay will never come, but it will, just like me. have faith it will.
let me stop at this third point and end by saying that i've felt all those feelings of hopelessness and worthlessness that you might be feeling right now. and, honestly, so have thousands, and millions of other people around you. it sucks. it really does. but hey! nobody said that it would be easy, but nobody said that you do it alone.
all this i share with pure sincerity from the bottom of my happy heart, to your soon-to-be a happy heart! :)
2. on prayer.
a broken-heart will make up some days so unbelievably hopeless and wanting to just stay in bed all day, some will eve go all out in saying they want to die ( but of course, you don't really wanna die, right?!) a broken-heart will wake up some days feeling somewhat rested and peaceful, but with a slight fear that they might encounter something that they will brick back all the pain. whatever mood the broken-heart wakes up in, one thing remains. its a broken heart, and this may sound cheesy and false to some. but there is only one thing that can heal all things broken. Our Lord and personal savior, Jesus Christ. when you deliverance. when your heart is shattered into a million pieces, still give thanks and ask that you may learn whatever life lesson it is that he wants you to learn. in both high and low, give thanks, because it is the one of the surest things in life that God only works for the good of those who love him.
3. on moving on.
don't be pressured! for some it takes weeks, months, or even years! of course, no one likes the pain of the broken heart brings. (its pain like no other! ouuuchy talaga grabe!) but, you have to go through it. go and let it out. cry before you slee, cry when you wake up, cry in the bathroom, cry in front of pc, cry while eating dinner, cry to your friends, and even, i do cry with my father and sisters break it all down (so much relieved when i did that), lock yourself in the room, stay in bed all day, don't talk to anyone for hours, make senti all you want, do it all. don't let anybody stop you. (but don't let get in the way of school, work or the things you have to do either! okay? okay.) feel all those yucky, disgusting, heart-shattering feelings, curl it all up into this unbelievably sad ball, and one day, when you're ready throw it out all in the window. it will happen for you. i know you feel it won't, that the day you'll be okay will never come, but it will, just like me. have faith it will.
let me stop at this third point and end by saying that i've felt all those feelings of hopelessness and worthlessness that you might be feeling right now. and, honestly, so have thousands, and millions of other people around you. it sucks. it really does. but hey! nobody said that it would be easy, but nobody said that you do it alone.
all this i share with pure sincerity from the bottom of my happy heart, to your soon-to-be a happy heart! :)
"HEAVEN"
a price to pay
for the sins and the faults
for hurts that has been caused
for a life almost lost
formerly considered dead
gone and alone
far... yet still within reach
fading... just fading
thrown over the shoulder
by those whom i thought will always be present
forgotten like a bad memory,
something never held dearly
i sought... i fought...
just when the end was near
the road just kept on goin
on... and on... and on...
my legs can only go so far
but i sought... i fought...
finally... i tripped
reaching the limits of humanity
i take one last breath
one last look
and there stands a figure
a silhouette that you know contains eternal beauty
Godly beauty...
i look at my dirty, bruised, and wounded self
and i look up to the face that looked down
a price to pay...
this is my prize...
for the sins and the faults
for hurts that has been caused
for a life almost lost
formerly considered dead
gone and alone
far... yet still within reach
fading... just fading
thrown over the shoulder
by those whom i thought will always be present
forgotten like a bad memory,
something never held dearly
i sought... i fought...
just when the end was near
the road just kept on goin
on... and on... and on...
my legs can only go so far
but i sought... i fought...
finally... i tripped
reaching the limits of humanity
i take one last breath
one last look
and there stands a figure
a silhouette that you know contains eternal beauty
Godly beauty...
i look at my dirty, bruised, and wounded self
and i look up to the face that looked down
a price to pay...
this is my prize...
Monday, June 16, 2008
reflection on a monday night.
Despite of being wasted from work this night, I reflected on LOVE and SPIRIT.
I think that love doesn't need to be discussed, it has its own voice and speaks for itself. The spiritual life is essentially to love. One doesn't love in order to do what is good or to protect someone. If we act that way, we are perceiving the other as a simple object, and we are seeing ourselves as wise and generous persons. This has nothing to do with love. To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God.
So I prayed...
Thy will be done, My Lord.
because you know the weakness in my heart,
and you assign me only the burden I can bear.
May you understand my love--because it is the only thing I have that is really mine, the only thing that I will be able to take with me into the next life.
Please allow it to be courageous and pure; please make it capable of surviving the snares of the world.
If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live. And I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him.
Waiting is painful.
Forgetting is painful.
But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
And so after I say a Prayer. When I tried to read the Bible, this was the first verse I read...
***Philippians 4:6-7***
Do not worry, do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God, which trancends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
I really know that God is sooo good to me that he answered my prayers at a snap of a finger. Thank You Our Father!
I think that love doesn't need to be discussed, it has its own voice and speaks for itself. The spiritual life is essentially to love. One doesn't love in order to do what is good or to protect someone. If we act that way, we are perceiving the other as a simple object, and we are seeing ourselves as wise and generous persons. This has nothing to do with love. To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God.
So I prayed...
Thy will be done, My Lord.
because you know the weakness in my heart,
and you assign me only the burden I can bear.
May you understand my love--because it is the only thing I have that is really mine, the only thing that I will be able to take with me into the next life.
Please allow it to be courageous and pure; please make it capable of surviving the snares of the world.
If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live. And I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him.
Waiting is painful.
Forgetting is painful.
But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
And so after I say a Prayer. When I tried to read the Bible, this was the first verse I read...
***Philippians 4:6-7***
Do not worry, do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God, which trancends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
I really know that God is sooo good to me that he answered my prayers at a snap of a finger. Thank You Our Father!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
a beautiful PRAYER.
Dear God,
I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself...and the fact that I think that I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe this:
I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You.
I hope I have that desire in everything I do.
I hope I never persist in anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it at the time.
Therefore I will trust You always, for though I may be lost - and in the shadow of death - I will not be afraid, because I know You will never leave me to face my troubles all alone.
I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself...and the fact that I think that I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe this:
I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You.
I hope I have that desire in everything I do.
I hope I never persist in anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it at the time.
Therefore I will trust You always, for though I may be lost - and in the shadow of death - I will not be afraid, because I know You will never leave me to face my troubles all alone.
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