Some men feel their masculinity can only be proven if they play out in their own life all the locker-room stories, smugly confident that what a wife doesn’t know won’t hurt her. The truth is, somehow, way down inside, without her ever finding lipstick on the collar or catching a man in the flimsy excuse of where he was till three A.M., a wife does know, and with that knowing, some of the magic of this relationship disappears.
“A sad fact which nevertheless needs to be faced is that a deeply committed Christian who wants to write stories or paint pictures or compose music to the glory of God simply may not have been given the talent, the gift, which a non-Christian, or even an atheist have in abundance. God is no […]
Dear Sir, I don’t like forgiving people sir, especially if I love them, they’re a permanent part of my life, and yet they hurt me again and again and again, and I have to forgive them again and again and again. It’s difficult sir, not to mention painful. But I guess that’s the essence of […]
Saud Beach photo by romantic places We reached Saud Beach in Pagudpud late in the afternoon. Made use of the time to enjoy the sea and sunset. Standing there quite literally at the edge of the Philippines, giant windmills a blur at the distance, the majestic waves, the wind on my […]
Dear Sir, I’m having a Princess syndrome. It’s been following me for days. It started when my cousin in Dubai posted this: Just watched scene of Sleeping Beauty (yes, I know, Disney girl), and this line came at the end: “So arm yourself with this enchanted Shield of Virtue, and this mighty Sword of Truth, […]
Dear Sir, You know those times when you play and move a little too close to the boundary line and then you fall, not on the other side, but you fall nonetheless, and then for the rest of the day you can’t function properly because you just know something’s wrong? Today is that kind of day sir. […]
Dear Sir, This was written 11 months ago, I believe it was the last week of October before the Undas-season (Filipino version of Halloween). Makes me squirm a bit but I’ll share it anyway: As I braved the Friday night rush hour, coupled that this coming weekend is a holiday, […]