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Learning From the Power of the Pen and Paper

I once thought I could eliminate the use of pen and paper after school. Being a reporter for more than three years already, I’ve been used in jotting down my notes on my phone or laptop. But it’s just recently that I have to rely on the classic way of recording notes.

When I started to cover court hearings for the pork barrel scam case at the Sandiganbayan (the courts when public officials are tried for cases like graft and plunder), they required the media not to bring phones into the court room. Thus, I have to bring a pen and notebook. So, while I listen and take down notes, I wonder how I get to understand my writing which has turned steno.

But then, I realized there are more advantages in taking down notes by hand.

Taking aside the odd handwriting, having a hard copy of words is safer than those being recorded in electronic. There were a few times that my phone would delete all my notes before an ambush interview ends or my laptop shutting down at the end of the press briefing. Now, such instances devastates me…literally.

When writing down by hand, it’s easy to review the past notes and leave markings as I rewrite my story. Adding markings to my past notes in electric gadgets only complicates them and adds more time. Besides, I tend to remember them better by hand. I realized that by marking notes, I can remember more the significant words from a coverage.

Now compared to touch screens, I can get the right spelling of words when writing on paper. Oh, yes, I can get the words correct when I type on my laptop, but I can’t write there all the time when we run after interviewees in the middle of the street, right? Now when I thumb in the words unto the screen, I’d get 40% of the words wrong in spelling. This only confuses me. But when I take down my notes on paper, I tend to understand the words better.

It’s amazing how I understand my own handwriting when I review my notes. Maybe because my brain can remember what was discussed better when my hand writes them down.

I learned never to discriminate the power of the pen and paper. Our high-tech gadgets can help us in our everyday routines, but sometimes, it is the traditional way that saves us from the odd-balls of innovation.

Well, not unless the ink of your pen vanishes even before the court hearing has ended. O.o20131226-215922.jpg

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Reclaiming Destinies and Breaking the Waves

Twelve months. Twelve fruits. Twelve opportunities to undone me, mold me, and bring me closer to my real identity and destiny.

My 2012 was a year of shaking. The Lord was teaching me out of my stubborn self — to die from selfishness and to abide in Him fully. When my prophetic friend asked me what was the Lord’s promise for the past nine months, I was dumbfounded. All I could remember was the anguish and pain during those times. The emotional battles against the law and the lawmakers, the prayerful times shifted to complaints and mourning, my beauty nearly turning into ashes, my hope almost brought down to the cliff as I contemplated on resignation. I wanted to get out and give up. Yet, the Lord, who had other things in mind, held my sleeve as I let go of my grip. He had a promise, I’m sure He had — yet my ears were covered and my eyes blindfolded.

Yet, I faced 2013 with hope and expectation.

I still couldn’t remember what He was trying to say (and I haven’t even checked my old journal).  Yet, I clung on one word given to me almost two years ago: Romans 5:5, “…and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our heats through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.”

As I contemplating this verse a few months ago, the Lord led me to turn to verses 3 and 4. I never have this hope until: we rejoice in our sufferings, that it leads to perseverance (verse 3) and from perseverance, character, which leads into hope (verse 4)! I believe such is the word for me for this season. And such is the shaking I received.

Through these shakings, I realized a few more things at the beginning of this year, even though the nine months has been ended. Despite character flaws, I’m taught how to react in grace and love and confront with wisdom during dire situations. From my silent struggle against insecurities, I’m taught to reclaim the authority vested upon me as a co-heir in Christ. The most striking lesson that I’ve realized and am still learning (though it was said to me a number of times) is to worship him despite of the fire and testing that I pass through.

My friend told me that the shaking I’ve received (and will receive) are just part of His refinement. This is the time that I have to open my eyes and ears and recognize the Lord in ways I’m not used to. I don’t know what would that be. All I have to do is to ask Him. And see Him move in ways I won’t expect. I just need to open my eyes and my ears to recognize what He’s doing.

There are three kinds of people in the midst of struggles: one who gives up, one who shrugs his shoulder and get into that routinary “survival mode”, and one who wants to learn out of that struggle. The third one is the kind that grows. At this season, the nine month conception should be over. So, what I’ve experienced were just birth pangs. The full birth of one’s destiny is after the nine month period. But if not, that means I haven’t learned my lesson.

I just realized I’m just at the beginning of what He’s teaching me.

Get out of the boat and walk on water, he said. Goodness, that quite scared me. But should I be scared when I’m with the Silencer of the Waves? It’s a step towards acceleration. I need to get out of the box. And I need to ask the Lord ways on how to do that.

To ask the Lord on a daily basis is a way to die to myself. It will keep me from storing up pride as He breaks me with His tender love and awesome glory.

Then my friend gave me the a word that this year is the year of bearing fruit. Seeing in a vision a clock with twelve hours, it indicated that in every month I will bear fruit. But in order to bear fruit, I must learn a lesson. I must ask what the Lord is teaching me at this point of time. When the pruning and honing is over, a fruit will grow…but not only in one month. That means, I will undergo even more fire and testing twelve times!

I need to ask. I need to see. I need to know. Such are the things that I must learn. But most of all, I need to seek the Lord more. Only in Him I will find the answers I need. For He knows the plans for me. And I am claiming His perfect will and His best for my life.

I’m almost 28 years old. But this is not the end of my dreams. Who says life ends at 30? I believe I’m still a little child being disciplined and taught by the Great Father. Why should I copy to the normal trend of human life? The Lord has plans that are way out of my normal blueprint. All I have to do is just step out, walk on the waves, and hold the hand of the One who called my name. What are twelve months of pruning when I got One Great Dad to back me up! 🙂

The Cause of Critical Thinking

This society is tired of thinking. For the cause of knowing things and bringing them to conclusion, we tend to speculate instead of digging deeper due to our lack of perseverance to find the unadulterated truth. Most views are results of quick conclusions. Just like our digestive system, our minds are tired of digesting every information forced into us. We have no time to think things over. We have to move on.

I must admit it’s sometimes tiring talking and listening to people who make up senseless conclusions to an issue. People tend to get what they see, and don’t take time to understand the other side of an issue. Well, we wouldn’t have much time at all, as we have to move on to another issue.

Media awaiting for the remains of Sec. Jesse Robredo at Malacanang. Speculations that his aid left him in the plane carelessly floated through social media. Yet, these speculations were silenced when his wife, Atty. Leni Robredo, thanked his aid Jun Abrasado for being her husband’s protector.

There are times that people would ask me or my fellow reporter, on a certain issue. When Sec. Jesse Robredo died in a plane crash, a few people asked me hoping to confirm that the plane crash’s lone survivor, his aid Jun Abrasado, was the primary suspect at all. By my observation, even though they asked me, they already have a conclusion drawn into their brains. And no matter how you tell them that the investigation’s not over yet, they’d stand on their original cause: he is the suspect.

Tragically, the majority is satisfied with speculations. What 86% of the population nods at, that’s final and execucatory. When the issue has died and when the unaired side has come up, no one seems to care, for judgment has been finalized.

And yes, we have moved on, to speculate on another issue.

I wonder if everyone would silence down and think about things will truth and understanding dawn into us. We love to speculate for we love to blame. Even though we don’t have a first hand on issues, it’s natural for many to point the blame at someone (just like in Jun Abrasado’s case) in order to prove that we are better than the accused. Oh, and we are tired of thinking things (and reactions) over. We think we are intelligent enough to say what we think in an issue. But when we shut up and think of what we have speculated and said, it was not for good at all – it was just another demolition job to a single person or to society itself.

“Whoever guards his mouth preserves his life; he who opens wide his lips comes to ruin.” Proverbs 13:3 says. I must admit I am not careful with my words all the time. But when we are careful with our mouths and think over what we see and hear, I believe there’s no reason to speculate and talk senselessly. Talking senseless things is an end to the prudent soul and this bring us to the loss – and perhaps, death – of knowledge. Ending up in speculation will cause us to cease from pushing for further knowledge of things around us, and stop us from pursuing the truth the Lord wants us to know. Besides, when we do, our brains will not be exercised well, causing us not to be productive in thinking.

It’s not easy to teach society to unlearn and learn. In our pride, we hastily conclude things. In order to do so, I guess there has to be a destruction of the order of norms that we have known and has been perversed for generations. One painful wake-up call must be a cause for us to think and rethink…instead of blaming and speculating, which fools usually do.

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