Design and Writings by Riz
Bluedfiles Version 17
� April 2005

i have a new friend again. meet.. Kerby. --> c",)

and my guestbook, (uh yeah.. meet him too. his name is.. uhm.. Blooey.) has something to say: thank you ate jang, kat, kuya chris, and doc ric (dabest? you haven't seen the best yet... harhar!ü), for cheering me up.üüü

cheer up Blooey some more?ü

ok.. seriously now. c",)

KC2k3 mini-reunion.
after seven months, we're with them again. Joni, Ina, and Jenmai, our KCmates from Bacolod, are finally here in Manila, after months of praying. they're here to spend the Christmas break, and to attend IVCF's National Conference (which i wouldn't be attending. my schedule is already booked up, hehe.ü) from the 26th to the 30th. they're what i was up to the whole day. there i was, the great self-appointed personal secretary, back in business again. a little bit more challenging now though, because instead of organizing a schedule for one (last september, i was Joni's personal secretary-slash-tourguide on her first stay here), i have three clients this time. PROBONO, of course.ü

Hobbes (Robert to some) and i went to pick them up from the port, and took them to the IVCF building in Fairview, where the rest of our KCmates were. it was, indeed, one reunion we all dreamed of.ü


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i posted this on my tabula a few days ago.

it's that time of the year.
it's that time of the year when stepping out the house, and feeling the cold breeze on your face make you helplessly try to resist the urge to become sentimental. that time of the year when you find yourself constantly staring outside the car window, staring at all those twinkling Christmas lights with that dreamy smile on your face. that time of the year when even without an airconditioner or an electric fan, you'll need to wear a sweatshirt and cover yourself up with a thick blanket to stay warm.

and that time of the year when all the ingredients needed for a long, sound sleep (tired from a looong day of Christmas shopping and choir practice, soft Christmas music, cold night, warm blanket, fluffy pillow, the works) are before you yet your eyes just won't shut off.

sleepless nights. sentiments. wishes. dreams. hope. love.

yep, it's definitely that time of the year..


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the Lord is good.
we were at my ninong's house in Quezon City. jen and i were staging our own amateur acoustic night on their living room -- me on the keyboards, and jen, vocals. Soon enough, ninong valen started singing second voice with us. Later on, my dad was jamming with us as well. We sang song after song, from old Hymns to Hillsongs, to old Christmas carols, to Papuri music, to Kid's Praise (lovely!). Before the night was over, everyone who were there in the house were singing with us na. and our voices actually blended.

what are we again, jen? influential people? ;)
oh by the way.. meet Winky too. --> ;)

anyway, there was this one song which has kept playing through my thoughts ever since.

The Lord is good, the Lord is good
Blessed is the man who puts His trust in Him
The Lord is good, the Lord is good
Taste and see that the Lord is good..

simple words, simple music, but it's so much felt deep within. and as i keep on singing it, it's even more felt. that night, as i laid down my bed and closed my eyes, i sang that simple song of worship twice, thrice, many times over, and marveled at God's goodness in my life.. all these years.

tonight, i'll be singing that one again. c",)

Riz Blabbered @ 1:53:00 AM.

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