The Shack

I've read the book. And yes, absolutely, you can really tell that I am skeptical. I find the book interesting, as a fiction, but theologically, it doesn't sound too good for me. I am not limiting God, or His powers or attributes. Perhaps, some could say that I had been conditioned to refuse any kind of mystical encounter with God. Hearing voices? yes. Healing miracles? yes. But God, personifying? It sounds too unbiblical for me. It has been foretold that Christ will return again. But I don't think it would be that. I don't think that Mackenze's pit would cause a sudden return of the Lord. No, I believe that He eyes farther, bigger. Nonetheless, some of the concepts of the author were really touching. As a whole, despite of my skeptical attitude, I've learned and has reinforced one truth in my life because of the book, that life without God is meaningless.

Jesus came to give us life, and have it to the full. And there it was in the book, alive and empowered.

Feria

Most students might have celebrated after learning that classes were suspended. But not with those who left their properties just to escape the harsh punch of the storm. Feria has taken lives, and has damaged properties. And until now, the weather forecast for Manila is suspended by whatever reason. Perhaps the storm has other plans. Anyway, I just hope that tomorrow will be bright. I myself need to finish my reports.

Falling

In solitude and cold,
I honestly cannot do anything,
not even to fart.
My mind's freaking me off.
I can't stand its terror,
it's too comical.
I just hope that there are better things to do during rainy days.
Keep it falling, soon, you'll find me trapped,
shivering, insane and helpless.