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At Such a Time as This
Something to Be Ashamed of? Nancy rubbed her belly. She had spent the last few months trying to hide her “condition” from her mom and the rest of her family. She sighed. Her close friends told her that this baby was a blessing from God. If that were true, then why did...
Gardening with the Lord
Take a Break As I write this, the summer sun is blazing, reminding me that the seeds sown by One Voice Magazine early this year will bloom soon. The first quarter of 2025 saw us plowing our ground in various little ways. For example, two of us from the team went to...
Unwrapping the Gift for this New Year
Unwrapping the Gift for this New Year A Gift Called Life We often forget that life is a gift—a gift wrapped in skin, hours, and purpose. It is a gift that has an expiration date on earth, even if we may live an eternity in heaven. No matter how long this gift lasts,...
Nang Maghilom ang Sugat ng Anak
Proud na proud ako sa papa ko!” Masayang pamilya ang kinalakhan ko, kaya naman hindi naging mahirap sa akin ang maging isang masipag na anak at mabait na kapatid. Wala mang madalas ang mama ko sa bahay, napupunan naman ito ng pagiging malapit ko sa aking papa. Kaya...
Prayers and the Journey Forward
A Refuge in the Storm As I type this, severe tropical storm “Kristine” batters our land. We see pictures of Bicol submerged in floodwaters. We’re given reports that other regions will feel the wrath of the storm soon. There are pleas on behalf of people in need of...
Prodigal Son
The pigs aren’t his family. But he smells like a pig, is as filthy as a pig, and worse, eats like a pig. No, he doesn’t eat like some gluttonous swine, but he dines with them as if they share a table. Today’s menu is slightly out of routine: moldy leftovers and this...
Jerusalem of Gold
The Bible tells us to pray for the peace of Jerusalem. In this performance video, Maestro Alvaro Sanchez plays "Jerusalem of Gold," an Israeli song written by Naomi Shemer. Rev. Alvaro “The Maestro” Sanchez is a master musician, conductor, and soloist whose...
Love in My Unlovable Parts
Editor’s Note: This testimony was first published by Kairos, a web e-zine based in India. We are using it with their permission, but with the adaptation of One Voice Magazine’s publishing style. I’m Benjamin B Cruz, national director of Living Waters Philippines, an...
From Damp Walls to Freedom
The dusty air of Israel bore witness to the harrowing encounter of Gelienor “Jimmy” Pacheco, a 33-year-old caregiver from Ilocos Norte, who found himself in a struggle for survival when Hamas terrorists attacked and abducted him and hundreds of others. In an interview...
In the Beginning, I Had a Friend
He smiled and waved at them, his eyes almost completely hidden underneath excessive folds atop his lids. His head was smaller than everyone else’s. He held onto the gray bars of their gate, where, day after day, he stood for long hours, waiting for people and cars to pass by. More often than not, people avoided greeting him, and kids simply did not want to play with him. There were only a few (myself, included) who saw him just as he truly was: another kid looking for friends—just like everyone else. Mickey was my friend.
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