Life of Jay: Lesson #1 – Choose your words carefully
Hello, 2018!
It feels wonderful writing again, especially since this year, 2018, is a year of New Beginnings. Our stories have a new area of visibility, which is online. We have always kept a website and Facebook page “on the side,” but these cyber avenues will now be our main...
Lifting the Gates of Samar
The WhatMag-One Voice Magazine trip to Samar was a blessing on so many levels. First, it was the first outreach since One Voice stopped operations two years ago. Second, the outreach was held in a province rich with historical significance for the Philippines. Third,...
GOD’s Glory in our Frailty (Life Testimony of Maria Loreza Jimenez)
I was diagnosed with Systemic Lupus Erythematosus at the age of 12. Lupus is an auto-immune disease where my Immune System fails to function properly. Instead of protecting my body, it attacks my other internal organs. The cause and cure are not known. I am dying...
Our God is an Awesome God
Our LIFT-B.A.B.I.E.S. Foundation Inc. ministry is our way of thanking and giving back to our Lord, who has answered all our prayers and continues to do so. Our first grandchild, Jeremaia Tabitha Eunice Matubis, was born in March 2, 1999 with a rare liver disease...
God’s Big Backyard
Usually a backyard is where tattered, discarded, and forgotten possessions are placed. We keep these things behind the house to remove the eyesore in our homes. Similarly, some of our youth today have been deemed unimportant just like the things that have been thrown...The Soldiers’ Tale
I will never complain about a bad day at work ever in my life again. At least not until I join the army. To compare your worst day at work with their worst day at work is just unbelievable. Everyone has bad days, but if you happen to be part of the Armed Forces of the...Mentored in the Anthurium Garden
I was five. I was painting with a man in the middle of an anthurium garden. Birds were chirping while the sun drew circles of light on our skin as it peered through the leaves of the tree we were under. We sat on pots and started sketching. That moment was imprinted...Breathe, Praise, and Live
I must have played Cops and Robbers a dozen times as a kid, but one particular game stands out in my mind as the most memorable. It is still quite vivid. I was in the robbers’ team, and I was waiting for the opening I needed to leave the base and rescue my fellow...Get your copies now!
