Can God Transform Murderers and Drug Traffickers?

Can God Transform Murderers and Drug Traffickers?

We sat under the thatched roof where inmates from Bilibid’s Minimum Penitentiary and representatives from the catalyst movement of transformation in Las Pinas, Muntinlupa, and Paranaque (LaMPara) gathered together monthly to encourage each other and worship God. The...
What Dog Collars Taught Me About God’s Love

What Dog Collars Taught Me About God’s Love

DOG LOVERS WILL UNDERSTAND THIS It’s hard not to love dogs. How can someone not love a bunch of warm, living stuffed “toys” you could hug all day?  What’s not to love about their goofy smiles, ecstatic tails, and unconditional love?   Their eyes focus on you and only...
Selflessness and Pizza

Selflessness and Pizza

My Kuya, the Selfless Sibling “Kuya, can I trade with you? Two of my garlic and cheese pizza slices, for one slice of yours.” I watched as my older brother, Paolo, scratched his head and looked wistfully at his beloved slice. It was full of meat, onions, ham, and...
Prodigal Son

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...
Facing a Lion, a Bear, and a Goliath

Facing a Lion, a Bear, and a Goliath

By Drake Nikko Buzeta Assistant Pastor, WIN Better Living Read 1 Samuel 17:31-37 There was once a church in Germany that was forced to close down. Because of this, the pastor had to look for a job to support his family. One day, he was going through the classified ads...
Slave to Son

Slave to Son

The slave is a mere child born into a heritage of chains. He drags his bare feet across the hot ground, scabs on his knees, scratches on his arms. He owns nothing except the dusty tunic hanging like an oversized sack on his famished frame. He is no one. He is no...