Aug 10, 2020 | Seabed
It’s getting later in the year; that time when the air is chilled by the thought of endings. The sun sets at seven now, and the sky is already pinking as I close the door of my mom’s dented green van. I tilt my head up towards the sunset. I love everything about this...
Aug 8, 2020 | Seabed
Dreaming for my Family I started to dream of a life free from strife, violence, and hopelessness. I was able to release forgiveness to those who killed my father, and I started to dream good things for my family back in Cebu. I wanted them to know and receive Jesus,...
Aug 5, 2020 | Seabed
The Road to Recovery After my father’s death, my family agreed to send me to a rehabilitation center. I said yes. I thought I was going to Cebu for this, but I ended up in Antipolo. My family booked round trip tickets for themselves, not for me. I felt they really...
Aug 4, 2020 | Seabed
Young and Craving for Freedom I was a captive to drugs for more than 10 years. I had my first taste of marijuana when I was 11 years old. I gave in because of peer pressure. At first, I did not like it because it made me dizzy, but I eventually liked it because it...
Jul 17, 2020 | Seabed
Without vision, the people perish. Without vision, I live aimlessly. God leaves us clues. These clues may be key experiences, key dreams, key thoughts. Life clues turn into key words. The key words form a mission statement. The mission statement becomes a life...
Jul 16, 2020 | Seabed
My dad gave me a thick spiral notebook for journaling when I was eleven years old. I only started using it when I was in college and in my early 20s. This journal, of all my diaries, contains many of the key decision points of my life as a young person: how to move...
