Simply Blessed

Taking care of slowly recovering Mr. G had been easy and convenient because we have great Church, family and friends’ support in every way. For the past weeks, these beautiful women at our church have tirelessly and are continually helping G and I in this seemingly forever-taking recovery process by providing us with fresh cooked sumptuous meals more than two times each week. Yes, the meals they make includes me too!With the demands of my day job and in the midst of cleaning out and packing stuff for our moving, not having to rush to prepare meals for my recovering husband has given me so much time to attend to other urgent and equally important concerns. These women are purely heaven sent as well as G’s family and our friends who are helping us pack our stuff each week.
I can’t wait to see Mr. G set his Electronics laboratory and Art corner up in the basement of our new home. I pray hard every day for him to get better so he can enjoy cruisin’ around our new neighborhood. The first time we drove to the new home, there is only one place that reminded him of it, and that is the city I lived in the Philippines which is Baguio. While we are still in the process and waiting to close on our new home, and praying that all goes through smoothly, I stand amazed at how the Lord’s hand had always reached out and met our needs in His perfect timing! One icebreaker question we answered in our small group Bible study about 2 weeks ago was, “Have we ever doubted God’s timing on something in our lives?”, where I started answering with a deep sigh. Once I am able to get back to my blog about this, I will share it with all of you.
Hope everyone had a reflective Memorial day today and to other parts of the globe, hope you are having a blessed start of the week! God bless you everyone!
  
        

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Mother, How Can I Thank You?

All my bags are packed, (nope, I am not about to sing John Denver’s, Leaving on a Jet plane song), but I remember the day I left home for college and how my Ma helped packed all my stuff while giving me the never-ending instructions on how to live my life away from home like spending my money wisely, stretching my week’s allowance, choosing the right friends, not staying out too late, not skipping meals, no boyfriends until graduation, etc etc. And since I am naturally a nice girl, (Yeah right. 🙂 ),I followed all that. I wanted to make her happy and to take pride in me. 
On my college graduation day, my Father told me that my Ma won’t be able to attend my graduation with him because she was busy preparing for my graduation dinner party in my parent’s house. I was upset and cried in frustration. I wanted her to be there with me and my Father. I wanted her to witness the result of her love and hardwork. When I walked up to the stage to claim my diploma, I saw her standing by the door of the auditorium, fixing the curls of her hair in a hurry with her hand, while scanning the audience to look where my Father was seated. When they called my name, I saw her step back to allow herself to see me march on the stage for my diploma, and then she proudly clapped her hands. She had tears in her eyes.
How can a daughter thank you, for your unconditional love and dedication to all your children. I do not know how, but this Mother’s day, I celebrate you for the wonderful mother that you have been. I think about you every day and I love you with all the love a daughter can give. The Lord is so good to have given me the gift of you. Thank you, Ma. Happy Mother’s Day.
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” – Psalms 139:13