Inspires! It's here

 As I discover myself through works and other things to do. I find myself discovering the strongest and weakest version of me. I ponder that being me means being vulnerable to changes that entails pain, sadness, or even despair. As I walked through the doors of self-discovery, I pass through different version of myself. I encountered the crazy one, the pathetic one, the judger, the righteous, the holy, the unworthy, the sinful, the pity one, the ugly, the hopeless, the hopeful, the god of my own, the needy, the prayerful, the hypocrite, the lonely, and the person who only wants happiness in this world. These different versions of me proved that I am human. Prone to error and too far from perfection. I sometimes wonder, how can I maintain this happiness of accepting me despite of all the changes happening in my life? Or perhaps, can I be happier than the ideas inside of my head that define what really is happiness? I am prone to comparison. A competition of being perfect and enough....

Communication entails a great deal of understanding and relationship. It creates a positive aspect between the communicator and the receiver. It helps in expressing both ideas perfectly, concluding into something more alive in words than just passive talking.  As I noticed friends talking with each other, a spark of communication cannot be diminished. Because communication plays a crucial role in organizing thoughts of camaraderie and the freedom of expressing oneself, it catalyzes a more artistic form of expression, laughing. As people communicate, ideas are brought up, and giving life to words has become the epitome of communication which transforms into action leading to more secure partnerships and community building. But some people are not just so blessed with communication, some do not choose to be confined in an area where they are not heard nor seen. Some are not just into words of expression themselves that s/he is sad just denying the fact that s/he needs them.  I j...

As I ponder about life and its intricate meaning of things. I thought of something that had yet to be considered for a long time. A thought that usually resembles my feeling of belonging, belonging to existing. Existence, how I do not understand.  Existence is a major thought of any person. Why am I here? What am I doing here? What is my mission? How can I know that it is my purpose? How will I understand my purpose? They say that a life without purpose is meaningless. Perhaps, it is the truth. Life without a compass is a wind without direction, it just simply wishes where it will go and just suddenly vanish in an instant. No purpose or meaning at all. It exists here today and will be gone tomorrow! What a meaningless life! A life full of emptiness! As I ponder on Jesus' journey towards His main mission to save the lost, I believe He sometimes had this question "Are these people worth saving?" Or "Are these people worth his effort, time, and eternal life?". Yet,...