We are God's Masterpiece

I came from a typical OFW family. My father went to Saudi Arabia when I was seven to search for greener pasteur while my mother who was a public school teacher raised me and my two brothers. Growing up, I never really had a physical father figure and I thought my family's structure was normal. My father would go home every two or three years and would only spend a month with us. That's how I remember my childhood with my father. On the other hand, my mother became the de facto head of the family with the responsibilities of raising three children all by herself. Financially, my father would support and provide us with everything that we need by sending us to Catholic schools and giving us a good lifestyle that we were really grateful for. But his lack of physical presence in our lives seemed to give us that feeling of emptiness as we grow older.

My lovely family 

By God's grace, I finished my education with flying colors while all the time acting as a good role model to my two younger brothers. I thought that was enough since I became the obedient daughter and supportive sister that I should be. Unfortunately, my brothers and I doesn't seem to share the same ideals.

One of my brothers, a former YFC like me, who we thought was doing okay with his Nursing degree had been having a hard time all along coping up with peer pressure and instead resorted to smoking and drinking. His growing addiction to computer games led him to fail his grades which inevitably got him kicked out of the program. His problem escalated more when he got his then-girlfriend pregnant at 18. This news came as a big shock to both my parents who have been great providers and supporters in their own way, especially to my mother who has been actively serving in the Church and is a CFC HOLD leader. My father, who thought everything is going well with us because we are all Catholic-schooled and had been guided spiritually by our Parish and CFC family felt devastated with what happened to his eldest son. He was even brought to the ICU and was hospitalized for a couple of days due to a heart attack after learning of all this because he never thought that his quiet, smart, altar-server-son would do such a thing.

Then, unexpectedly my youngest brother who at that time just started going to College as well suffered depression when he learned that his girlfriend from high school cheated on him when she went to the US. Instead of telling us about his problems, he simply kept silent and diverted his attention to smoking. Because of this, he got himself kicked out of his Accountancy program because of inconsistencies in school requirements.

During those times, I would remember that whenever I would pray so hard, I would always ask God why this is happening to us. I felt like we did something wrong. All of these trials came unexpectedly and has shaken our quiet family. What's worst is that I really feel bad seeing my parents going through the pain of disappointment and always questioning themselves about where could have they done wrong? Aalso, it pains me to see my two brothers going through all of these problems that we would only hear from stories of friends and relatives. It even came to a point where I felt helpless and as their Ate, I blamed myself that I wasn't able to guide them properly and that I just couldn't protect them.

I thought that what we have before was enough. Even though we have a dysfunctional family structure we have always been happy. But truth is, the problems arise because God intended for it to happen. Crazy as it may seem, God's plans are way better and complex than ours.

If God didn't separate my parents physically for the last 20 years, they wouldn't probably be celebrating their 31st wedding anniversary next month while still acting like lovestruck teenagers.

If God didn't allow us to be raised alone by our mother, we probably wouldn't be as strong as who we are now even with all the trials that had come our way.

If God didn't made my brother feel the addiction to vices and hadn't gotten him in a situation to become a young father, he wouldn't be the mature, hardworking and devoted husband to his wife that I know now who is also a father of three beautiful children.

If God didn't made my youngest brother suffer heart break, depression and confusion as to what he really wants with his life, he would've not found his girlfriend of 3 years now and won't be able to know that he wanted to become a Doctor.

God has his own plans for us because he created us, whether we may question his ways or try our best to understand everything. His plans are way bigger, better and more beautiful than what we can imagine and hope for.  It's simply trusting him to unfold his promises and to realize why they all happened. Everything will take its course according to his plans at the right time and all we need is to have faith. All of this is possible because We are God's masterpiece.

I am Beloved

I am a living proof of God’s victory.

As proud as it may seem, I am confident enough to say that I am. I'm only in my late 20s and haven’t really proved anything much to the world, but as I recount the years of my existence, I am 101% certain.

I've experienced joy, frustrations, heartaches, depression and betrayals. My life issues may not be as appalling, bold, tear-jerker and significant as the others but in my world, they are as big and horrendous as any problem can be. I even doubted at one point the reason for my way of life, but interestingly never felt uncertain that God existed. I'm a control freak and I like things to go my way. I've been rebellious at times but would always find my way back. I've got plans and have always dreamed of fame, fortune and pleasure. But unfortunately whatever I do, God never gave me what I wanted.

Instead, he would always give me what I need.

My decision to come to Kuwait came in a jiffy. My salary working in the Government sector is not enough but I'm about to be promoted permanently. My career’s doing great although my routine has turned dreary. My social life is also blossoming, with great people surrounding me. I've also got future plans to travel and do things that I've always wanted to do. But somewhere in my comfortable life..I felt lacking. You know that weird sense of emptiness that people at my age shouldn't be feeling.

Is that what you call mid-life crisis?

Dude, seriously?

I have absolutely no idea. I am happy and I know that I feel content somehow.. but the feeling of wanting to do something and be somewhere won’t go away. So when the chance of Kuwait came up, BAM! I’m out of the country in an instant. Sitting on the plane bound for Kuwait with my Mom in tow is not a picture I would want to remember for the rest of my life, more so convincing myself the reality that just dawned on me. I’m suddenly unemployed, broke, no social life and going to live with my parents for the next year or so. Convincing me of my new reality because of the out-of-the-blue decision suddenly came to haunt me.

Anyway I also do want to find a sense of adventure and something that’s out of my control right? But then you can lie to everyone but definitely not to yourself. So what’s the main reason why I did that?

Escape.

I want to be something else. To be livin’ la vida loca!

I want to have an adventure, to do the things what other people have experienced. I want to have a fun, roller-coaster-kind-of-life. Besides life is too short to waste on unimportant things and we obviously live once. Just like the old saying goes, Carpe Diem!

Fast forward more than two years from that plane ride I'm still stuck living in with my parents and only earning an income through my freelance online job. My idea of adventure didn't happen for things that I found myself lacking, financially so to speak. I'm also still patiently on hold waiting for a more stable work application that I have processed for the last two years and counting. Even though I've decided to give up for the nth time, but somehow when I'm on the verge of doing that small abrupt wake-up calls out of nowhere would overturn my decision to stick with it through thick and thin. It’s probably called divine intervention? No idea really, but I guess it’s a way that God tells me to be a bit more patient. Yes, patience. It’s a very big word that I have obediently been doing and applying to my life ever since.

But then, amongst the struggles that I'm still undergoing, I do however found myself going back to serving God - faithfully and sincerely. Of all places, why in Kuwait? I don’t actually know the answer but I just found myself going with the flow of things. I even developed a new kind social life that is centered with my Church friends and SFC community.

I obviously couldn't really afford expensive things with the very small income that I have, but interestingly I was able to buy myself a brand new Iphone, re-stabilized my wrecked savings account and even paid for this Dubai trip. I even found myself splurging on branded clothes, shoes, bags, accessories and eating at expensive restaurants without asking money from my parents at some point. Amazingly I was also able to help a cousin pay for his tuition from the surplus that I got from my freelance job. Yes, surplus from a very small income that came from a work unexpectedly. I even had the chance to do the things I found myself passionate about like photography and writing after letting myself be in complete surrender to the call of service.

But what’s more interesting? For the past 27 years, I never really found myself committing to any kind of relationship. It’s not that I am scared of love or being in love but I just probably never felt the need to. I thought I am content but then one day God gave me that unexpected gift that gives me joy – an answered prayer. Hopefully. 

All of these blessings suddenly poured unexpectedly. Things I never really thought would come amidst the choices and sacrifices I made prior to deciding to follow His call. Before I may not really know their significance or why these hardships have occurred, but today I am proud to speak out my realizations -that they are God’s victories, my victories.

Honestly, I could go on a different way. I can keep a deaf ear to His call for patience, faithfulness and service. If I hadn't been obedient to His call, I wouldn't be here. I still would have been stuck in my old life where I thought I was really happy with. But life is all about changes and these changes are inevitable. Even though I didn't get the things that I planned for and the dreams that I have always dreamed of, I know God is leading me to the path where I'm supposed to be not where I want to be.

Every day is a challenge but every day is also a victory from God that I would be proud to cherish.

Bigkis Bandang Pinoy Concert and Global Pinoy Singing Idol Kuwait

Official event poster. Image credit to SaintGregorieProductions

Therefore will I give thanks unto thee, O LORD, among the heathen, and sing praises unto thy name - Psalm 18:49

The past 2 weeks has been a crazy roller coaster ride. Who would've thought that I would be part of two amazing music events to be held on the same week? I'm not an amateur nor a pro at handling events but I've personally handled a wedding, debut, seminars/workshops/conferences, drama play, school contest and fair and even a Bingo event in our local community back then. But this is somewhat different since both affairs were done for a cause. The rock concert aims to contribute in building a catholic church in Bahrain while the singing contest is to promote Filipino talents in the Middle East as well as support the scholarship projects of ANCOP in the Philippines.

The Bigkis Bandang Pinoy Concert for a Cause which was held last Thursday, September 5 at Don Bosco School in Salmiya was organized by the Pearl of the Orient (PYMSK and TFC) led by Fr. Ben Barrameda in cooperation with Pinoy Q8 Talents. Different Filipino organizations also helped sponsor the event (FAST, Pindot, PinoyHubs etc) and the night was a success with 7 Pinoy local bands (Middle String, 8th Note, Beats &Pieces, Blue Chords, Lillium, Impulse and Abandoned) who graced the stage with awesome live music showcasing Filipino musical talents.

Image credit to Among Ben

Moreover, the ANCOP Global Pinoy Singing Idol Kuwait Finals was held at the Ballroom Hall of Carlton Hotel in Kuwait City last September 6, Friday. The contest is a project of ANCOP in cooperation with ABS-CBN DZMM and was sponsored locally by ICSA and some generous individuals. This singing contest does not only aim at showcasing Filipino prowess in singing but as well as in promoting ANCOP Global Walk 2013 in support for ANCOP's scholarship projects in the Philippines.

Official video teaser for ANCOP Global Pinoy Singing Idol Kuwait Finals 2013

Official ANCOP GPSI Kuwait Finals poster

Eight (8) amazing talents graced the stage rendering their own version of Louis Armstrongs "Wonderful World" and singing their heart out with their chosen Finale pieces.

Image credit to ANCOP's Jon Parian

At the end, the Jazzy Popster contender from Hawally, Ms Lyza Pajo won the event bagging the all expense paid round-trip airfare to the ANCOP Global Pinoy Singing Idol Middle East Finals on September 27. From there, two (2) winners will represent the Middle East in the ANCOP Global Pinoy Singing Idol Championships to be held in Manila on December 2013/January 2014. The champion will take home $1000 USD cash prize, the title of ANCOP GPSI Champion for 2014 and possibly a recording contract* from ABS-CBN.

As of this writing, ANCOP GPSI Kuwait winner is already preparing for the Middle East finals so I'm crossing my fingers now that she'll hopefully win the said competition. Go Lyza! Go Kuwait! :)


Note: (*) - still in talks 

Garage Sale For A Cause

One friend told me "Iba ang pakiramdam kapag alam mo na makakatulong ka/It's a different feeling when you know you can help". This statement simply sums up what I have experienced last Friday after I said YES to become part of a Garage Sale.

This kind of event isn't something new to me. As a kid growing up in a Catholic school, we've been doing regular charity events or sales in order to raise funds for those who are in need of help. The usual fund raising activity would either be a Bingo game, a sports tournament, a ball/party, food sales or garage sales such as this one. On most occasions, the resources that we use for these events were sponsored by my rich classmates or from companies who have answered our sponsorship letters, so I actually don't remember a time when we have certain difficulties whenever we gather our resources. But with the recent event that I attended to...it was a rather different experience.

Since this is only a religious-community-based event, under the CFC, the initial gathering of resources for the said Garage sale has already posed a struggle. Unfortunately, not everyone appears to have a kind heart to donate their semi-used goods for charitable purposes. But still lucky enough, and yes, through God's way, unexpected miracles do happen. It's only a matter of believing, I guess. So on the day of the said event, when we're about to tally what we have gathered, we're surprised to find 2 boxes and a couple of huge plastic bags filled with clothes and accessories to sell with! Some good-hearted people even donated used appliances to add to our list!

By the end of the day (around 5PM to be exact), even though not all of our stuffs were sold we have at least accumulated around 56KD! Not bad enough though. This money, as little as it may seem, will be sent to the Philippine's CFC ANCOP scholarship fund to help young kids with their school. But what's more interesting is that the left-over things will be shipped off instead to a depressed part in India as aid for those who have been stricken by the current flooding. This has been agreed upon by the leaders of the community since the last time when the Filipino members of the CFC community were in need of help, our Indian brothers and sisters have been generous enough. So this of course seems like a great deal of giving back what they deserve.

I do hope that this act of kindness and sharing will be a common practice not only because this is an event run by a religious community nor by a certain group of people, but by everyone in the hopes that this will be a symbol of unity for all.

Tagpuang Disyembre

Tagpuan is a Tagalog word which when translated in English would mean "place to meet". Tagpuan Disyembre is an event organized by a couple of young Filipino professionals from the different sectors in coordination with Fr. Ben Barrameda, one of the few Filipino priests stationed here in Kuwait. It was said that this was one-of-its-kind although other Filipino communities usually organize sleepovers for different purposes but being the first of its possible many succeeding events in the near future, this overnight youth activity centralizes on a solely Filipino target audience with a theme - "Meeting Christ: Leaving the world behind".

In its entirety, it was a kind of retreat but with a less dramatic platform with the topics discussed that touched more on a generalized issue - answering to His call, understanding the different vocations, career and forgiveness. The topics were delivered in a comprehensible manner that would gain the listener's immediate interest, granted mainly that the talks were presented by Priests and a married couple as guest speaker who gave insight to their own married life and how they answered the call that they're meant to seek that vocation.

It was indeed a fruitful event, with lessons that although I have heard multiple times before but somehow left substantial reminders about the calls that I might've disregarded or failed to take notice.

Green Island Picnic

This is my first Eid Holiday and luckily we were invited to attend the CFC Kuwait Family Ministries' Picnic held at Green Island. It was a whole day affair with tons of activities to do. This social gathering reminded me of the ones we have back home. What makes it more awesome was that majority of the attendees were Filipinos.

During break time, I wander around the area to check out what the place has to offer. Guess what? Jet skis! I was excited to rent one when the owner told me that the water was too low. I kind of forgot that it's obviously low tide. So maybe next time... T_T