Bibliophilism

Acceptable: A Five-Star Review of Sweet Accord by Felicia Mason

“I’ve done a lot of thinking the last couple of weeks.”

“And did you come to any conclusion?”

She nodded as she ran a finger along the back of a metal folding chair. She looked up at him…

“I still love you.”

I cannot stop my tears from falling. Praise the Lord for this Love Inspired, Heartwarming Inspirational Romance– a story about the King who conquered the world with love, a story about two people who was drowned with it, and a story of faith, of prayer, of hope, and of God’s will.

Indeed, romance stories have never been this beautiful. Indeed, when God is placed in every life story, everything becomes all the more beautiful! Most importantly, everything comes into place like the puzzle pieces that make up a most wondrous image.

This story revolves about two servants of Christ who found each other through circumstances. And ultimately through the music of God’s love in their hearts. Matt and Haley may not have started off with hearts and rainbows and flowers, but that made the story all the sweeter. I would not say any more at this point, because that would mean explaining something that goes beyond a mere attraction between two people.

This is true love in each of its pages. It is 1st Corinthians Chapter 13 personified! This is the love of God, reflected on two imperfect people.

And what ultimately drew me to this story was how the author weaved the story, and how I understood that though it was full of flaws, still, none of it mattered. None of it. Because everything fell into place and everything was fully understood, when Felicia Mason wrote:

If I’ve made any errors, blame it on my head and not my heart.

Oh Lord, You have been faithful to me all along. I’ve seen Your beauty through this story. I know nothing can be compared to You. You are the Most High, but still, I thank You for this. I thank You with all my heart, Lord God.

In the sweetest name of Jesus, our Lord…

Amen!

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The Secrets of the Little Bonnie Lass

The Secrets of the Little Bonnie Lass: Crumbles of Faith

“I do not know how to continue. I’m losing hope. I still do things I shouldn’t and I feel as if God left me. I cannot see God nor feel Him. How do you do it? How do you continue?”

Every time someone asks me this question, I panic. I was faced with this question many times during the past years, and every time people ask me this, I simply tell them the truth (well, after panicking for a while and asking God what to do): that I was feeling the same thing. The only difference is that I kept on believing that our God is true and that He is constant.

Often times people thought that I am burning with faith and love and kindness. They thought I was always happy, without any bit of a problem, that I have nothing on my back to burden me. But let me tell you the truth: I am burdened, and it was I who burden me, and as ridiculous as it sounds, one of the greatest enemies we may have is ourselves. Yes, this is true. Most of the times, I am ashamed of myself, disgusted even. I did things that make me want to hide inside a cave and live there for the next thousand years. My attitude is also filled with flaws. I am impatient to a fault; I do not get angry often, but when I do, people would not recognize me at all. My own thoughts during the night plague me, preying on the prayers I should have been whispering instead. In fact, I always think of myself as a quite complex character in a novel- the one you cannot predict, the one you are confused whether he is the hero or the villain. And all these things cause me to lose hope on myself and lose faith on God, doubting whether He would ever forgive me. And so sometimes, when people ask me how I continue, I stay silent for a while (panicking deep inside), thinking it would be hypocritical of me to tell them it was easy- as if it was just a procedure on how to make pancakes.

And so again, I tell them the truth: I feel the same.

But then, this statement is always followed by a fact God always reminded me with. This fact, whenever I was reminded of it, gives me the peace of mind and of the heart that made me realize the folly of my anxiety. It was this fact, so extraordinary in its existence that makes everything so different: God is constant. And our sins are flecks of dust He blows away. Do not put God in a box. He is greater than our sins, greater than the sorrow we feel, the financial problems we encounter, the deterioration of health, the death of a loved one. He is greater than us.

And so when asked how I continue, I now say: I feel the same, but I collect crumbles of faith wherever I go. I try to see God in the little good things I encounter everyday. Children playing in the rain, strangers smiling to greet you, a safe ride on a bus, a simple Bible verse on a jeepney, good food, lots of books, a family to go home to, true friends to help you, our talents, simple things to remind us that God is good, and that He is constant in a world full of flaws and sinful people.

And always, I tell them of a passage in the Bible that is always in my heart and in my mind whenever I lose faith.

Jesus Heals a Boy with a Demon

And when they came to the crowd, a man came up to him and, kneeling before him, said, “Lord, have mercy on my son, for he is an epileptic and he suffers terribly. For often he falls into the fire, and often into the water. And I brought him to your disciples, and they could not heal him.” And Jesus answered, “O faithless and twisted generation, how long am I to be with you? How long am I to bear with you? Bring him here to me.” And Jesus rebuked the demon, and it came out of him, and the boy was healed instantly. Then the disciples came to Jesus privately and said, “Why could we not cast it out?” He said to them, “Because of your little faith. For truly, I say to you, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain,’Move from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.” (Matthew 17:14-20)

We can move mountains through the power of God, so let us continue to pick up crumbles of faith wherever we go and see how these pieces will bring about great blessings coming from God.

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The Secrets of the Little Bonnie Lass

The Secrets of the Little Bonnie Lass: Optimism

Dear Reader,

People always ask me time and time again how I always keep a light, positive attitude even under pressure. They believe me a great optimist- all smiles, rainbows, unicorns, and laughter- that they thought I never get angry or sad or irritated over people. Some even get to the point of trying my patience and angering me on purpose to see how a great optimist like me loses control.

I will tell you my secret in a minute, but first, I have to tell you something really important.

There is a great difference between being an optimist and being numb.

I get angry. I get sad. I fall in love. I am not numb.

Sometimes, people thought being an optimist carries nothing but gladness and joy, but everyone has to understand that before I got to this point in my life, I happened to be a depressed little lass without a pinch of self-esteem and confidence in her skinny bones. And still, at this point, bigger challenges come my way in the form of disrespectful men, competitive women, and the lack of freedom to wring their necks with my bare hands. (Okay, just kidding!) Worse, being an optimist, they thought, was analogous to being numb in one way or another. People thought an optimist is not hurt, is always fearless, and is always happy without thinking that optimism- at least in my case- is a choice.

And this particular choice, we have to understand, is a gift from God.

Yes. This is my secret. I prefer to look at life the way God looks at it. He did not breathe life into us to make us feel guilty over our sins or to punish us for the sins we have committed. He does not kiss us every night only to find out that we have been constantly looking under our beds, or worse, over the bathroom mirror to look for monsters. He does not whisper His love to us every second of our lives only to curse in the wind and whisper gossips to people.

He gave us life to enjoy it. He kisses us every night to let us know He will stay awake to protect us. And He whispers His love as a sweet lullaby to give us rest.

This is my secret to optimism. Be brave enough to trust God to lighten your day and to trust His will and purpose for you.

With love, 

The Little Bonnie Lass

P.S. Do not be so hard on yourself, love.

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