In a house that often hummed with the energy of a young boy, a hardworking husband, Lunar’s playful chaos, and my noisy brain, you moved through the days like quiet water.
Soft paws. Soft presence. The orange cat who didn’t demand the spotlight but somehow made the whole room feel steadier just by being in it.
You never needed much. A warm spot. A slow blink. A quiet corner where the world could keep spinning while you simply existed.
I am grateful for the wonderful memories I had of you being either my mews or my meownager as I steadied my hand thru calligraphy, answered the next email, or grasped the next word for my journal.
I love pink and you became the furry boy who loved pink. Your carrier was pink. Your pail was pink. Your mat was pink.
One of your nicknames was Boboy Keekan, the tiniest and the only boy in MeeMee’s litter of four. I thought you won’t survive, but you outlived them all.
When we transferred homes, I remember how you quietly sat in your favorite pink pail as other passengers gave you a quick glance. You were chill that way.
I’ve wanted for all of us to grow old together but throughout our three moves, we’ve lost your mom and your sibs along the way.
You were like a son to me, I loved you way before I even became a mom to a human.
During my pregnancy, you were always present for our morning walks and kept me company most nights while Dadad worked hard for the family.
Before I gave birth, I left you in your favorite corner by the kitchen door and told you I’ll be back. When I returned from the hospital, you were gone and didn’t return for three months. Thank you for coming back when you did, Meekan.
Thank you for the ordinary moments that became a little softer because you were there. You chose to be there.
For the way your calm balanced the noise. For being the gentle constant for us for 12 years. For teaching little Kuya Hope how to be kind.
I’m always just trying to figure things out, Meekan – you knew that – and you never failed to remind me of the art of being present, of doing nothing, of being chill.
Meekan, I hope you knew I loved and cherished you exactly as you were. Thank you for making me feel that way, too.
While humility and mutual accountability are essential, it is crucial to “put your hope in God” FIRST.
Not humans.
Not institutions.
Not programs.
You don’t owe anyone an explanation for your decisions and how you choose to live your life.
I understand this one thing about the algorithm: every like, every comment, every article, every second you spend on the videos or reels that pass your timeline, create patterns.
Your rants, your raves, your highlights, every one of those are stored.
I admire how one married celebrity shared that she and her husband separated for 6 months but nobody knew. THAT is a superpower.
What is more noteworthy is the fact that even when they separated, neither of them dated other people.
When they got back together for the sake of their child, they both admitted they had “no feelings” for each other anymore. Yet they decided to try again.
Today their marriage is much, much better. She’s humble enough to attribute it to the LORD – not because of a support group or any human being.
Don’t get me wrong. Sharing accountability, fellowship, and giving others the opportunity to bear your burdens with you is God’s design for His church.
However, will the people you share your burdens with truly pray for you? Or will they simply prey on your vulnerability?
The Bible says “Love protects”; “A wife must not separate from her husband”; “God hates divorce.”
How does a married person obey God when it becomes painful to stay?
If your marriage feels heavy today yet you desire to obey God, to “remain in Him”, this is for you.
If you’re feeling unloved, tired, unseen, unappreciated, disrespected, neglected and you think being away from your spouse, even temporarily, would help, this is for you.
“Do not deprive each other except perhaps by mutual consent and for a time, so that you may devote yourselves to prayer. Then come together again so that Satan will not tempt you because of your lack of self-control.” 1 Corinthians 7:5 NIV
Pray FIRST. Then talk with your spouse.
Not your bestie.
Not your churchmates.
Not your family of origin.
Not your children.
And certainly not your in-laws.
Your spouse IS your primary accountability partner. Pray for each other, pray with each other. Communicate.
NEVER disclose your marital issues to anyone outside of it, especially on the internet space because the devil feasts on the algorithm.
Protect your spouse even when you’re annoyed. Zip your lips when you have nothing good to say about him or her. Your husband or your wife is NOT your enemy.
Put your hope in God! In Him, you never have to suffer alone.
God’s love protects you. His love disciplines you. His love never fails and His love clarifies His design: what God has put together, let no man separate.
Let’s pray.
Father God, when our marriage feels more like a bed of nails than a bed of roses, help us to trust that You have called us to keep our marriage bed pure and undefiled.
We acknowledge that You have put us together for Your purpose and Your glory. Protect us from pride and deceit and help us to love each other as You love us: faithfully, unconditionally, wholeheartedly. Though it’s a bit blurry, may our marriage be a picture of your covenant-keeping love with Your people. Help us to be humble. Help us to trust and serve each other, and may our children see, know and love Jesus through our lives. Your faithful love endures forever, Father God. Help us to enjoy Your love together. In Jesus’ name, Amen. Come Holy Spirit. Amen.
What could’ve been a major milestone in Rene Baterbonia and Chukwuemeka Divine Adili’s journey became a millstone that drowned their dreams.
We continue to grieve with and pray for the people of Talacogon and Nigeria as the full, unadulterated truth remain shackled.
Can you see it?
Lady Justice sand sculpture. Grok Imagine.
Recent news reveal the sinister spirit that’s long been at work not just in the school system but in families, in communities and even in churches.
Here and abroad we hear of teachers caught in indecent acts and sexual harrassment cases. How many of those have been solved?
As the Philippines continues to struggle and regain its wobbly footing from the tragedy of a 7.8 magnitude earthquake, we hear of the macabre, untimely death of students brought about by two gun-firing youths.
It is not surprising, given that our very own Senate recently had its halls echo with gunshots.
A tangled weave of ball-passing negligence hangs in the air and though many of us are alert enough to perceive it, we remain powerless to do anything – except, perhaps, temper our responses and shift our focus.
Satan is not backing down.
Being the father of lies, he is a master con artist, venturing out to steal, kill and destroy all that is good.
He does so through these channels: appetite, beauty, and knowledge. It’s an age-old tactic that he used to entice Eve – and Adam – in the Garden.
“When the woman saw that the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eyes, and that it was desirable for obtaining wisdom, she took the fruit and ate it. She also gave some to her husband who was with her, and he ate it. And the eyes of both of them were opened, and they knew that they were naked; so they sewed together fig leaves and made coverings for themselves.” Genesis 3:6-7 BSB
I remember when Charlie Kirk was a**a**inat*d in 2025, he was speaking in a school, in the middle of laying the groundwork for the Gospel. The enemy tried to silence his voice, to extinguish his light and though his case remains unsolved, it ignited an unquenchable fire in the hearts of many teenagers who followed him.
Lady Justice. made with Grok Imagine.
The picture around the world is going to get from worse to worst before it becomes good.
It’s going to take a while.
Yet we can CHOOSE.
In the basic pursuit of satisfying our human appetites, we can choose: to tend our own gardens, mind our own businesses, stay in our lanes, protect our bubbles and let evil run its course.
Or we can pray.
We can PRAY not only “in church”. We can pray in our beds, in our homes, in the kitchen, in the garden, in schools, in the play areas, in the basketball court or in the courts of justice, in the streets…
Let us REPENT and RETURN not “to the church”. Let us return to God!
Let us return to Him in the midst of the mundane, in the little things, the unpublished things, behind the curtains, and certainly off cam!
Let us BE the church whom God has called us to be: men, women, children, families who prevail in prayer.
Let us be courageous and unwavering in the pursuit of truth and the beauty of His design.
Let us be so intimate with the Holy Spirit in a way that shuns all noise and empowers us to follow His signal towards what is truly good and eternally beautiful.
Nakapiring man ang mga mata ni Lady Justice as she balances the scale, hindi siya ang magpapataw ng sintensya. Siya ay bulag, pipi at bingi – isang estatwa na hindi nakakakita, walang boses, at hindi nakakarinig.
Ngunit ang Panginoong Diyos, our Creator God who is Good personified in Jesus Christ, ang May-akda ng buhay, ang Diyos ng Hustisya, ang Siyang magpapataw ng sintensya.
Hindi Siya bulag, hindi Siya pipi at lalong hindi Siya bingi.
Ang pag-ibig at hustisya Niya ay walang sini-sino at walang pagkiling.
Hindi man natin maunawaan ang Kanyang pahintulot sa bawat trahedyang ating kinakaharap, ang Kanyang mga plano at pangako ang mananaig.
God gives us not only perfect peace in the midst of the chaos and noise; He renders perfect justice and opens doors that no man can ever shut.
Pray with me.
Father God, You know all things, You search all things and nothing is ever hidden from You. All things are naked before You and opened to Your eyes. You are to whom I must give account.
Father God, I have no kindness, no goodness, no compassion apart from You.Forgive me for the times I rely on my own morality instead of Your Word.
By Your grace, Father God, I choose today to put my trust in You. I will keep choosing to do what is right even when no one is looking.
Thank You, LORD Jesus for making a way for us. Holy Spirit, please fill me, empower me to always choose to be truthful, to be kind, to be compassionate, to do good, and to be courageous over evil. Even when nobody else will go with me, I will follow You.
For Yours alone is the kingdom, and the power and the glory forever, Amen.
ancore! 