HAVE YOU BEEN LIKE THEM?

WHO YOU REALY ARE?

My LOVE for the STREET CHILDREN started when i was in my high school years. At that time that love was small and I think it was just normal. But when i reached my college years it turned out to be something. I can remember while I was 18 years old when I saw a dirty little boy carrying a big sack with full of trash inside. Of course I felt pity and suddenly I felt that my strength was being drained by my body and felt like vomitting.

I realy do not know what happened to me at that instant. But now i know because I been in that situation many times already and it will happen to me when I can see them. It is like the blood of your heart is drained for the little children and it is fulfilling for me.

I think that this is my SIGN OF CALLING. Since this is my first blogsite and I never made something for my priorities instead I made http://givethemlove.blogspot.com

ARE YOU HUNGRY? IM SURE YOUR NOT

ARE YOU HUNGRY? IM SURE YOUR NOT

While im typing this I felt like crying, I felt like I am very selfish.

I promised to myself that before Christmas of 2008 I would save 2,000 pesos and buy food for the street children in Cebu City. I made it as challenged so that i can prove something to myself in the midst of crisis.

It was December of 2008 already and havn't save any but Im still confident to fulfill my promise since the Bunos will be released before Christmas.

I am not proud to tell you that til now I have not fulfilled my promise. And it bothers me sometimes.

I am in the office and Im going home now, and if ever I can see hungry children on the street tonight I will surely buy them food.

HAVE A HEART? PLEASE DON’T READ THIS!

This my first blog and I wanted to be sane as I wanted to be and to anyone whose heart is as not as callused as mine.

More than 6 years i have been traveling in major cities in the Philippines. As I have traveled day and night I can always see these kids, whose hearts are so innocent and pure. I can see them everywhere I go and they are always on the streets.

At daytime, I can see their dusty smiling faces. As usual, I can sense that my heart is smiling yet crying upon seeing them. Smiling because their alive and happy regardless of the behaviors we are treating them. Crying because I can feel and believed that somewhere in their smiling faces-there is something excruciating that their tears will flow on their faces without making any sound. May I ask you, have you cried without making a sound?

At night I can see them sleeping on small pieces of carton. I always watch their faces closely and I can see they are so precious and beautiful. And I wonder how they can bear the cold during nights and what if there is rain. I wonder how they managed that.

My feeling of compassion for them is great and sometimes I feel like vomiting. But after that it will be just like a normal day. Sometimes I ask myself why can I still sleep at night knowing their situations. And I also wonder how the Filipino government officials and mainly the religious people can sleep at night? Yah! i know! its because of the soft bed, hi tech airconditioner, huggable pillows and silky bedsheets.

I thought you said you are for them. Some of these kids are right at your church door sleeping or you are now hiring security guards to keep them away? I really wonder how your lifestyle affects them.

I am realy sorry that I am blaming you. I hope you do not have this blaming attitude like me. I know we are human, capable of making mistakes, capable of letting these children to suffer from sickness, capable of letting them sleep on the streets.

Let us be human, let us change to be good, a good government, a good pastor, a good priest, a good nun. Let us be a good human. And let us open our churches, our barangay halls and our hearts so that they will have somewhere to go at night.