2002-07-20T10:08:00.000-07:00

My heart and my strength...

Many times they fail
But there is One truth
That always will prevail...

GOD IS THE STRENGTH OF MY HEART

2002-04-14T03:20:00.000-07:00

Every 4 o'clock in the morning, I would wake up to the sound of my alarm clock, signalling me to get up.. another day has begun. I would look outside my window, it's still dark. It seems like everyone is still on their beds. I would then fix myself, say a prayer, and step into the night.. after a 45-minute ride is another world.
At the second floor of Las Pinas Integrated District Hospital is the Operating and Delivery room. I am always assigned there. And every morning, as I step inside these rooms, the smell of lochia welcomes me. I would smile and think, indeed, another day has begun. The next hours would pass quickly by. I would either be delivering a baby, dressing up a newborn, or assisting a doctor during an operation. I will not forget the way my hands would tremble or my knees would shake when I did these things for the first time. But, everydayI learned, and, everyday I would do better than yesterday. Still, some things are more fulfilling.... Sometimes, I would look inside the waiting room. People who were lined up for the OR waiting to be incised or repaired look anxious, some were crying, some, trying to look brave. Some mothers were standing over their ruptured bag of waters, some were hysterical from pain. They all looked the same, but different. I would smile as I enter the room. I would try to talk to some of them, give some words of encouragement and try to attend to as much needs as possible. Some would smile back and say "thank you". This is what fulfills me the more. To know that somehow, I have eased pain, somehow, I have lessened worries, somehow I have brighten up someone else's day.
After eight hours, I would go home. Sometimes, my someone will be waiting for me. He would give me a hug and ask me how my day was. I would tell every single detail about it. He would kiss me. Later, another day will begin.

2002-04-08T07:19:00.000-07:00

O Lord, you have searched me
and you know me.
You know when I sit and
when I rise;
You percieve my thoughts
from afar.
You discern my going out
and my lying down;
You are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
You know it completely, O Lord
You hem me in-behind
and before;
You have laid your hand upon me
Such knowledge is too
wonderful for me,
Too lofty for me to attain.

Psalms 139: 1-6

PAHAYAG