Just as I was about to finishthe dish I am going to bring at the potluck for Independence day celebration, I made a terrible mistake of taking another pill of my blood pressure medicine. It is one of those senior moments I guess. So I missed the party, stayed in bed as my hubby monitors my blood pressure every 20 minutes. Gin payed for me that my BP will not go down significantly as It may cause a stroke.
Thank God, the worse thing that happened is that I had a whole afternoon of complete rest as I slept it off.(I was too groggy) My BP was stable at 120/75 and I only had a slight headache as a result. I was up and about the next day.
We missed the party and the fireworks and our teammates. But the good thing is that every year, there is a 4th of July.
Friday, July 07, 2006
When I think of HOME
When I think of home, I think of a warm fellowship over a dinner table, of a safe place where I could share my thoughts, my struggles, my joys with the people I care about. When I think of home, I think of special memories, celebrations, defeats, failures, successes. It is not about the structure nor the design of a house, nor the furniture and ammenities in it.
There is a popular saying that goes "HOME is where the heart is". For the last 19 years of my "going without knowing", I find that soooooooo real. Whether it is a townhouse in Quezon City, a basement in Baguio City, a second floor unit in Phnom Pehn Cambodia, or an apartment in Pateros, or a shared house with a family in San Diego, or a hotel room elsewhere, I bring my home with me.
Hebrews 11:
13 All these faithful ones died without receiving what God had promised them, but they saw it all from a distance and welcomed the promises of God. They agreed that they were no more than foreigners and nomads here on earth. 14 And obviously people who talk like that are looking forward to a country they can call their own. 15 If they had meant the country they came from, they would have found a way to go back. 16 But they were looking for a better place, a heavenly homeland. That is why God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a heavenly city for them. 17
There is a popular saying that goes "HOME is where the heart is". For the last 19 years of my "going without knowing", I find that soooooooo real. Whether it is a townhouse in Quezon City, a basement in Baguio City, a second floor unit in Phnom Pehn Cambodia, or an apartment in Pateros, or a shared house with a family in San Diego, or a hotel room elsewhere, I bring my home with me.
Hebrews 11:
13 All these faithful ones died without receiving what God had promised them, but they saw it all from a distance and welcomed the promises of God. They agreed that they were no more than foreigners and nomads here on earth. 14 And obviously people who talk like that are looking forward to a country they can call their own. 15 If they had meant the country they came from, they would have found a way to go back. 16 But they were looking for a better place, a heavenly homeland. That is why God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a heavenly city for them. 17
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