Never Too Late

 

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SOURCE: muslimmirror.com

The past few days have been heart-wrenching for the world as we saw how Paris was unexpectedly thrown into a frenzy of terrorist attacks. And with ISIS claiming responsibility for the insidious events, it is just stark to have the victim retaliate on Syria with massive explosions. Hate begets hate, violence begets violence. What a sad world we’re living in!

I remember how affected I was upon hearing the tragic news last Saturday night. It was a change of mood for me because I was so blessed and glad after having a wonderful Sabbath. (On a side note , I just want to share that any happening of this kind disturbs me. If I watched the news about the Lumads and other issues in the country, I would deliberately express my opinion. But because I had no access to TV in the past weeks, I was not able to know about these recent occurrences. Well, med school has it cons, you know.) To witness how many innocent lives were lost is really difficult. It causes one not only to pray for Paris but for humanity. I don’t know how it is for you but besides prayer, events like these remind me that Jesus is coming soon. Yes, Jesus is really coming soon!

It is said in Matthew 24:6-7 – And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled; for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. These verses simply affirm that the Paris attacks serve as one of the signs of Jesus’ second coming. Instead of living in fear, what should we do in response to all these realities? Personally speaking, I can’t afford to cave in and lose out on life’s moments. I would rather go for making the most of the time left I have in this world in preparation for the world to come. You see, the world to come is of great importance for me and it is actually our true home, not Earth. I can’t wait to be home; I’m pretty tired of life here in this sin-sick, dying world!

In addition, let us not forget to repent of our sins and live holy lives. If Jesus is coming soon, why are we all so busy with the things of this world? Why are we still passive in our walk with the Lord and in His ministry? Why are we clinging to our darling sins and old habits? Undeniably, I am not exempted. I feel like if Jesus would come later or even now, I don’t feel worthy to be one of the saved. I don’t feel ready but I desperately want to be. The truth hurts but I accept it fully because I have a long way to go in my Christian life and acceptance is key in doing something about this. Praise God because we can always confess to Him our wrong doings and be made whole again (1 John 1:9). I want to share part of Nehemiah 9:17 which I read from my morning devotional: … But You are God, ready to pardon, gracious and merciful, slow to anger, abundant in kindness, and did not forsake them. What a loving God we have!

So, dear reader, what are you waiting for? It is never too late to come back to Jesus, the One Who gave His life for you; for humanity to be saved. It is a tough call, an uneasy thing to do but it is all worth it for the eternal riches we have in Jesus Christ. With prayer and faith, please join me in preparation for a grand homecoming!

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Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be part of this marvelous event? SOURCE: http://www.newlife5.com

 

P.S. May this video remind you that Jesus is simply waiting for you to come back to Him…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Med Life 1.1

After finally having rested well these past few days, I think now’s the right time to spill out my thoughts on the first part of my med journey. Well, I do miss writing somehow. And it seems I have ample time of doing this so here we go!

(Breathes deeply…) Looking back to the last 4 months of med school, I can’t help but say that I am so relieved that I survived them! I am also grateful to God ’cause if it were not for Him, I could never make it through. I lost 3 kgs during this span of time and that is proof of how medicine took its toll on me. (“Medicine, why you killing me?!”) My acne also worsened. All these due to the inevitable stress imposed by assignments and weekly exams, the different challenges encountered everyday and the harsh realities med students face.Even just thinking about the things to study is stressful, considering the bulk. These are only some of the things that make med school a path which is “not difficult but just not easy” as one doctor-lecturer always emphasized to us. I guess, one can never say that med school is hard unless he or she truly experienced it.

I remember that I started the semester with that ‘uumph’ factor. The desire to learn was there and it was fueled by my zeal and perseverance. However, came Block 3, this momentum started to slow down until I ended in burn out. It was a tough ordeal for me when I really wanted to be the best I can be but I was just too tired to study. I lost myself somewhere during a block which needed me to be at the top of my game because the third block was the ‘start’ of real medicine. Despite this unwanted irony, I passed all my exams and I survived. Thank God for this and in addition, I was able to gain myself back. The succeeding blocks proved to be harder for me since my foundation in Anatomy and Physiology was lacking. Anyway, many activities like tutorials and dissections prompted me to study hard and learn effectively. Being a med student in West Visayas State University (something which I mostly forget and take for granted at times) is a great privilege and I should be thankful that I’m studying at one of the best schools in the country. I hope that I will hold this truth close to my heart so that I would not end up with burn out again. Because given the chance to change the way I spent the first semester, I would see to it that I lived each day with a burning desire to learn and with my studious self intact, undisturbed by petty, unnecessary things. How I wish I had more focus and less wasted moments. But I am still happy that I enjoyed the ride and learned a lot, especially from mistakes.

A coffee-free journey for me!

A coffee-free journey for me!

Anyway, med school was not all about raising my cortisol levels. My endorphins were pretty much in a steady state too! I gained a lot of friends due to my job as a class treasurer and my smiling face. I am so blessed to have found great companionship and support from my two med families: AAAACHU and my small group, Mangtwo2waz. These wonderful people have a special place in my heart and I look forward to having more moments with them! Besides new friendships formed, I had new opportunities laid out for me. I joined MedSymph, the College of Medicine’s official chorale. For the first time also, I conducted the chorale of our batch and it was a challenging task. But music certainly made my stay at Roxas Hall enjoyable and lighter. I have to include my extracurricular activities such as the IRCP parody making (it was so timely that we had to do something like this) and my active participation in 3 churches here in Iloilo City (yes, my Sabbaths were busy most of the time in using the talents God entrusted me). I just can’t express how glad I am that many moments were dedicated in serving the Lord!

Team AAAACHU

Team AAAACHU: Making my journey more fun!

We are family!!

We are family!!!

So, I guess, that’s all I can share about my first 4 months as a med student! I know I still have a lot to go through. As my father would put it, “Damo pa ko asin na matilawan” (“I still have a lot of salt to take in”). And with that in mind, I will use the remaining time left this sem break to prepare for Med Life 1.2! So help me God!