Resources- time, money, property, manpower or anything that has value and can be useful to achieve something.

How do I manage my resources?

Luke 16:1-2

*all resources came from God.

*we are just stewards/managers of this resources.

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God’s Greatest and Ultimate Love

The Soldiers Mock Jesus

16 The soldiers led Jesus away into the palace (that is, the Praetorium) and called together the whole company of soldiers. 17 They put a purple robe on him, then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on him. 18 And they began to call out to him, “Hail, king of the Jews!” 19 Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him. 20 And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him.

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“…tapos nung naghandshake kami, alam mo ba kung anong nangyari?” inlove na inlove sa pagkukwento.

“Parang may dumaloy na kuryente?” I said sarcastically.

“Oo, oo! Talagang may sparks! Teka, bakit alam mo?”

“Bella, pitong beses mo nang ikinukwento yan.” -_-

Ganyan ang normal conversation namin ng bestfriend kong si Bella. Lagi nyang ipapasok sa kwentuhan kung gaano sya kainlababo sa Red na yun.EDI WOW! Nakakaasar nga eh. Parang nakakapangselos. Not like selos as in selos. We’re bestfriends nga eh.

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This story was inspired by JCD’s Partnership Accounting book

“Accountant?! Accountant ang daddy ko?”

Sinigawan ko ang kausap ko. Nakakapikon na sya. Andami nyang alam tungkol sa daddy ko na hindi man lang naikwento sa akin ng daddy.

“uh huh, at si Liza Fernandez ang one true love nya”

Natawa ako. Halatang naggagawa-gawan lang sya ng kwento.

“Excuse me ha, pero hindi Liza Fernandez ang pangalan ng mommy ko.”

“Alam ko. Diba sya si Julia Lopez?”

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Ang Santo Rosaryo ng Mahal na Birheng Maria

ang buwan ng Oktubre ay buwan ng Santo Rosaryo ng Birheng Maria. ang Santo Rosaryo ay may limang kulay na para sa iba’t ibang kontinente. luntian para sa Africa, pula para sa America, puti sa Europa, bughaw para sa Oceana, at dilaw para sa Asya. bawat araw ng isang linggo ay may akmang mga misteryo. kung lunes at sabado, ang akmang misteryo ay ang mga misteryo sa tuwa (joyful mysteries). kung martes at biyernes naman, ay ang mga misteryo sa hapis (sorrowful mysteries), kung miyerkules naman at linggo ay ang mga misteryo sa luwalhati(glorious mysteries) at kung huwebes naman ay ang mga misteryo sa liwanag(luminous mysteries). ang bawat misteryo ay nagpapahayag ng kaganapan sa buhay ng panginoon nating si Hesu-Kristo at ng mahal na birheng Maria.

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Red Story

Cloudy day, I was riding my bike through the street. I got bored for the places and sceneries I went were always the same. I decided to go to my girlfriend’s house. There, I saw her in the balcony as if she was waiting for something. I gave her a bicycle show to get her attention. She smiles, with her dimples so deep, and opened the gate. I parked the bike in front and went inside. She hugged me and I smelled the beautiful fragrance of her hair I always love.


We talk for hours in the balcony and as the conversation goes on, we haven’t noticed that we were talking and laughing so loud. Her father, who was currently watching TV noticed us. He went outside to the balcony. He told Jesh to prepare some snacks. Jesh went inside and I got a talk with Mr. Sar. Mr. Sar is a friend of my dad. We talk almost about everything. I can say that he is liking me for he is laughing out loud with me like an old friend.


Jesh, who just finished baking, joined the conversation. Everything was so nice until we noticed that its already 6PM. I bid goodbye to Mr. Sar and kissed Jesh on the Cheeks.


2 years later…


I was in Manila, one lazy afternoon. I was lounging in my bed, playing Beauty and the Beat in my cellphone. Suddenly, the message alert tone bangs my sound trip. I checked my messages. It was from Jesh saying “Babe, we’re arriving”. I’m surprised because it has been two years since I last saw her and we haven’t even interact in text, facebook, and twitter (There came and unclear break up between us) and that, she haven’t made here at our house here in Manila. “we?? With who??” , I replied. She didn’t replied; I bet it was just wrong number.


Half an hour later, someone knocked on the gate. I came down to garage to see who is knocking, when I hear a laugh of a baby. I opened the gate. I was surprise for it was Jesh. She was always beautiful she was carrying a one year old kid. I got her bags and without even saying anything I invited her upstairs. I tickled the baby on the chin saying “ who is this cute little baby?”


The baby smiled at me. And like Jesh, he also had a dimple on the left cheek. I felt something warm, like a good-strange feeling. We got upstairs. I opened the door and put her bags on the couch.  “this is Joshen, my son…” I was surprised and I got even more surprised when she added, “… our son.”


I got too many questions on my mind, but all were forgotten when I took a look on the baby. His eyes, nose and lips all resembled to mine. I carried him. I was happy, tears, went out of my eyes. I was so happy, I can’t breathe. Jesh unloaded some things for her bag. They were Joshen’s toys. She said, “ put him down you might get tired. Let him play with his toys”.


We played with his toys. I am so happy, so filled with love, so filled of excitement and amusement. Jesh was making milk for Joshen. I said to her, “so, this is my son?”. “yeah”, she replied. I was speechless. I looked at the baby again, and he really looks like a little version of me. I said, “hello Joshen! How are you?”. He smiles. His dimples appeared. I was filled with happiness and love. Its like everything is perfect.