One month in Thailand. I can hardly believe it's already been a month since I moved to Thailand. So much has happened, more than I can easily put into words. On August 1, I finally moved into my apartment, just a ten-minute walk from the center where our organization is based. God has been so gracious in helping me settle in. For the first time since arriving, life is beginning to find its rhythm. So what does life look like here? Every Monday begins with our staff meeting as

What does love look like? Earlier today, I joined our team for an outreach at a school for children with special needs. I was there mainly to document the day, to take photos, capture moments, and tell the story. So we go on with the usual flow— greeting the students, a short singing time as an ice-breaker, introducing the team, telling them a Bible story, sharing a testimony, and, at the end of the program, handing out snacks: chips, biscuits, and jelly cups, which is how th

A friend once called me and told me how blessed she was by the support my family has shown toward my pursuit of missions. On a separate occasion, another friend shared his struggle because his family wasn't as supportive or understanding of him serving God full-time. If I were being honest, those conversations made me wonder: Was I simply lucky to be born into a family that supports me?

What if peace is not always the confirmation that comes before obedience? What if sometimes peace is the fruit that follows surrender?

I began to wonder, what if the transformation happening inside me is not secondary to the mission, but part of it? What if God is using missions not only to reach others, but to change me?

Maybe love does not always need to show up immediately. Maybe there is a better time to show up. Maybe it needs to anchor itself first in purpose, so that when it is finally released, it tells a truer, fuller, and more redemptive story.

Love held me at my worst. Held me even when my own grasp failed. Love held me in broken places, gathering the pieces and putting them back together—more beautifully than I ever could. It held me in the dark, reminding me that I am not alone. It held my doubts and questions with patience, unoffended and unrepulsed. It held my fears until they no longer ruled me.

What if love covers not just the sin we commit but even the ones we could have committed but did not because of love? What if love covers sin not only after it happens, but before it even begins?

One of the most important things I’ve learned is to give myself grace for not knowing better back then, for not handling things differently when I simply couldn’t. I’m also just living my life for the first time, too. And somehow, my mistakes, instead of ruining me, have grounded me. They’ve kept me humble, human, and becoming.

And when I held that child, I realized: the smell wasn’t offensive, it is the kind of smell Jesus would draw close to, not avoid. It was the scent of someone who is loved. Someone whose worth isn’t diminished by their circumstances. Someone whom Jesus, if He were here physically, would embrace without a moment of hesitation.

The beauty of a yoke is this: it teaches two to walk in rhythm: If one pulls ahead, the other feels the strain. If one lags behind, the journey gets harder. But when they move together, step by step, the burden becomes bearable.

Grace reminds me that I wasn’t given a spotlight, I was entrusted a role. And that the things I profess in public should permeate every aspects of my life, even in the things unseen; How I prepare in private, how I treat others behind the scenes, how I worship when no one is watching, the integrity of my heart. All of it matters!

Being reliable is not just a responsibility; it is a privilege, it’s a reflection of God’s heart. It’s holy. It’s worship. So I keep showing up. Not because I’m strong, but because He is.

Karangalan speaks of achievements. Dangal speaks of identity, of who you are. And it hit me: The honor God gives me is not karangalan. There’s nothing I’ve done that could earn that. It is dangal. A declaration of identity and worth rooted in His love.

This should be our posture in missions: longing. Not ambition. Not pride. But yearning. A holy desire for our Beloved to be near. More than doing things for her Lover, she wants to be with Him.

Maybe this is why God allows us to walk through seasons of difficulty—not to test if our love for Him is real, but to reveal it to us. To take our faith from mere words to something tangible. To show us that what we thought was weak is actually stronger than we knew. Because love and faith aren’t just something we say. It’s something we live by.

I have been clinging to many things, but God is gently peeling my fingers away from them, one by one. Maybe the real question is not whether I will lose everything but whether I will finally let go and trust that Jesus is, and always will be, enough.

The Lord may not have provided in the way I expected, but He provided in ways I needed. He gave me strength to persevere, love beyond my own capacity by serving Him and those around me despite my weariness, patience to trust that even when I cannot see His hand working, I can always trust His heart, and faith to believe that even when I don’t understand His ways, He is still good.

We can stand in the wreckage of our choices, look at what we’ve done, and decide—this is not who I want to be.

Have you ever been in a position where you had to release forgiveness? Betrayed? Hurt? There was a time when I was betrayed by the people closest to me. Words couldn’t touch the depth of that pain, and for a season, it was like I’d been left alone, cut off from the friendships I had once held so close. The hurt was like being stabbed in the heart, and it ached in a way that left me feeling empty.

In a world inherently driven by self-interest, our upbringing emphasizes the swift acquisition of what we desire. This self-centered mentality has transcended the realm of sales, creeping into the very fabric of our lives. Rationalized as a norm, we've come to believe in giving only when we see personal gain and loving only in the anticipation of reciprocation. Kindness is often viewed as naivety.

Profound that this single word has led me on a journey of truth, assurance, promise, and worship.

What if the greater thing that I could ever do in this life is simply to serve without complaining, to bear things in love, and to live a life that points others to Jesus? Would that be enough for me?

Ultimately, the Lord has been weighing the things in my heart against His immeasurable value. If I were to take a scale and put anything against Him, HE OUTWEIGHS THEM ALL.

It is easy to say that we trust a rope only when we need it to tie things up. But to trust a rope when we have to hold onto it while hanging on a cliff is an entirely different thing. Until our faith is challenged, we can never know the depth of its reality to us.

For years, the image of nakedness has been distorted by our society, but it is exactly our ability to be raw, unadulterated, and pure that allows us to be molded into who God created us to be. Yes, we are vulnerable, but our vulnerability is never our weakness; it is our strength.

I created this spoken poetry for this song. MAN: Akala ko ba walang iwanan? Aking puso ay naghahanap ng kasagutan, Narito na naman ako...

To find God surpasses all and every other promises for to find God is to find everything. As I contemplate this, I am once again reminded of the same question that David raised eons ago, "Who am I, Lord?" Who are we that the God of the universe would allow us to find Him, know Him, and tabernacle with Him? Surely, there is nothing more extravagant than this.

I am a weary warrior, and maybe I just needed to lay my armor down for a season, but I know that I still have fight in me. Just because my passion isn’t as fiery as it was doesn’t mean that I am disqualified, it doesn’t make me less capable.

The only reason I can make it this far is that God has been giving me unlimited chances to start again. No matter how many times I quit, even when undeserved, God has a way of giving me a fresh start, the grace to start over without shame. Yes, I am the girl who quits, but I have a God who doesn't.

"I will shake the nations through the children. They will reach nations through my work, preach the good news, plant churches, heal the sick, prophesy to the nations. The children will carry the end-time message" - Father Anton Cruz, Founder of the Royal Kids Ministry (A word that he received from the Lord)

Years from now, you'll be promoted in ways that you've never imagined. You'll be going places, you'll experience life, you may even be with someone already, or you may have a family of your own, but regardless of what season you are in, I want you to always remember these three things:

This is the best part about honesty, while the other traits and values that we have can be apparent to other people, honesty doesn’t have a grand effect that people will be able to see when it is being practiced. Most of the time, it is practiced in the shadows of our own hearts, but its beauty is that it deals with our hearts the most.

I believe that prayer is not only a means into ministry, but the primary work of our ministry. It is our primary mission field because we are fighting for the souls of the people whenever we do missions. Remember: our fight is not against flesh and blood, but against the principalities that are holding people back from knowing Jesus. Every work that has eternal gains is the result of prayer.

Watching the sunrise multiple times made me realize that the sun is not in a hurry to show me its beauty one angle at a time, and each angle changes the color of the horizon as well. I guess it makes us see that beautiful things take time to unravel. Perhaps morning was created not just to remind us of hope but also to make us realize that we need to slow down and live life one day at a time.

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The decision to perceive things is always up to us. Just like how there are two ways to look into this hourglass, you can either see the upper part of the hourglass losing its sands, or you can see the lower part of the hourglass gaining sands. Both are correct; it's okay to lose because oftentimes, losing is gaining. Cliché as it may sound, but it definitely is true.

They say that fathers play a significant role in our lives; that through a scrutinized study, researchers have found out that those who grew up without fathers are susceptible to depression, early pregnancy or even end up in jail. And that those who grew up with a loving father are more likely to excel in school and are less likely to fail in life.