A METEORITE?

I would mark this day, January 29, 2009 as a memorable day for me. At about 6:10 pm, something miraculous, something I never expected had happened. For the first time, I saw a real meteorite. God! It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my entire life. It was so magical, it was so unbelievable, I even tried to pinch myself just in case I was dreaming. It was so much different from the meteorites I see on TV. I was about to cry when I had realized that it was not a dream. What I saw was real. Words are not enough to express my awe to that thing I show. Then, my friends and I were talking about aliens, invasions, and U.F.Os. When I saw the meteorite, I just can’t help but be amazed of how God had planned this to happen. All day, I was tired from all of the school work. I was also stressed having read in the papers articles about killings and murders. God had made that appear to provide hope and light to the people. Despite all the struggles and pains, there is hope and that there will always be a God who hears prayers. It is a symbol that anything unexpected could happen, and often, the unexpected is always the most beautiful. All we have to do is to believe that miracles could happen. We need to pray for the whole world.
Like any other people who have seen a meteorite, I closed my eyes and made my wish. I would not say my wish because I don’t’ want to spoil it. (laughs) here’s the clue, it’s about the most important people in my life-my family. and I wished for world peace.

It would always be the talk of the town

My blog site is considered as my other world. Here, I am able to express whatever comes into my not-so-genius mind. Often, I receive comments of appreciation from people. Well, maybe because we are Filipinos and we tend to be fond of using euphemisms (laughs). Filipinos have been taught by the elders that if you don’t have something good to say, then you better keep quiet. There came a time, just 3 days ago I think, wherein I have received a comment from a friendster buddy saying that my new blog site is boring (I have another blog site in my friendster account). Well, that’s new. Nobody has ever said that before. (laughs) I sent him a message asking him why he said such. It is for the reason that I want to know what else to improve and what else to add for me to grow as a writer. I accept criticisms healthily. Unfortunately, he never replied back.
It got me thinking of what possible reasons could there be for him to arrive into that idea; maybe because I discuss about topics that doesn’t concern the majority. People always like to talk about one topic – Love. I am not writing about it simply because I can’t be a good writer about it. My teacher had once said that the best writer of love, is the one in love. Yes, I may consider myself in love in one way or another, to friends for example or to my family. But I think that this is not the kind of “love” people want to converse about. All of us are more interested in reading love stories and anything that has to do with it; failures, dating, conflicts, and etcetera. Here, in my blog site, I would want to write on things which I think I can be good at. (laughs) I may be not in love with a specific person, but I am actually contented with where I am now.

I may be alone, but I am not lonely. *wink*

To be, or not to be?

Today, January 24, 2008 was a life-changing day for me. Why do I say so? Today, I have been given a chance to join a Leadership Training Seminar at Saint Theresa’s College Study Hall, with Ate Che as our source speaker. There, I have become aware of my strengths, my weakness, my ambitions as well as my goals. In our first activity, we divided a long bond paper into 6 equal parts. In each part of the bond paper, we were instructed to write 6 important things.
1. Name
2. Ambition
3. How I see myself 5 years from now
4. Strengths
5. My weaknesses/ Things to be improved
6. The person I would want to trade myself with, even for a day.

Now I would like to share my answers and explain the reasons behind them thereafter.

1. Ana Loreta Pedroza Andrada
2. To make a difference
3. Pursuing Political Science as my Second Course
4. a. I am responsible
b. I know how to set my priorities
c. I value the lives as well as the rights of the people
5. I sometimes let my emotions overrule my mind in making judgments on certain things.
6. The 44th US President, Barack Obama

• I decided to write my full name including my middle name because this is all about me. There must be another “Ana Loreta Andrada” in the world, but the chances of having “Ana Loreta Pedroza Andrada” is low. Ate Che said that we had to write our names on the first part of the bond paper because everything that we will write after will be all about us. This activity is a self evaluating activity therefore, we must recognize ourselves first.

• My ambition is not a specific one unlike the others. It is too broad, but Ate Che said that write something which you think is possible. I believe so that I have all the potential and capabilities of fulfilling this ambition. I want to make a difference in so many ways. In the first place, I am taking Mass Communication because I am aware of the influence of media to the people. I want to transform the Xenocentric Filipinos into Nationalistic ones. There is always a room for improvement, in our government, in our communities, and in our people, and I, as a woman with this kind of ambition, wishes to be one of those concerned and knowledgeable people who aims to see the Philippines, one day, as one of the first-world countries.

• I see myself pursuing Political Science course 5 years from now because I want to understand the laws that govern us. These laws affect the lives of the Filipino people and I think that it is important for me to understand and know about these things before I would start making a change for the betterment of the country. I will not allow myself to be ignorant of our laws if I dream this big.

• As to my strengths, I know what they are and I know where I stand. Many had a hard time in filling up this part maybe because they see themselves as inferior to others or maybe they just had no self confidence.

• It was not that easy for me to fill up my weakness part. Not because i find myself perfect but because I often translate my weaknesses (those which I know of) into strengths. I had to ponder on what other weaknesses I have that have not yet been improved or have not yet been given attention to.

• I had chosen the 44th U.S. President Barack Obama not because I am greedy of power but because I am fully aware of how he could affect not only the United States of America but the whole world at large. I want to trade place with him even for one day because in that short span of time, I can make big decisions that will make big changes. I would want to be in that position so I could influence a lot of people, be the change, and make a change.

After the Leadership Training Seminar, I realized that everyone has a potential to become leaders. We just need a little push and motivation to awaken that leader within us. I not only had fun but also learning in the games we did.

Ate Che made mention that you do not need to acquire a position to become a leader because you can always be a leader by setting yourself as an example as if someone is following. True enough, I can make a difference without acquiring a position in a certain form of government but the question is; will that difference be enough for me to say that I have truly inspired, motivated, and touched lives? Maybe yes, Maybe no. A leader can do so many things that will benefit the members as well as bring out the best in them.

Despite all the challenges a leader may face, still it’s his motivation and reasons that will keep him doing his job, and also, going beyond what is expected from him.

Now, I only have one goal in my life, and that is to make a difference; to work it, to live it, and to fulfill it.

“To keep you going, always find meaning in what you’re doing”

yes! Just love her.

A girl, in so many ways, is complex. She loves you now, and maybe hates you the next minute. She has a crush on you now, maybe she has a crush on someone else the next time you see her. She wants you to talk, but in reality, she doesn’t. She wishes you were dead, but the next day, she wishes you’re with her forever. She wanted you away, but she’ll surely die if you do. See? A girl can change her mind in a split of a second. Tsk tsk. How complex can that be? Haha. Well, that’s us.

In this complexity, there is beauty. Well, there must be somehow . If she tells you she loves you and looks into your eyes, then nobody in this world could love you more than she does. If she tells you she’s mad at you, it’ll all be gone after you say your sincere sorry to her. If she screams at you, maybe you weren’t listening to her. If she sends you a love note, keep it; because she really thought of every word she wrote in that note. If she’s jealous, assure her and make it an honest one. If she cries, be there to wipe the tears. God had said that every tear of a woman is as precious as the most expensive jewelry.

I have realized that a girl can’t be that difficult. You just have to love her, yes, JUST LOVE HER. have a happy forever, lovebirds (><,)

THE SINULOG FESTIVAL OF CEBU CITY

I heard the sounds of the deafening drums, the loud instructions from people, probably dance masters because they were counting and instructing steps, and the noisy talks from people in the quadrangle of our school. Curios, I glanced at where the noises were coming from. And there, I was dazzled and amazed by the graceful dancers. They were shouting “Pit senyor!” all throughout their dance. My mom walked beside me as she led me to the exit gate. I was on my home at that time. My mom noticed my blank face and so she told me, “they are preparing for the Sinulog Festival this year”.

I couldn’t forget the first time I heard the word “Sinulog”. It was October of 2001, I being a grade 4 student. I couldn’t sleep that night thinking of how I could persuade my teacher to let me join that dance. When morning came, I eagerly waited for my teacher to arrive and by the time she did, I enthusiastically asked her if I could join the dance. Well, to my disappointment, she didn’t allow me. She told me I was too young and I couldn’t keep up with the practices. I realized that I couldn’t say anything anymore to change her mind so I decided to give up. She saw that I was disheartened and so she promised me to let me join as soon as I’m a 5 grader. My heart was too excited to wait another 7 months before June of my grade 5 months will start. But then, I had no option left and so I just hang on to her promise to me.

“WE ARE THE CHAMPION FOR SINULOG SA KABATAAN 2002”, this was the phrase I heard from our choreographer, Jun Oliver Figueroa, after we performed in the Sinulog sa Kabataan. I was greatly overwhelmed by the results. Our hard work and practices, all of them, were recognized and has been given an award by the Sinulog foundation. Since then, I dance in Sinulog Festival every year.

Last year, 2008, was the most memorable year for me. Why? I was the Sinulog Festival Queen! It was such an honor for me to be chosen as the one who will carry the Sr. Santo Nino. I will be the one who will hold the patron saint of Cebu during the entire dance. I, joining in last year’s Sinulog was not a competition for me, instead I considered it as an offering to the holy child. It was my way of saying thank you to God for all the blessings I and my family have received in the past years. Ever since, God has always been good to my family. It is an honor to be part of the Sinulog festival and dance for Sr. Santo Nino and not just be a spectator of this marvelous festival.

I consider this Festival truly as the mother of all festivals since this is the time of the year when Cebuanos, as well as other people from all over the world, gather to witness such a magnificent festivity. The well designed colorful costumes, the amazing choreography, the cooperation showed by the Sinulog casts, the breath taking finale and fireworks display are just parts of the festival. The high light of this event is to showcase the beauty of religion here in the small but industrialized island of Cebu. We have a beautiful and marvelous way of expressing our faith to God and one of its manifestations is the magical Sinulog Festival. Cebu is truly a place of religious and faithful people.

PIT SENYOR! Sinulog Festival is celebrated every third Sunday of January in Cebu City, Philippines. May the Sinulog Festival be as magical and as beautiful in the coming years as it has always been before.

wants or responsibilities?

In my class in literature, I have read one of the best short stories written during the Apprenticeship period. In this period, Filipino literature was merely an imitation of foreign ones. Now, in the short story written by Paz Marquez-Benitez- “Dead Stars”, it was a story of a man who was engaged to a woman and has met another one. It focused on the way the characters decided whether or not to do what is right, or to do what he wants.

To understand my blog, you must first read the whole story. It is actually an interesting story. It showed conflicts, political issues, how the society looks at a certain situation and Filipino traditions.

Here’s the link : http://www.sushidog.com/bpss/stories/stars.htm

I would briefly give you an idea about the three main characters.

Alfredo Salazar – he was a lawyer, over thirty years of age and is engaged with Esperanza for over 3 years.

Esperanza – A lady who is engaged with Alfredo Salazar, knows her place, and is considered as a person with high morals.

Julia Salas – A lady whom Alfredo met in the house of Judge del Valle. She is someone whom you can easily start a conversation with and has a likeable personality.

When do you think is choosing what you have to do be the wisest thing to do?
I think that it’s the wisest thing to do when, if choosing the other option would hurt too many people or people important to you. What you have to do must be given more weight than what you want. In my own perspective, I’d rather do the things I have to do even if it means sacrificing my own happiness. I have known so much and I have realized that my “wants” seldom bring me good fortune. When I follow what I want, I hurt other people’s feelings and it was painful to realize that my happiness would cost others pain. My happiness is not as important to me as the happiness of the people significant to me.

When do you think is choosing what you want to do be the wisest thing to do?
I think choosing what I want would be the wisest when I am sure I am right and I don’t have to hurt someone else’s feelings. It would be the wisest thing to do if what I want if it is the only best option I have.

Did Julia love Alfredo?
Yes, I think so. Though they didn’t end up being together, I could arrive into a conclusion that Julia loved Alfredo, or might have been starting to. True enough that if Julia really loved him, she could have given Alfredo reasons to not get married with Esperanza and choose her. Anyway, it was evident that Alfredo was really interested in her. But, it was not the kind of love Julia thought was best. Her love was sacrificed. Of course, a man cannot just back out form a promise, more so with a wedding, just in an instant. Maybe she didn’t want Alfredo to be talked behind his back because of his unfaithfulness to his fiancée, Esperanza. It was not a righteous act of a man to let he be emotionally involved to a certain extent with another woman besides his partner. Julia also knows where she should stand. Esperanza found Alfredo first and they had more time together than she with him. She didn’t want to hurt Esperanza’s feelings and so with the parents and relatives of both. It would also put the family into shame when a man abandons his long time partner for a girl he met in barely 6 weeks. That was considered absurd. A man is bound to every promise he makes. Her love was a unique kind of love. Loving Is not always being happy with the person, it may also be allowing the person to have his peace of mind and happiness even if it may not include you in the picture.

This is considered as one of the best literary pieces during the apprenticeship period because it is not a mere imitation of foreign literature. During the apprenticeship period, where Americans were the teachers and they introduced American authors, Paz Benitez wrote a story where Filipino culture and traditions were shown. Also, unlike other literary pieces, this was not heavily didactic in the sense that there was no litany of instructions seen. Also, the main character, Alfredo had a choice whether to marry Esperanza or to choose Julia. Though he considered what people may say, what Esperanza may feel, still, he had a choice. It was clear that he had an option in the story. He waited for any sign from Julia to tell him that she also loved him and she had feelings for him. If Julia did, then Alfredo might have chosen her over his fiancée, Esperanza. Alfredo’s feelings was well focused in the story. It didn’t focus on what society might think and what society considered as right or wrong.

Until Next time.

(Oh! Please pray for me, it’s our midterms next week. Hehe. )

THE LIFE IN A-BLACK-AND-WHITE COMBO

BLACK AND WHITE? Hmm. Probably the dullest colors in the world.

Oftentimes, people associate loneliness, agony, or distress with this combination. I wonder why. Maybe the combination doesn’t suggest life. When these two colors are joined together, it creates a certain mood of “feeling alone” or “sadness”.

On the other hand, this color combination might be something good, something nice and cuddly. What am I talking about? THE PANDAS!

Those white bears with black spots!

Oh God. They are the most wonderful and most playful things I’ve ever seen in my entire existence! Once again, a creature has caught my heart. I have always been a lover of animals. Sometimes I dreamed to be a vet, but of course, since I’m no good in dealing with blood and all, I would certainly be not a good one. I might be the one sent to the ER instead of the injured animal.

Before I die, I will have to see one for real! I want to touch one, to hug one, and to feed one. OOOW. Those cute panda bears will surely be inside my head.

In contrast to what have been often said with the combination of black and white, the pandas are full of life and gaiety.

LET GO, LET GOD

Oftentimes,
we go for “what we want” and “what we wish for”, but have asking God
what He wants for us ever occurred to us?Maybe it will be a “yes” for
some, but for most of us, we haven’t tried talking to Him, have we?

When I felt like giving up in life’s challenges, I have finally let go of what I want and let God do His will.

Sometimes questions are answered when we stop asking.

Prayers are granted only if we let go and Let God.

Everyday I go to the Redemptorist’s Church and light candles.

I
am not praying to have the things I desire, but I’m just praying that I
may be able to do WHAT HE WANTS ME TO DO. i pray that He may guide the
path I take and He may Grant me the wisdom to know the difference
between what’s Right and what’s Wrong.

I
pray for all the souls in the purgatory that they may also experience
the happiness that is brought by having eternal light. I pray for those
people who are hungry and are homeless that they may find a little joy
in the simplest things they have and somehow thank God for their
blessings. I pray for the health of my family. I pray that the joy I
experience with my family can also be felt by those who are abandoned.
I pray for those who suffer in an incurable sickness that they may
believe that miracles still exist and it only comes true to those who
believe. To those who feel pain, I pray that the wounds may heal faster
and live on to correct the mistakes they’ve done in their yesterdays
and to have hopes for a better tomorrow. I pray for the lonely to
experience happiness and love from someone. To those who greed for
money and power, may they learn to share their blessings, to thank God
for their fortune, and to feel contentment so that they will not be
hungry for things which can’t be brought to the true paradise. To those
who have lost their faith, may they find their way back and rejoice for
they have been lost yet they have been found again.

In every candle I light, I pray that I may also find real happiness so that I can share it with people essential to me.

For every candle I light, I wish for someone else’s happiness.

For every candle, I pray that someone else’s long-time wish might be granted.

I was asked before by someone significant to me,

“Why do people light candles?”

At first I didn’t know what to answer and I began to ask myself also,

“Yes, why?”

Then, I looked up and there I found an answer.

“The
candle will light the darkness they are experiencing. Maybe people
believe that if they light candles, their wishes will be granted and
somehow, the light that glows from the candle gives them hope. Hope
that God hears their prayers and in their doubts, the light lets them
trust that in the midst of darkness, one will find light.”

There is no particular reason why people light candles. It has become a tradition; a way of praying and a gesture of sacrifice.

If
our prayers aren’t granted, maybe it’s not for us or it’s not yet the
right time for us to have it. Let’s wait until He decides.

Let our wishes and secret hopes be granted in His own time and in His own will.

Let’s
develop our faith and make it stronger so that we may not only be a
blessing to the people close to us but let’s all be a gift to everyone
we meet.

I
have done a few wrong doings, or maybe a lot, but I have reconciled and
have forgiven those who have failed me. Life is all about being
imperfect. We commit mistakes, we learn from them, and apply it in the
future; because if God had made our “Todays” perfect, why would He
still create a “Tomorrow?”

TALK LESS and LISTEN MORE

It’s been a while since i gave a real smile to anyone and to not force my laughter.

i forgot how it felt being happy, until now

i have realized that

HAPPINESS is always A CHOICE,

it is not determined by FATE.

I believed before that being on top was everything, but it isn’t. At the end of the day you’ll realize that it’s not about winning that matters, it’s about learning from every defeat. Life is not about who talks the loudest, but who talks with sense. It’s not about how successful you are in the career you choose, but how many lives you have touched and what differences you have made in their lives.

we must TALK LESS

and LISTEN MORE.

that’s why God gave us Two Ears and 1 Mouth.

Do you know the meaning of your name?

Well, since I was a kid, I was told already what the meaning of my name was.

Ana- derived from my father’s name “Antonio”

Loreta- my mother’s Christian name.

However, before my parents decided to give me that name, they have scanned into a dictionary and looked for the meanings of these two names.

Ana means beauty.

Loreta means victory.

Then I thought that if my name means beauty and victory, then why is it that sometimes I lose. Why is it that the beauty in me isn’t seen by some?

I may not always end up victorious,

Or I may not look beautiful to all,

But inside of me, I believe that there is a reason behind it.

At first I didn’t like writing my full name. I mean, it sounds odd for some so I chose not to. But when I understood how important these two words meant for my parents, then I started writing it in full.

I just thought of how hard it is for them in choosing the right name.

I thought of the hours they spent asking friends about the best name they can think of.

And most of all, I just thought about their dreams and wishes when they decided to give me my name.

I was thinking of writing something dramatic. Something that would touch the hearts of people and make them wonder of what their names mean too.

I hear people complaining about their names.

“hmpf. My name is too common.”

“My name sucks. It sounds so old fashioned”

“I really don’t like my name. If given a chance, I would change it”

I know it never occurred to them to even ask their parents why they gave them such names. For sure, the name has a great value to the parents or to the person who gave it.

The name that is given is the name God wants them to have and it is the name they will present to Him someday when they face Him in heaven.

So no matter how weird or unpleasant your name sounds like, you should be proud of it.

It’s not your name that truly matters, but what people around you remember when they hear it.

Christmas Party remembering Jesus Christ

Last 21^st day of December, I, together with the rest of the A.D. Models had a quite meaningful Christmas celebration. Many were there, our manager, Dexter Alazas, models; Kirstie, Tamara (along with her mom), Kris, Aiko, Alfonse, Erika (with her boyfriend), Natalie, Issa, Loise, Bong, Sian and I (with my family). Ha-ha.

We have been a gift and a blessing not only to our own families, but to other children as well. In a little place, well, this might be considered as a haven by the street children, called “Children’s Joy Foundation”, we shared our blessings from God to them. Not only that we have given those children gifts and shared our food, but we have also made them feel special in one way or another. It’s so wonderful to see the smiles of those children who had been in so many hardships. Well, maybe they are just so lucky enough to find themselves in a shelf where you can experience the warmth of love of a true family, thanks of course to their Mommies ( it’s what they call to the women who take care of them). The children had a wonderful presentation. They had a sing-and-dance number; we also had to join them. Ha-ha. A good friend of mine, Kris Janson, also celebrated her birthday with all of us. So it was sort of a dual celebration –Christmas party, and Kris’s birthday J that day, she had turned 19. The little angels sang a happy birthday song to her and when it was time for her to give a message to them; she buried her face into her palms as she noticed the salt water flowing down her cheeks. It was considered as tears of joy since the kids have made her birthday meaningful.

I have thought about the trials these innocent angels have gone through, maybe, to keep their hopes alive, they have to find the reason for their existence. They might just need to find the purpose of their living. I perfectly understand that in a situation like theirs, it is so hard to find reasons to continue living, and reasons to even WANT to live. They might not know the reasons behind every trial, every downfall, but I’m sure that by the time they grow old, when they have all the time in the world to ponder about how their lives have been, I’m sure they can tell about the things that made them happy, the things they’ve done that changed someone else’s life for the better, and the difference they’ve made to make life here on earth meaningful.

As what someone I know made mention,

“It is not your fault if you were born unhappy; but if you die unhappy, then it’s your fault already”

These kids have all the choices and opportunities in the world to make the best out of what they’ve got. All they need to have is a huge determination, a great deal of luck, and sincere prayers. I believe that those who have experienced pain will make it to the top. They just have to look back to where they started and never forget their humble beginnings. I have faith in those kids and I believe that this will not be our last Christmas celebration with them , A.D. models will be there to celebrate with them every 21^st day of December.

This is the way Christmas should be celebrated. As what Jesus himself aid, “what you do to your brothers and sisters, you do to me”. We have shared, we have been a gift and a blessing to others, therefore, we do celebrate Christmas the right way. So much of the glamorous parties, it is the time to reconsider people who needs our attention, our love and affection.

May we radiate love not only this Christmas, but in every second we breathe.

A diary?

Hi there. So much for all the intros and babbling, I’ll have to write about what I feel today and about the things that keep on bugging me all week. Well, I have thought about having a diary. It’s so much different when you’re able to write all the unforgettable experiences you had, all the happy moments, the joyous ones, and of course, the bad ones as well. As many of us say, in all things we do, there’s always an advantage and a disadvantage. Well, I thought of having a diary so that I could write about my happy moments; moments which I know I can never go back to, so I might as well write down my emotions and thoughts about that particular time so that I could get a hint of what it had REALLY been for me. It is to write down (at least give an idea) about my real feelings and some it up into words so that I may remember in the future, when I read it again, the feelings I had at that time.

Yes, I think it’s nice for me to have a diary where I could write something about my day. It is the escape from this world I’m in. Well, at least when I write, I become another person, someone who hasn’t been reached by anyone. No not yet. This is the world I want to belong; a world that is mine- alone. It is a world of my own where nobody can ever hurt me; in writing, nobody will know, and nobody HAS to know. I have the freedom to write whatever I want. It is my perfect escape, a beautiful part of my existence.

Somehow, I doubt having one also; since there are certain events that I wouldn’t want to be recorded; something that I want to be forgotten. When I think of it, is it really a perfect record of my life when I only choose to write the beautiful events? I don’t think so. Well, maybe when I choose not to include the hurt moments, it is not anymore called a “diary”. I might as well call it as “book of my happiness”. Ha-ha; sounds tempting.

Well, whichever decision I make, I’d never regret. Maybe I’ll have one in the future, maybe not. That depends in my mood; also considering my laziness most of the times. Ha-ha. I really wish I’d been more determined and persistent to write down every detail of my “happy moments”.

I guess I’ll end my little speech in here.

Ciao.

the Story of “A villain” and “The Hero”

I was reading a post in the bulletin board about the conversation Satan and God had.

It was about God paying for the sins the human race had made.

He paid with His blood, tears, and His life just to redeem us from the sins we committed.

The conversation made me realize how God loves us all, and how evil Satan is.

It got me thinking that if Satan didn’t exist, would we know of God?

If we never sinned, would we ask for forgiveness?

If we have not experienced pain, would we know how happiness felt like?

If we haven’t shed a tear, would we know the value of a smile?

If we never felt alone, would we learn to appreciate our companion?

If we don’t know what HATRED is, would we realize the meaning of LOVE?

If we don’t know what DEATH is, would we value the gift of LIFE?

True that everything happens for a reason. Satan is there in purpose.

I ask myself, Satan was once one of God’s angels, didn’t he have any regrets?

Doesn’t he feel sorry for the things he has done?

If God will give him a chance, will he take it?

All of us, we see him as the evil one but because of him, we also know who God really is.

He plays an important role in our lives, without the VILLAIN, we would not know who the real HERO is.

The more we hate Satan, the more power we give to him.

Instead of hating him,should we just love God?

Remember: “THE MORE YOU RESIST, THE MORE IT PERSISTS”- The Secret

This is a very short article I have written, but I hope that it made a big difference to you.