Sometimes, it’s the small things that hurt. My salubsob story and how it reminded me of how God uses others to help us grow in character.
A few days ago I had the privilege of teaching a couple of topics in one of our classes in church. Since it was my first time to teach in that class, I made it a point to come early and listen to the sessions before mine. One of the earlier sessions was on servant…
If we need to hold their hands so they can stand, we will, and we must, until the time comes when they can do so on their own. To stand. To walk. To run.
With experience comes the need to be careful of three things: boxing God, allowing a past-driven present, and giving experiential counsel.
“Experience is the best teacher,” people say. I beg to differ. A lot of people have gone before me in this race called life. Yup, “papunta pa lang ako, pabalik na sila.”
One morning as I drove to work, I kept on adjusting my rear view mirror to tilt it up. It kept on tilting down as I drove through the rough roads, probably the screw was loose or it’s broken — or so I thought.