Principle One: God loves you and offers a wonderful plan for your life.

God created you. Not only that, he loves you so much that he wants you to know him now and spend eternity with him. Jesus said, "For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life."1

Jesus came so that each of us could know and understand God in a personal way. Jesus alone can bring meaning and purpose to life.

What keeps us from knowing God? …



Principle Two: All of us sin and our sin has separated us from God.

We sense that separation, that distance from God because of our sin. The Bible tells us that "All of us like sheep have gone astray; each of us has turned to his own way."2

Deep down, our attitude may be one of active rebellion or passive indifference toward God and his ways, but it's all evidence of what the Bible calls sin.

The result of sin in our lives is death -- spiritual separation from God.3 Although we may try to get close to God through our own effort, we inevitably fail.

find God - know God - God helpThere is a distance, a gap between us and God. The arrows show our efforts to reach God...doing good for others, religious rituals, trying to be a good person, etc. But the problem is that none of these good efforts actually cover up our sin or remove it.

Our sin is known by God and stands as a barrier between us and God. Further, the Bible says that the penalty for sin is death. We would be eternally separated from God.

Except…for what God did for us.

So, how can we have a relationship with God? …



Principle Three: Jesus Christ paid the penalty for our sin for us. He now offers us complete forgiveness and a close relationship with him.

Jesus Christ took all of our sins, suffered and paid for them with his life on the cross. Jesus died for us, in our place. He did this out of his tremendous love for us.

"…he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy."4 Because of Jesus' death on the cross, our sin doesn't have to separate us from God any longer.

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life."5

find God - know God - God helpJesus not only died for our sin, but after this death on the cross, he physically came back to life three days later, just as he said he would.

This was final proof that everything Jesus said about himself was true. To know him was to know God; to love him was to love God. "I and the Father are one."6

Jesus said he could answer prayer, forgive sin, judge the world, give us eternal life. His countless miracles supported his words.

Jesus was clear, "I am the way, the truth, and the life; no one can come to the Father except through me."7

Instead of trying to reach God, he tells us how we can begin a relationship with him right now. Jesus says, "Come to me." "If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink...out of his heart will flow rivers of living water."8

It was Jesus' love for us that caused him to endure the cross. And he now invites us to come to him, that we might begin a personal relationship with God.

Just knowing what Jesus has done for us and what he is offering us is not enough. To have a relationship with God, we need to welcome him into our life…



Principle Four: We must individually accept Jesus Christ as Savior and Lord.

The Bible says, "Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God."9

We accept Jesus by faith. The Bible says, "God saved you by his special favour when you believed. And you can't take credit for this; it is a gift from God. Salvation is not a reward for the good things we have done, so none of us can boast about it."10

Accepting Jesus means believing that Jesus is the Son of God, then inviting him to guide and direct our lives.11 Jesus said, "I came that you might have life, and have it more abundantly."12

And here is Jesus' invitation. He said, "I'm standing at the door and I'm knocking. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in."13

How will you respond to God's invitation?

Consider these two circles:

find God - know God - God help
Self-Directed Life

find God - know God - God help Self is on the throne

find God - know God - God help Jesus is outside the life

find God - know God - God help Separated from God, life can often result in discord and frustration


find God - know God - God help
Christ-Directed Life

find God - know God - God help Jesus is in the life and on the throne

find God - know God - God help Self has a relationship with God

find God - know God - God help The person experiences God's love, guidance and help in life


Which circle best represents your life?

Which circle would you like to have represent your life?

Begin a relationship with Jesus…



You can receive Christ right now. Remember that Jesus says, "I'm standing at the door and I'm knocking. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in."14 Would you like to respond to his invitation? Here's how.

The precise words you use to commit yourself to God are not important. He knows the intentions of your heart. If you are unsure of what to pray, this might help you put it into words:

"Jesus, I want to know you. I want you to come into my life. Thank you for dying on the cross for my sin so that I could be fully accepted by you. Only you can give me the power to change and become the person you created me to be. Thank you for forgiving me and giving me eternal life. I give my life to you. Please do with it as you wish. Amen."
If you sincerely asked Jesus into your life just now, then he has come into your life as he promised. You have begun a personal relationship with God.

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Topic: Is Jesus the Messiah?
Date: 11/07/2019
Time: 12:10 PM

***A major point of contention for Jesus being the Messiah is that of His origin.[7:26-27,41-42, 52] Now imagine you were there to face people like the Pharisees and the unbelieving crowd: How will you dispute their argument in the above mentioned verses and prove to them that Jesus is indeed the Messiah or the Christ?

Answers:
1. v 26-27 ---> 26 Here he is, speaking publicly, and they are not saying a word to him. Have the authorities really concluded that he is the Messiah? 27 But we know where this man is from; when the Messiah comes, no one will know where he is from."
2.  v 41-42 ----->  41 Others said, "He is the Messiah."
Still others asked, "How can the Messiah come from Galilee? 42 Does not Scripture say that the Messiah will come from David's descendants and from Bethlehem, the town where David lived?"
3.  v 52 --------> 52 They replied, "Are you from Galilee, too? Look into it, and you will find that a prophet does not come out of Galilee."


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Topic: Jesus Forgives the Adulterous Woman
Date: 11/07/2019

- Write as many adjective as you can that describes:
1. The Teachers of the Law and the Pharisees
2. The Woman caught in adultery
3. Jesus
- What do you think Jesus is writing on the ground?
- If you're the woman caught in adultery: what will you say to Jesus after being shown love, mercy and forgiveness by Him?
- What there a time in your life that your attitude has been like that of the Teachers of the Law and Pharisees? Are you still that way?

Answers: 

I. Adjectives: (1) Teachers of the Law: legalistic, hard -headed
(2) Adulterous Woman: Depressed, Mentally Abused due to the accusations from the Law Teachers
(3) Jesus: Wise, Just doing the Right Thing To Do, Savior

II. Jesus is writing on the ground to strengthen his affirmation towards the woman to be stoned by the Law Teachers.

III. I would thank Jesus for forgiving my sins.  He is my Savior.

IV. Nope.  I would be merciful and compassionate towards people.  And, I would be just.  I would not physically harm or judge any person for their sins.

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Lists of thoughts... Random thoughts... (considered as communion to God Almighty!)

JULYCA: To all people who continually reading my stories, this is all for you, guys! The best kayo! You will always be included in my prayers. Thank you!

THIS WILL BE THE LAST PART. Another story soon!

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"Hi, ate Mabelle!" tili ko sabay salubong ng yakap sa kanya! Humalakhak siya habang yakap ako.

"Kumusta, Gwynette?" tanong niya sa akin. Nasa airport kami dahil sinundo namin siya. Isa siya sa mga youth leaders ng church, dahil sa work ay ngayon lang siya nakasunod.

Kagabi pa lang ay sinabihan na kami ni Pastor Glen na sunduin si ate Mabelle kaya naman nandito kami.

I'm with Mavis na tahimik lang sa likod ko. Nakiusap si kuya Rael sa kanya na ipag-drive kami kasi nataon na sa oras ng pagdating ni ate Mabelle sa aiport ay si kuya ang speaker ng session sa oras na 'yun. It's our fifth day here sa Palawan. Sunday ng hapon ay babalik na kami ng Manila.

Ngumingiti lang si Mavis kay ate Mabelle kapag napapatingin ito sa kanya. Nakailang kurot na si ate Mabelle sa akin habang pabalik kami ng sasakyan. Habang inaayos ni Mavis ang gamit na dala ni ate Mabelle sa compartment ng sasakyan ay nagkaron siya ng pagkakataon para kausapin ako.

"Ang gwapo, ha! Boyfriend mo?" hagikgik na bulong ni ate sa akin dahilan para mabilisan akong umiling ng sunud-sunod. Ngumuso naman si ate at pinagmasdan ulit si Mavis. Naipakilala ko naman na kanina. 

Kuwento ng kuwento si ate Mabelle habang nasa biyahe kami. Nasa thirty minutes din kasi ang biyahe. Si Mavis naman seryosong nakatingin lang sa daan habang nagmamaneho. Sa likod si ate at mabuti nalang dahil kung hindi, mamumula na naman mga braso ko kakakurot niya.

"Pasensya na kayo, ha? Nataon kasi yung kay Rael." paunmanhin ni ate nung malapit na kami sa resort. Ngumiti lang si Mavis sa kanya.

"Okay lang po ate! Di din naman busy si doc!" sabi ko. Tumingin saglit sa 'kin si Mavis na hindi maipinta ang mukha. Ano bang problema nito? Ngumisi naman si ate Mabelle.

"Doc, punta ka sa kasal ko ha?" biglang sabi ni ate. Tumingin naman mula sa front mirror ng sasakyan si Mavis para tumingin kay ate Mabelle.

Yup. She's getting married.

"You're getting married?" tanong ni Mavis. Tumango naman si ate.

"Uh-huh. Three months from now doc ha punta ka! Wala pang partner ni Gwynette!" walang hiya hiyang sabi ni ate dahilan para mataranta ako sa kinauupuan ko. Tumingin saglit si Mavis sakin at wow lang. Nakasimangot na naman.

After ng nangyari kahapon ng madaling araw, hindi na niya talaga ako pinansin! Maghapon! Sa sobrang inis ko din, hindi ko  binawi ang pinaniwalaan niya! Bahala siya!

Niliko ni Mavis ang sasakyan papasok ng entrance ng resort.

"I think I won't be available. Si Rael nalang." biglang sabi ni Mavis na nakapagpanganga kay ate Mabelle. Ngumisi ako ng palihim. Tumigil ang sasakyan. Binuksan ko ang pinto para bumaba.

"Doc naman, huwag ka magjoke! Groom ko si Rael, hindi siya pwede kay Gwynette!" halakhak ni ate Mabelle. Hindi ko na nakita ang reaksyon ni Mavis dahil bumaba na ako at binuksan ang pinto ni ate Mabelle na tumatawa pa din hanggang ngayon.

I can't wait na mapag-isa at tumawa ng malakas!

DOCTOR MAVIS TAN IS OBVIOUSLY JEALOUS EVERYBODY!

Nagpipigil ako ng ngiti habang papasok ng function hall. Kasalukuyan silang naka-water break bago magsimula ang panibagong session. Nakita kong kausap ni Mavis si Pastor Chris sa gilid kaya mabilis akong nag-iwas ng tingin ng dumapo ang tingin ni Mavis sa akin.

Oh my, Gwynette! Don't laugh!

"Kulit! Thank you sa pagsundo sa asawa ko, ha!" salubong nina kuya Rael sa akin. Humalakhak si ate Mabelle sa sinabi ni kuya.

"Correction! Magiging asawa pa lang! Naririnig ka ni Lord, kuya, ano ba!" pang-aasar ko. Tinawanan lang nila ko.

"Rael, kausapin mo si Doc Mavis! Sabihin mo pumunta sa kasal natin!" sabi ni ate sabay ngiti sa akin. Napanguso ako.

"Sure!" sabi naman ni kuya.

"Walang pang partner si Gwynette sa kasal natin." sabi ni ate na tinawanan naman ni kuya Rael.

"Kaya na ni Gwynette 'yon! Sanay naman siyang walang partner!" pang-aasar ni kuya. Sumimangot na ako.

Sobrang nag-enjoy ang dalawa kaka-asar sa akin kaya naman mabilis na lumipas ang maghapon, gabi na naman.

"Hindi ko alam na may bagoong yun!" reklamo ko kay Mavis dahil magkasalubong ang kilay niya habang iniinject sakin ang gamot for allergy.

Meron kasi sa menu kanina na Lumpiang Gulay. Hindi ko alam na may mga nagluluto pala na nilalagyan ng bagoong yun. Malay ko ba? Hindi ko pa nauubos 'yung isa kanina, nagsimula na 'kong mangati. Sobrang namula yung balat ko buti nga hindi pa namamaga ay napansin namin kaagad.

"Hindi mo talaga gaano mapapansin di ba? Ikaw din naman hindi mo napansin." sabi ko sa kanya. Tumingin siya sakin saglit bago inilagay ang bulak para pigilan ang pagdurugo. Nilagyan niya iyon ng tape.

"Hindi pa 'ko kumakain ng mga oras na 'yun. Hindi ko din alam." sabi niya. Ngumuso ako. Hindi na siya ulit nagsalita at inayos na lang ang mga gamit sa lamesa. Napatingin ako sa doctor sa likod at nurse na tahimik na nakamasid sa amin. Nilalaro nung lalaking doctor yung ballpen niya habang nakangisi ng bahagya. Ng mapansin ng nurse na nakatingin ako sa kanila ay pakunwari niyang inayos ang mga gamot sa shelf na katabi niya kahit na sobrang ayos naman na.

"Gwynette." tawag sa akin ni Mavis ng mapansing sa bandang likod niya ako nakatingin. Tumingin ako sa kanya.

"Yes?" tanong ko.

"Are you okay now?" he asks habang nakatingin sa akin. Tumango ako. Muli akong napatingin sa dalawang tao na nakatingin sa amin mula sa likod.

"Is your breathing normal?" tanong ulit ni Mavis. Tumango ako ng hindi tumitingin sa kanya. Tumaas ang kilay ko ng makitang nagpipigil na ng tawa ang dalawa sa likod. Napatingin ako kay Mavis ng bigla din siyang tumingin sa likod niya. Mabilis na nag-iwas ng tingin yung dalawa.

"Hindi ka naman nakikinig kanina." naiinis na sabi ni Mavis sa akin habang pabalik kami ng function hall. Gusto niyang magpahinga muna ako sa kuwarto namin but I refused. Okay naman na ako, namumula na lang ng kaunti 'yung balat ko. 

"Sorry na!" tanging nasabi ko. Hindi ko kasi masabi 'yung ginagawa nung dalawa kanina sa clinic. Huminga siya ng malalim at hinarap ako. Natigilan ako at hinarap din siya. Tanging alon lang ang maririnig sa paligid.

"Can we talk?" tanong niya. Tumango naman ako. Tumingin muna siya sa dagat bago tumingin sa mga mata ko.

"I'm sorry." he said dahilan para mapakurap-kurap ako. I didn't speak that's why he continued.

"I'm sorry for the way I've been acting." he said dahilan para bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko. 

"I-It's okay--"

"I'm sorry for leaving you eight years ago." he said, frustrated. I swallowed hard just to refrain myself from crying.

"Yeah, you're right. I'm blaming myself. Sana hindi nalang kita hiniwalayan noon. Sana okay pa ang lahat." he said. Umiling ako.

"Huwag mo ng isipin--"

"No. Kailangan natin ayusin 'to." sabi niya. Masakit man ay tumango ako.

"It's painful to leave you like that but I had to respect your decision na gusto mong mapag-isa. I'm really sorry if hindi ko kayang tanggapin noon. Na hindi ko nakita 'yung desire mo to let me feel what you are feeling about Jesus." he said. Tumingin siya sa mga mata ko then he smiled.

"I know that you didn't stop praying for me. Even though you're going through something, you still cared for me. You denied your own situation, you denied your own pain. Even though there are questions in your heart, you still trusted Jesus." sabi niya dahilan para tumulo ang mga luha ko. His eyes are watery, too.

"When we trust God, we don't need to understand." sabi ko. It's true. If you trust Jesus, just trust Him. Mahirap pero magtiwala pa rin. Ngumiti siya at tumango.

"You know what I realized?" tanong niya sa akin.

"It was God's plan for us to separate years ago. He knew that the both of us needs healing and He was just preparing us for greater things." sabi niya.

"He did that for us to know that His timing is always perfect. We'll never worked out years ago if pinakinggan ko 'yung sarili ko na dapat akong manatili sa tabi mo." he added. Napanguso ako dahilan para matawa siya ng bahagya.

"We're still on the process, Gwynette but I know that God will never get tired healing us." tumango ako. Huminga siya ng malalim.

"God did His very best for me to encounter Him." sabi niya. 

"Curious nga ako kung paano mo Siya nakilala dun, e." I honestly said. Ngumiti siya.

"Actually, bago pa 'ko umalis ng Pilipinas nun, may naitanim ka na sa puso ko." sabi niya na nakapagpakunot ng noo ko.

Huh?

"Nung tayo pa, I saw your passion in serving Him. Not just in church but also outside kapag magkasama tayo. You always pray before having a meal, you're crying everytime na nakakakita ka ng aksidente saying na sana you've given the chance to share Jesus sa taong iyon na namatay sa aksidente. I saw all of that." sabi niya. Natawa ako ng mahina.

"And please don't feel sorry about forcing me to go to church or sharing Jesus to me because that time you're planting the desire in my heart to accept and know Jesus. The result was not instant. May process na naganap." sabi niya. He hold my hand.

"Now, here I am. It is the result of God's grace and your perseverance that's why I am who I am today. I'm thankful to God and to you. I'm back, Gwynette."

That moment, he prayed for us. Mavis told me that everything na nangyari sa mga nakaraang taon, may plano si Lord sa lahat ng iyon. Oo, masakit, but the process will be worth it and God is not done yet.

The summit ended victoriously. Sunday afternoon ay nakabalik kami ng Manila. Monday will be the Singaporean's schedule to go back.

And with Mavis of course.

Aalis na lang si Mavis, may isang parte pa kami na hindi pa rin naayos. After our conversation nung isang araw, hindi namin napag-usapan ang tungkol sa aming dalawa. Ewan ko. Sa mga sinabi niya, gusto kong mag-assume na may nararamdaman pa rin siya para sa kin.

Kaya naman nagulat ako kinabukasan ng makita ko siya sa tapat ng pinto ng bahay namin. Marahan akong kinurot ni ate Clair sa tagiliran ko habang nakatingin din kay Mavis na nakangiti sa amin.

"Mavis! It's been a long time!" bungad ni ate sa kanya.

Halos palayasin ako ni ate matapos akong ipagpaalam ni Mavis kung pwede ba niya akong kausapin saglit. Sa likod ng bahay namin ay may mga puno na pwedeng silungan at may mga upuan naman na ginawa ni Papa noon. Napatingin si Mavis sa akin ng mapansin niyang natawa ako.

"Sorry, sorry. May naalala lang kasi ako." sabi ko. Tumingala ako sa puno at ganun din siya.

"Sa punong 'to, nahulog ako nung bata pa ko." sabi ko habang natatawa. 

"Ba't ka natatawa?" tanong niya.

"Kasi, naalala ko noon na sinabi ko kina Mama na tinulak ako ni ate Clair kaya ako nahulog kasi nga inis na inis ako sa kanya. Napagalitan tuloy siya ni Papa." sabi ko. Tumingin ako kay Mavis na nakangiti lang.

"I'm glad, na okay na kayo ng ate mo." sabi niya. Tumango ako.

"Natuto ako. Kahit gaano ka pala kagalit sa isang tao, makukuha mo pa ring magpatawad when you decided to let Jesus take over in your life." sabi ko.

"We're okay na. Jesus is faithful kasi, after our parents died, ate Clair accepted Christ as her Lord and Savior." I said. Tumango siya.

"God is using trials for us to draw closer to Him, hindi para lumayo. Every trial is an opportunity to know Jesus more. The Lord is telling us how might He is kapag may problema so we should be glad whenever we are facing trials. May plano si Lord." sabi niya. 

Sobrang saya ko. I've been praying to God na darating ang araw na makakausap ko si Mavis ng ganito. God, thank You for answering my prayers. 

"Aalis...na kayo mamaya?" tanong ko sa kanya. Napatingin siya sa akin.

"Yes. Five pm ang oras ng flight namin." sabi niya. Napatango ako at tumingin sa malayo. Hindi na ako nagsalita.

"I'm sorry about Rael." sabi niya kaya napatingin ako sa kanya. Kinagat ko ang ibabang labi ko para pigilang mangiti, pero napansin pa rin niya yata dahil tumaas ang isang kilay niya.

"I didn't know he's getting married. I didn't know na nagbibiro lang siya--"

"Apology accepted. Okay lang!" nakangiting sabi ko. Mayabang siyang nag-iwas ng tingin. Ngumiti ako ng mas malapad.

"Kailan ka babalik ulit?" tanong ko. Tumingin siya sa akin. Ako naman ang nag-iwas ng tingin.

"Uhh...Matagal pa bago magkaron ng summit ulit." sabi ko habang nakayuko. Pinaglaruan ko ang mga daliri ko, hindi pa din siya nagsasalita pero alam kong nakatingin pa rin siya sa akin.

"P-Pero okay lang din naman kung hindi ka na sasama sa next summit. A-Alam kong magiging busy ka doon." sabi ko. Nilakasan ko ang loob ko at tumingin sa kanya.

Tumingin ako sa mga mata niya.

"Before you leave, I just wanna say thank you sa lahat. S-Sa paghatid sakin sa ospital nung gabing 'yon. I'm sorry, sa mga nasabi ko, sa mga nagawa ko. I'll be praying for your happiness." sabi ko. Hindi nawala ang pagtitig niya sa akin.

I am always praying for him. I am always praying to God na sana maging masaya si Mavis, kahit sino man ang plano ng Diyos na makasama niya habang buhay. I will gladly accept if hindi ako ang plano ni Lord para sa kanya.

I will accept it even though masakit.

I will accept it even though I'm still in love with him.

I never stopped. Every night in my prayers sana pagsapit ng bukas, babalik na siya kasi sobrang miss na miss ko siya. 

Pero kung hindi ako, tatanggapin ko.

God's plans are always perfect. Kung kailan man darating ang para sakin, that would be in God's perfect time.

I don't have to worry.

Mavis is still silent habang nakatingin sa akin. Hindi ko natagalan kaya ako na ang nag-iwas ng tingin.

"Gwynette.." he called. Tumingin ako sa kanya. He's smiling at me kaya hindi ko na rin maiwasang mapangiti.

I'll be surely happy for him.

"I'm back." sabi niya kaya kumunot ang noo ko.

"I'm back and my heart is still the same..." he said dahilan para matulala ako. Maya-maya ay natawa siya, umiling bago muling tumingin sa mga mata ko at nagsalita.

"Mali pala. Ulit nga. Listen carefully." he told me.

"The Lord have changed my heart..."

Tears are now rolling down my cheeks.

"...but I am still so in love with you." he confessed.

Perfect timing. Madaming nagtatanong kung kailan nga ba? Madami tayong hinihintay sa buhay natin na madalas, naiinip tayo kasi ang tagal dumating. Baka hindi naman talaga para sa atin? O baka hindi naman talaga plano ni Lord iyon para sa atin?

But by the end of the day, the Lord is still telling us to be patient. His plans for us are perfect. Sa ano mang parte ng buhay natin, alam ng Diyos ang makakabuti para sa atin. Tumagal man ang pagtupad ng plano na iyon ni Lord sa buhay natin, alam nating darating at sa bandang huli masasabi nating:

"Mabuti nalang naghintay ako." sabi ko kay Mavis habang magkahawak kamay kaming naglalakad palabas ng ospital.

"Sakin?" nakangising sabi niya sa akin. Kinurot ko ang braso niya dahilan para matawa siya.

"Umayos ka nga." sabi ko sa kanya. Tumango naman siya bago ako inakbayan.

"Sa perfect time ni Lord para sa ating dalawa." nakangiti kong sabi sa kanya. Ngumiti siya at hinawakan ang dalawang kabay ko. Tumingin siya sa mga mata ko bago niya ako halikan sa aking noo. I smiled.

"I will never stopped thanking Jesus for giving you to me..." he said before touching my tummy.

"...and our baby." sabi niya.

It's been three years simula nung araw na sinabi niya sa aking mahal niya pa rin ako. Ang amazing ni God di ba? We're married now and we're having a baby. Words cannot express the joy in my heart that Jesus gave me.

God allowed me to study sa Singapore months after lang nung summit. I earnestly prayed to God kung will Niya talga 'yun, walang makakapigil. Even Mavis encouraged me to do it. Seven months after ay graduation ko na. I didn't expect Mavis to propose to me sa mismong araw ng graduation ko. Nalaman kong niligawan niya lahat ng mga tao sa paligid ko. Si Tita, si ate Clair, ang mga Pastors namin and most especially, sa parents ko and si Jesus. He promised God and my parents that he will take care of me na walang magiging third party sa amin kundi si Jesus lang. 

Napa-oo niya lahat and now here we are.

"Thanks for everything, baby. I love you." sabi niya sa akin. Ngumiti ako bago ko siya niyakap.

"I love you, too." I replied.

THE END

JULYCA: THANK YOU! Isang kuwento na naman ang natapos. Maraming salamat sa mga nagtitiwala. 

May hinihintay ka mang mangyari sa buhay mo or matagal mo ng ipinapanalangin, maniwala ka lang. Sa tamang panahon ibibigay ni Lord iyan. Huwag tayong umasa sa instant or sa mga temporary lang. Yung plano satin ng Diyos? Matindi at higit pa sa inaasahan natin. Marami akong gustong iparating sa story na 'to pero baka umabot tayo ng madaming chapters. Hehe! You are welcome to message me if you have prayer requests or you have some questions.

This is it.

Never stopped trusting God. Wait for his perfect timing.

Again, thank you so much!

When it comes to love, when is the perfect time Ecclesiastes 3:11 was saying?

"Jesus you're such a caveman, Nate."


"Text me later and let me know you're safe.  I'll talk to you tomorrow night."


"I thought you were staying until Thursday?"


"I changed my mind."  The line goes dead and I hang my head.  I shouldn't have been so mean to him.


I walk back into Natalie's room and all hell has broken loose.


"I was only gone for five minutes.  What the hell?"


Natalie's feet are in stirrups, and the doctor is sitting on a stool between her legs.  There are two nurses bustling about the room, and a baby cradle with a heating lamp has been wheeled into the room.


"She's about ready to push," Luke says, his eyes desperate with worry and fear.


"Wow, that epidural is a miracle."


"Holy, shit, I have to push."  Natalie is writhing on the bed, and if it wasn't my best friend, I'd say it looks like something out of a horror movie.


"Okay, we're ready, Natalie.  If you feel like you have to push with the contraction, go ahead."


"It's too hot in here."  She yanks the blanket off her and throws it onto the floor, not giving two shits about being naked in front of all of us.  Well, she is wearing a black sports bra, so just the bottom half is naked.


I glance down, then feel my jaw drop.  It's not the fact that her who-ha is out there on display, but what's right above it that gives me pause.


"Jesus H. Christ, Natalie, you have a tattoo on your vagina!"




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"Six pounds, ten ounces!" Nurse Ashlynn declares proudly as little baby Olivia lays on the baby scale crying angrily.  I raise Nat's camera to my face and snap a long stream of photos, capturing the weight on the machine in the photo, in case anyone ever has the audacity to forget.  Zooming in on her tiny feet and fingers, I snap more photos before they wrap Olivia up in a pink and blue hospital baby blanket.


Luke is beside me, gazing down at his dark-haired daughter, with such love in his eyes.  When the baby was born and placed on Natalie's belly, he and Natalie were both a crying wreck, and if I'm honest, I was too.


"Thank you for letting me be here." His blue eyes slide over to mine, and he wraps his arm around my shoulders, pulling me to his side.


"We love you, Jules.  It's right that you're here."


Oh.  Well, that just makes me cry again.


"God I'm a blubbering mess."


Luke laughs at me and takes his little bundle from the nurse, kissing Olivia's tiny little forehead softly.


"She is so beautiful," he whispers.


"Hey!  Can I hold her?" Natalie calls from the bed, all covered up now, thank Jesus.


I'm never having babies.  My body can't do that.


Luke crosses the room and places the baby in Nat's arms and kisses her on the lips.  He caresses the baby's cheek with his finger and looks lovingly into Nat's eyes.


"Thank you, baby."


"I love you," Nat whispers.


"God, I love you, too."


I raise the camera to my face and snap more photos, capturing the most beautiful moment I've ever seen.  I walk around the end of the bed, still snapping, and both Luke and Nat look up at me and grin widely, their smiles just a little tired, so proud of what they've made.


"You are a gorgeous family," I murmur and Nat's eyes well up.


"I'm going to go fill everyone in," Luke says.  He kisses Natalie, passionately, earning a token eye-roll from me, kisses the baby's cheek, and pulls away.  "Jules, are you going to stay?"


"Yes, I'll stay with our girls until you get back, then I'll give you some alone time with them."


"Thank you."  He walks to me and wraps me in his arms, hugging me tightly.  Luke's an affectionate guy, but this is different.  Special.  "Thank you, sweet girl," he whispers in my ear, then walks out to talk to our families.


Well, hell.


"Hey."  I walk over to the side of the hospital bed and take a few more pictures of Natalie and Olivia, then set the camera aside and sit on the bed next to them.  "You did good, friend."


"Thank you.  So did you.  Thank you for reminding Luke to breathe before he passed out."


We both laugh, and I know that's one moment I'll never let him forget.  "That's what I'm here for."  I tuck a spare strand of hair behind Nat's ear and grin down at the baby.  "She's so pretty, Nat.  I mean, how can she not be with parents who look like you guys do, but seriously, she's gorgeous."


"I think so too.  I'm a mommy, Jules."

#### Warning :- Mature content ahead..... ####

Jules Montgomery is too busy and content with her life to worry about her man, especially one Nate Mckenna. If growing up with four brothers has taught her anything , She know to stay away from sexy mens with tattos and motor cycles. That goes doubles if he is your boss.

During the one incredible night they shared, he violated the no faternization policy.....among other things, and it won't happen again..

Jules won't risk her career for mind-blowing sex. No matter how much her body and heart start arguing with her... 

Nate Mckenna can give a shit about the no faternization policy.. He wanted Jules and he'll always have her. The rules could bend around them, or be damned.

He's not a men to be taken lightly and Jules Montgomery is about to find out just how he responds to being pushed aside after the best night of sex he's ever had. She can fight all she wants , but he'll have her in his bed in the end.

Part 3:
The verse from Ephesians 2 that appears at the beginning of this chapter tells us that we 
have been created to accomplish "good works." Why then does it seem that so often we are 
powerless to accomplish great things for God? I believe it is because there are several barri-
ers that keep us from experiencing God's power through the Holy Spirit.
I've heard that Seattle, Washington is a beautiful place to live. But I've also heard 
that Seattle's weather can be downright depressing. When the skies are clear, the weather is 
beautiful. However, fog is common and often dense and it rains 50 percent of the time. It's 
actually been recorded that 239 days of the year Seattle is covered by heavy clouds. There are 
physical barriers that are blocking out the effects of the sun. The sun is there, shining bright-
ly, but the fog and clouds are obscuring it.
I believe that Son Power is also obscured in our lives at times by things that present 
barriers to our seeing and experiencing that power. Think about it for a moment, what in 
your life keeps you from being empowered by the Holy Spirit? I've lived quite a bit of life and 
I believe most barriers fall under one of four categories: sin, reliance on self, head knowledge 
of God's Word that does not result in heart knowledge, and failure to surrender to God's will.
Sin
It is important to understand sin and to deal with it. The Bible tells us that God created 
humans perfect and in his image: "So God created human beings in his own image. In the 
image of God he created them; male and female he created them" (Genesis 1:27). God gave Adam and Eve meaningful work to do and told them the only thing they couldn't do was eat 
the fruit of one tree, but they decided to take matters into their own hands and, as a result, 
sin came into the world. You can read all this in Genesis 2 and 3; Adam and Eve's choice to 
do things their own way brought sin into our lives as well as their own.
Because of Adam and Eve, all of us have a sinful nature, and it affects every part of us. 
King Solomon wrote: "Indeed, there is no one on earth who is righteous, no one who does 
what is right and never sins" (Ecclesiastes 7:20, NIV). And in the New Testament John said, 
"If we claim we have no sin, we are only fooling ourselves and not living in the truth" (1 
John 1:8).
Charles Spurgeon once said, "As the salt flavors every drop in the Atlantic, so does sin 
affect every atom of our nature. It is so sadly there, so abundantly there, that if you cannot 
detect it, you are deceived."
There is only one person in the history of the world who did not have a sin nature: Je-
sus Christ. He was the "holy, righteous one" (Acts 3:14) who "never sinned" (2 Corinthians 
5:21). This allowed Jesus to be sacrificed on the cross as our perfect substitute, "the sinless, 
spotless Lamb of God" (1 Peter 1:19). It is through Christ that we are born again and begin 
a new life in him: "Anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is 
gone; a new life has begun!" (2 Corinthians 5:17). 
The whole idea of sin is very unpopular these days, even in some churches. The 
reason Jesus came into the world was to save us from our sins! Sin is alive and well and we 
must honestly own it and confess it. We cannot expect to experience God's power in our 
lives when we choose to sin because sin always short-cir-
cuits the work of the Holy Spirit. The prophet Isaiah said, 
"Listen! The Lord's arm is not too weak to save you, nor is 
his ear too deaf to hear you call. It's your sins that have cut 
you off from God. Because of your sins, he has turned away 
and will not listen anymore" (Isaiah 59:1–2).
Sin manifests itself in all kinds of ways in our lives; pride, envy, self-righteousness, 
the list goes on and on. The difficulty is in recognizing our sin and confessing it as such. It 
is important that we learn to detect the voice of the sinful nature. Those who are born again 
have this command: "Count yourselves dead to sin but alive to God in Christ Jesus" (Ro-
mans 6:11, NIV). The Holy Spirit takes up residence in each believer and supplies the power 
we need to overcome the pull of the sin nature within us. "Those who have been born into 
God's family do not make a practice of sinning, because God's life is in them" (1 John 3:9). 
Romans 6 tells us, "Sin is no longer your master, for you no longer live under the require-
ments of the law. Instead, you live under the freedom of God's grace" (v. 14).
We need to confess our sin to God so our relationship with him can be restored immediately. "If we confess our sins to him, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to 
cleanse us from all wickedness" (1 John 1:9). 
It is through the confession of our sin that we are telling God that we want to have 
our relationship with him restored, and it is then that the Holy Spirit will empower us to do 
God's work. Be honest with yourself. Are you stuck in a painful past? God's healing is avail-
able to you! Are you stuck in a painful present? God's power is available to you! Get sin out 
of the way! Take time today to confess your sin to God and begin to experience the Holy 
Spirit's power in a new way. 
Reliance on Self
Years ago, I was in a group experience where we were challenged to have a three-minute 
conversation without anyone using the words "me, my, or I" … we couldn't do it! Unfortu-
nately, each one of us has an innate desire to think about ourselves. This self-centered think-
ing, the "big I," needs to be broken.
It takes Son Power to remove the control of self. This power becomes operative in our 
lives when we ask the Holy Spirit, by faith, to take control of how we think, feel, and act. 
 We must learn to trust in the power of God alone to empower us and deliver us. Dying 
to self is painful, but God has promised that he will manifest himself in us. In Proverbs we 
read these words, "For whoever finds me finds life and receives favor from the Lord" (8:35).
If we are to find favor with God and experience the 
Son-powered life, we must die to self along the pathway of 
life: self-reliance, self-trust, self-sufficiency, independence. 
All qualities the world values and encourages. Jesus said:
"I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat is plant-
ed in the soil and dies, it remains alone. But its death will produce many new 
kernels—a plentiful harvest of new lives. Those who love their life in this world 
will lose it. Those who care nothing for their life in this world will keep it for 
eternity."
 —John 12:24–25
In order for a grain of wheat to multiply it must die. Our time, talent, treasure, and 
desire must be given up totally to God to be used for his world and his glory. If we just 
spend it on pleasuring ourselves, then we are missing the best that God has for us. Only 
when we die to self will God be able to multiply all that we are and all that we have.
An important KingdomNomics principle is that as we progressively die to desiring the 
perishable values of this world, we will find the desire to invest in the imperishable values ofthe kingdom. God's priorities will become our priorities. We will also experience God's fa-
vor and his abundant life. I have found these two verses in the book of Psalms to be critical 
as I keep my eyes on God's will and not my own:
Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous; you surround them with your favor as with 
a shield.
 —Psalm 5:12, NIV
For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord bestows favor and honor; no 
good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless.
 —Psalm 84:11, NIV
When we remove the barrier of self, God's favor is upon us and he protects and 
guides us.
Head Knowledge of God's Word that Does Not Result in Heart Knowledge
Many people make the mistake of thinking that knowledge is enough to experience the 
presence and power of God. However, such a belief will short-circuit the Son Power in our 
lives. We need to remember the Hebrews wandering in the wilderness who had knowledge, 
but no purpose. "For this good news … has been announced to us just as it was to them. 
But it did them no good because they didn't share the faith of those who listened to God" 
(Hebrews 4:2). 
Is the Word of God important to you? Are you spending time regularly reading it, 
memorizing it, and putting it into practice? In order to have Son Power operative in our 
lives, we must commit ourselves to the study of God's Word. Our knowledge must move 
from our head to our heart in the form of conviction that impacts our faith and behavior. 
Failure to do so will certainly make our lives barren and un-
productive. However, when we immerse ourselves in God's 
Word we position ourselves to hear God's voice.
We must hear the Word of God, we must accept the 
Word of God, and we must live the Word of God. It is only 
through this process that we will experience Son Power and 
become seeds that produce a hundredfold.
I have had many experiences in my life when God has revealed his will for my life 
through his Word. When I immerse myself in that Word, I find that God works in me and 
through me. Scripture is either true or it's not … it will either make a difference or it will 
not. What Scriptures are important to you? What you learn from God's Word about who
he is, about his will, about his character, and about how he works will greatly affect how you 
experience the Holy Spirit in your life. You must take all that you have learned from God's 
Word and apply it to your life circumstances.
Failure to Surrender to God's Will
Another barrier to the Son-powered life is a refusal to surrender to God's will. This is what is 
often referred to as being a "carnal" Christian, one who is still influenced a great deal by the 
world and its enticements. This principle comes from the King James version of 1 Corinthi-
ans 3:1: "And I, brethren, could not speak unto you as unto spiritual, but as unto carnal, even 
as unto babes in Christ." The NIV puts it this way, "Brothers and sisters, I could not address 
you as people who live by the Spirit but as people who are still worldly—mere infants in 
Christ," and the New Living Translation says, "Dear brothers and sisters, when I was with 
you I couldn't talk to you as I would to spiritual people. I had to talk as though you belonged 
to this world or as though you were infants in Christ." The bottom line, a carnal Christian 
is someone who has accepted the good news of Jesus Christ, but does not want to be trans-
formed by it.
To become a Son-powered person, it takes an affirma-
tive act of the will to choose to have the Holy Spirit control 
how we think, feel, and act. We shut off his power when we 
refuse to let him do so. It takes surrender of self.
Let's review Galatians 2:20: "My old self has been cru-
cified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives 
in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave 
himself for me" (emphasis added). 
In order to have Christ living in us we must allow Jesus Christ to take control of us. 
We must submit to him. Our life revolves around the Son. He lives in us. He is the source of 
the renewable Son-powered life. He must increase and we must decrease. The power of the 
Son is unlimited, and he can overcome the mountain of self in our lives when we allow him 
to do so.
Son Power at Work
1. At this point in your life, which barrier discussed in this chapter is the greatest 
 obstacle to your experiencing Son Power: sin, reliance on self, lack of commitment
 to obey God's Word, or failure to surrender to God's will?
2. What immediate steps can you take to remove that particular barrier from your life?
3. Take some time to reflect upon the sin in your life and then confess it to God, asking 
 him to forgive you and fill you anew with his Spirit.Scripture Meditation
"So now we can rejoice in our wonderful
new relationship with God
because our Lord Jesus Christ has made us friends of God."
 (Romans 5:11)
Prayer
 Heavenly Father, thank you for the relationship I have with you because of 
the sacrifice of Jesus Christ. I thank you that I have put my trust and faith in 
Jesus Christ alone for my salvation. Thank you for saving me from the folly of 
trusting in Me, Myself, and I. Thank you for my salvation and for empowering 
me to live life through the Holy Spirit.
 I confess that there are times when I attempt to live my life through my own 
power, in my own strength, by my own ingenuity. Forgive me. 
 Today I choose by faith to die to self, as painful as it is at times, so that 
your life can be lived through me. More than anything else, I want to find 
the life you have planned for me to experience your favor. Thank you for the 
promises in your Word. What a blessing for me to know you and to learn of 
your way! Amen.
Memorize and Meditate

The impact of what Victor did to Matthew would
not become clear for some time. In the meanwhile,
things continued as usual. Children were educated,
adults farmed the land and looked after young and
old, and of course, some young people fell in love.
In this last point I was no exception.
Lying in a field of snowdrops and bluebells,
Jenny and I held hands and kissed each other gently
on the lips. It had been a beautiful spring day, a
Sunday, and the night was finally drawing in. After
church we had obtained permission to go out, both
making up a story to get out of spending time at
home. We spent the day walking and talking
together along Nairn beach before finally heading
back into Inverness. We had a plan, and it was a
good one!
Heaven knew we needed one, for ours was
no simple case. She was of noble birth, and I was of
mixed heritage. My father was a MacLeod, but only
distantly related to the MacLeods of Dunvegan and
therefore not nobility; my mother was what Father
called his "Gypsy Princess." She was part Jew, and
some said she was also related in some way to my
travelling friends who had given me books and in so
doing furthered my education considerably. At
times, her heritage had caused us difficulties
growing up. In England the infamous "bloody
code" had already started, and there were many
crimes punishable by death. One of those was
"being in the company of Gypsies for one month."
As we were subjects to British rule, this cruel and
bizarre law was also, in theory, in force in Scotland.
No distinction was made between Romani, Irish, or
Scots travellers—all were subject to persecution
from state and people alike. As for her Jewish
heritage, some mocked, "You crucified Christ." The
Roman Empire was never mentioned in these jibes,
nor the sins of the world. However, only a few got
to know of our heritage, and even those who did
limited their persecution to verbal abuse. This
mercy we continually thanked God for, as many
others had not been so fortunate.
Our love was a forbidden love, and well we
knew it, but we lingered as long as we could
together as the stars began appearing in the sky.
Finally we parted with a kiss and a long hug.
"I love you, Jenny."
She had the kindest smile, the kind that
would light up a room. Her bright blue eyes were
like the depth of the ocean, eyes that had seen
things, bad things, yet reflected a soul of wisdom, a
compassionate heart. She was internally aged before
her time, yet she carried herself gracefully in walk
and in manner. Her skin was gentle and soft, with
rose-blossom cheeks and tender hands of affection.
"I love you too, Davy."
We left one another with our plan burning in
our hearts. The next Sunday in the dead of night we
would borrow a horse from a friend at the Kilravock
Castle stables, and go to the chapel at the grey
friars' graveyard. Usually I walked everywhere, but
it was a long journey on foot, so a borrowed horse
would be much appreciated. I often went to this
chapel when I had leave to go into town. It was my
place to go when I needed to think. A week hence,
we would marry there. We would sneak out in the
dead of night and be united as husband and wife
beneath the stars and before our God.
It was my propensity to go the graveyard
that had led to the plan. One evening, sitting in the
graveyard on a tombstone table, feeling the breeze I
wrapped myself up tight in my sheepskins and
rubbed my hands together for warmth. I was about
to get up and go home, but then I saw the door of
the small chapel open. It was then, for the first time,
that I saw the kind hearted old monk who lived
there. He wore a brown habit tied with a cord at the
waist, and a simple wooden cross hung from his
neck. It seemed odd, but he appeared to be deep in
quiet conversation with a cat he was letting inside
the chapel and a pigeon sitting on a nearby
headstone. He threw a bread crumb toward the bird,
and it took it up onto the roof of the chapel where a
nest sat. I coughed a little, and the monk noticed
me.
"I have seen you here often," he said, "but
only tonight do I dare disturb your thoughts. You
must come inside with me into the warmth."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course. Come in, my friend."
"I'm not Catholic . . ."
He laughed. "A Protestant who likes to
spend time in my yard—that's a first."
"Actually, I'm not Protestant."
"Now I have heard everything," he said,
leading me into the chapel. "Take a seat, my
friend." He pulled up two wooden chairs next to the
fire.
"Thank you," I said, smiling and taking a
seat. They weren't exactly comfortable, but looking
around I admired the simplicity of this place, simple
much like the gospel. There were no pews, just a
few wooden chairs, the cross on the simple wooden
altar, some communion cups and plates made of
wood, and a small bed in the far corner of the room.
"So," he said, "what are you?"
I wasn't sure it was safe to talk so openly
about faith with this man—until he saw my
hesitation and explained that he was of the
Franciscan order and tended toward peace and
harmony with all living creatures. I reflected for a
moment as he asked the question again, then I
answered, "I truly trust in Jesus as my personal
Saviour, and I believe that salvation is by grace
alone through faith alone in Christ alone, but that
this grace should lead a person to bear fruit. I feel
uncomfortable in these times of conflict. I can't see
how killing in the name of reform or in the name of
a church can possibly fit with what Jesus taught."
The old monk held up the wooden cross that
was hanging around his neck. "I admire your words.
I met a fellow Franciscan monk when I was on
pilgrimage to Iona who said something similar. He
gave me an article by a wise man called George
Fox, who founded a Society of Friends in England
during the 1600s. It is one of my only possessions."
He showed me the article, which was written
on a ratty pamphlet and probably printed in an
underground printing press, much like many of the
books I had read. It was a beautiful copy none the
less, and I read how a people called the Quakers or
Friends had made a stand against the violence of all
fighters in the world. The message had been boldly
sent to King Charles and was signed by George Fox
and eleven other Friends. This bit stood out to me:
"All bloody principles and practices we do
utterly deny, with all outward wars, and strife, and
fightings with outward weapons, for any end, or
under any pretence whatsoever, and this is our
testimony to the whole world. That spirit of Christ
by which we are guided is not changeable, so as
once to command us from a thing as evil and again
to move unto it; and we do certainly know, and so
testify to the world, that the spirit of Christ, which
leads us into all Truth, will never move us to fight
and war against any man with outward weapons,
neither for the kingdom of Christ, nor for the
kingdoms of this world."
The monk smiled at the look of awe on my
face as I looked up from the strong words of these
persecuted people.
"The problem with churches of all sorts," he
continued, "is that so often they ignore the key
teachings of the Sermon on the Mount, like the
doctrine of love. So often we ask God to be on our
side instead of asking that we be blessed enough to
be on his. That said, the wheat and the tares must
grow up together, and in the days of harvest they
will be separated properly."
"Wise words, Brother . . ."
"Please, call me Peter."
I smiled. "Peter. I'm Davy."
"Well, it is nice to finally put a name to a
face. I couldn't help notice that today you seemed
deep in thought, more than usual. It may be none of
my business, but perhaps I can help? You're in love,
aren't you?"
I blinked in surprise. "How did you guess? "
"Let's just say I wasn't always a monk," he
said with a grin. We both laughed. But my heart was
too troubled to laugh for long. I leaned forward,
intense.
"It is love, Peter. Of that I am certain. But
the girl I love is of noble birth and the daughter of a
prominent redcoat, whilst I am clearly not."
"You love her?"
"More than life itself."
"Do you feel passionate toward her?"
"Yes."
"Have you thought of marriage?"
"But it is impossible! I wish . . ."
"Well, why not? You love her, and I presume
she loves you?"
"We mean the world to each other. I would
die for her if I had to."
He grinned from ear to ear and gave a hearty
chuckle of approval "That is true love. Don't run
from it, embrace it."
"How?"
"Ask her to be your wife. If she says yes,
come. We can arrange to have you married in this
chapel."
Although I knew this monk was of an
unusual leaning in these war-ridden times, I still
couldn't at that moment get past the fact that he was
a Catholic who by all accounts should be considered
my enemy. "But why would you do this for us? And
how will it be possible when our families are natural
rivals?"
"I would do this for you because I was once
in love, but I never asked her. She was a foreigner
with dark skin. She was a slave until I bought her
freedom. Her beauty was amazing, but I didn't do
anything about my love, and now here I am, old and
alone in a graveyard. As for the problem of rivalry,
ignore it. I didn't, and it was a great mistake. I was
scared of what people thought. Now all I have is
regret." The old monk turned his head away to hide
his tears.
"Do you know what happened to her?"
"She went on to marry another, or so I heard.
And then I became a monk."
"I want to marry Jenny so badly. She is so
beautiful—in looks, character, faith, hope, and love.
I will ask her."
I was true to my word. That lovely spring
day in the garden that was bursting into life, I asked
her on bended knee, and she said yes.
The night we made our plan, I hardly slept.
A week later, we went out to meet each other in the
middle of the night. Jenny climbed out of her
window on the second floor of the manor house in
Nairn and down the branches growing on the wall
of the house. She was wearing a lovely dress, and I
waited for her at the bottom astonished at the ease
and beautiful composure with which she scaled the
wall. It was clear she had done this before. Landing,
she straightened her long, black, flowing hair. Then
she grabbed a Prince's Flower from the garden and
put it in her hair. Taking my hand, she ran with me
through the woods of her ancestral estate to the
stables at the castle, where we met our friend with a
horse.
We reached town and stood among the
headstones, beneath the stars as we had planned,
and as we held hands, the monk prayed:

God of Love,
Thank you that you are love itself.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus was born.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus lived a perfect and holy life.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus taught us to love.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus taught us to love God.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus taught us to love each other.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus taught us to love even our
enemies.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus died for us.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus took the punishment for all our
sins.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus defeated death and rose again.
We praise you that it was for love that your
Son Jesus set us free.
We praise you that Love Incarnate will
come again, and we thank you that you are
love itself.
In the name of the Son of Love,
Amen.

Then he blessed our union. Once the
ceremony was complete, we kissed, and the monk,
with tears in his eyes, hugged us both. He certainly
was a little unorthodox.
"Live a long and happy life together. Do not
waste it; instead, truly live. Be blessed."

Angelos opens on the field of Culloden, Scotland, as the legendary battle of 1746 has ended and the wounded Jacobites are being shot or clubbed to death. Davy MacLeod holds a gun to the head of his former friend, his hands shaking, ready to pull the trigger on this man who betrayed him and delivered his family to death. This man who took even his beloved from him...

"My office. Now!". Principal McAllister commanded. 
We both dusted our uniforms and followed her to the office. 
"Wait here" She said to us and went into her office. 
We both sat down and waited for our fates. I personally regretted fighting Kim. I had never been suspended before and I was not ready to get suspended for fighting someone like Kim. I couldn't think of the reaction I would get if my mum discovered what I wrote about Señor Singer. Even worse,señor Singer would be so disappointed to discover that I wrote something that intimate about him. He was so nice to me when no one was and even stood up for me,I will never forgive myself if he loses his job all because of this incident.
"See what you did?"Kim accused. 
"Me?This is all your fault Kim. if you hadn't pull off that stupid stunt,we both would not be in this situation". 
"Trust me Barbie if I get expelled I will never forgive you and I will surely get back at you". 
"Ohh,am so scared!". I said sarcastically.
Principal McAllister came out of her office. 
"Fighting is a very serious offence here in Duncan highschool and with Ms McAllister involved I do not know what to do. Kim,you know you are on probation and if the panel decides to expel you then there is nothing I can do about it. My hands are tied on this one". 
"Of course!"Kim said and threw her hands in the air".  
"Be here after school to face the panel. You will be really lucky if i do not have to suspend you Ms Jesus". 
Principal McAllister addresses every student by their last names and it is quite uncomfortable. We went to our classes. I never expected Kim to be this mad about the situation. She doesn't seem to be the type to care about grades or school. All she cares about is living like a queen and treating everyone around her like peasants. 
I was really pissed as I sat on my chair. "This really sucks!"I thought. 
I love my perfect attendance and school record. I hate to have anything ruin it. 
Classes that day didn't feel like class that day. I couldn't even make out what the teachers was teaching during class. 
The closing bell rang and I heaved a sigh of relief.........Or maybe it's a sigh of distress. I packed my bag and walked really slowly to principal McAllister's office. I knocked on the door. 
"Come in". 
I walked in. Señor Singer was in the office. 
"Oh Ms Jesus. Just who I was expecting,have a seat". 
I sat down and avoided looking at señor Singer. 
"You know why you are here, don't you?"
"Yes ma'am". 
"I told Ms McAdams to remove all of those treacherous posters from the school bulletin board". 
" I'm sorry sorry......."I began. 
"Please Ms Jesus. Spare me". She cut in. 
"I want you to clarify all of this scandal in Mr Chavez's presence". 
"Principal McAllister, señor Singer"I looked Principal McAllister and then at señor Singer. "I am so sorry". 
"Me Jesus,be straight forward and answer my questions. Is the diary yours or not?". 
"Yes it is ma'am". 
"And the handwriting?".  
"It's also mine". 
"What is your relationship with Mr Chavez?". 
"He was really nice to me unlike other teachers and I admit that it got some ideas into my head but I swear señor Singer has always be professional". 
"Did you guys ever hang out outside school?". 
"No ma'am. The last time we saw each other was in class a few days ago".  
"Señor Singer,you can now leave my office. I will get back to you and let you know the Management's decision". 
"Ok señora muchas gracias por tu comprensión". 
"Mr Chavez. Please speak English". 
"I meant to say thank you so much for your understanding". 
Kim walked in after and together we all waited for the disciplinary panel's decision. I couldn't help but hope they would be lenient. We waited for what seemed like hours but was actually thirty minutes. 
Beep beep!The principal's desk phone rang. She answered it and went out of the office. 
"Girls". She said when she came in back. 
We both stood up. 
"The panel has decided to let the scandal lie....."Kim and I smiled. "...For now...." Our smiles disappeared. "In the meantime, señor Singer gets to keep is job as no evidence of being unethical is found but you girls are still going to be punished for fighting. The scandal case might be left to rest or reopened, time will tell". 
"What is our punishment?". Kim said. 
"Let me finish before you interrupt Ms McAdams. While I think of a more suitable punishment, you both get detention since I have decided to consider Ms Jesus as a first time offender". 
"Thank you ma". We said in unison. 
"Detention tomorrow after school in the crypt". 
"The crypt". Kim exclaimed.

This great book tells the story of a young girl, Barbara Marvel Jesus otherwise Babe,Barb, Barbie, Barbara or simply Marvel as she enjoys being called. 
Babe is a sixteen years old girl who had to move from a big city like Allentown to a remote Duncan Town. The previous year,she lost her father who was a rich, successful pilot before his death and left her a fortune. As if moving to Duncan Town wasn't enough,she had a pedophilic step father and a disturbed older stepbrother to deal with. 
Duncan high school was the only schooling option she had. Popular kids, bullies,the power thirsty, attention seekers and a psychotic principal are all elements of Duncan high. The pressure for the only spot in an all expenses paid scholarship by a generous donor is the high and Babe has to do the unthinkable to get through. Will she stick to her morals or will she give in to desperation? Will Babe ever get her head up? Will she survive or will she perish? Will she fall and never rise again? Will everything she touch ever turn to gold?
What happens when her step father gets a new habit? A new addiction? And her mum suffers from a life threatening illness? What then she finds out the truth?
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Know the truth and the truth shall set you free......or haunt you forever?
Will she name and shame?
Will her family ever survive the storm? Is she ready for a whole new responsibility? Will she rise above her problems? Will she have the last laugh?
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If there is one thing life has taught me,it's that not every story has a happy ending?
 - Bojuwoye Ayoola


Babe's Diary is the book you should read this season. It's is a realistic fiction,it talks about real life issues and is directed to the general audiences. It's a book you can discover yourself in. The author brings you closer to the character and creates a connection such that you can substitute yourself in the book. There were times I found myself disagreeing with my own characters. It's like I am living the story and I think you should do the same,of course it doesn't matter what I think....lol. I enjoyed writing this book so much and I hope you enjoy reading it. This book is # Child abuse # Romance # Teen # Tragedy. 
This book may be quite different from other books you have read but am positive in the end you will be glad reading it. I could rightly tag it the book of all times but I won't be so forward.... lmao. I'll leave you to decide,share this book if you agree. 
© This book is written by me @Bojuwoye Ayoola and is not a property of anyone but me. 
The cover image does not belong to me and was dubbed from Google™ Images. 
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Muchas gracias Dios por la inspiración para escribir este libro.
I give thanks to the supreme being. My appreciation goes to my parents and siblings too and to all of my fans out there for the encouragement and support. Thank you so much. 
A big shout-out to Webnovel for the opportunity and I hope this book gets a front page recommendation someday. 
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Send power stones too......Duncan High could really use a renovation...lmao. 
Gift this author if she ever made you laugh.

So how have been my readers living their lives. Are you happy? I know this question might have answers stating a stern NO! 

But at this time of Christmas nearing us, I want to share the true meaning of Christmas that I came to learn. I am immensely blessed to have a wise fellowship of people whom I can't thank more for all they have done. 

Christmas is obviously about Christmas trees, cakes, Santa Claus and gifts. But what it truly is about is Jesus! Not only that he was born on this day but Why was he born, and what he came to do for us!

Jesus came to Die for Our Sins. So that we don't have to suffer the consequences of our sins, which is Death, but by believing in him we can have Eternal Life. 

It might sound like a sudden bombardment of religiousness to some, but it is how I can explain it here now. If you want to understand why would Jesus come to die for the sins he never committed and which was ours when we committed them without caring about him, you can approach me. 

I hope you all will celebrate Christmas with all the Joy and Love and Hope in your hearts. Remember, no matter how much you are suffering in your life, know that you are blessed beyond to have been living a life, while many have lost it. 

Be always happy not because you want to because that is desire. Be Happy because you deserve to be. You have all the right in the world to mourn and grieve for what and those you have lost, but be happy because only then you will become a better person. 

You can only give what you have! Be Happy, and only then others around you will be Happy.

I guess that is enough preaching and now I take my leave. 

Blessings, Greatel.
😘😘😘

With the thought draped o'er his mind, he moved to plant a kiss on her forehead. And as the touch disconnected, he whispered, "Call her Annie". 

And like a swift breeze, he crossed the range of her vision. She strained her eyes through the hot tears streaming down her hearthless cheeks, trying to capture every glimpse of her man, the last of her home, her family, fade into Oblivion.

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A story, of a woman with a daughter in her womb, alone in a desert, the part of desert laving off in the sea, parting from the mainland. Forced by fate to nothing but walk all the way to the shore and cross beyond, with short of supplies and a child growing inside her

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