Calligraphy by Dawn

Lettering: A little progress

Not too long ago, I wrote a post about lettering or calligraphy. I never really thought I could do something like this because in the first place, I am not the one who writes in cursive. The first picture below was the FIRST calligraphy item I ever made. I copied this from a pinterest photo I could no longer find. I realized that the key was to identify which side should be thickened. If you’re using a brush or calligraphy pen, this should be easy.

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The photo below is one the most recent. I wanna try different styles in writing but what do I know? I cant even afford to get myself into one of those pricey workshops. I know, I can be stingy sometimes, but being jobless can sure make you one. (Laughter)

I can see a little progress over the months of writing. I have come to know how to use a brush pen and I’ve also tried watercolor paintings. Compared to other letterers, I am probably the least. But compared to my previous self, Hey! Not bad!

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Since I usually share photos of my works on instagram and facebook, I would usually get requests from friends asking me if I can make them one. Right now, I don’t have any plans of selling. As far as I’m concerned, I enjoy the thrill of just making and sharing them on IG. I’ve also made some of my works as gifts. I’ve given my boyfriend’s dad a couple of my works and I find contentment in the sight of my work being proudly displayed in the walls of his home. I’ve also given one framed work to a Missionary Pastor Tomlinson who was doing a mission in China together with his wife. For me, being able to share the Gospel to some homes and some people, is more than enough. The fact that I’m not getting money out of this doesn’t necessarily mean I am wasting this GOD-GIVEN talent. By sharing some of my works on my social media accounts, I get my friends to read Bible passages. And to me, that’s more than enough.

In whatever craft you’re into, always aim to glorify the Lord. 

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My August 2, 2015

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Today Abert and I had a wonderful time at the church. Just the usual stuff for us– Sunday School (on the Poor Widow’s Mite); Sermon about moving on and keeping forward; Sunday Afternoon dates and study-together sessions; dinner at the Burger King; and study time at home.

Everything was–quite wonderful. Until 11:30 when people started to scream and chaos changed the atmosphere because of a huge fire behind our building. Every tenant in the building quickly wrapped everything they could bring and went out of the building except for me who was still standing there in disbelief. If I could still recall, I was a bit in denial and thought it could never reach our building until I realized everyone’s out of the building but me.. So I grabbed a back pack and grabbed my gadgets and chargers, wallet, Bibles, and a Civil Code with blue highlighter, then locked my unit and went out into safety.

After a while, the fire grew bigger and almost uncontrollable. The fire truck was not yet in the scene, everyone’s shouting, some cursing, some crying as they look at their houses taken by a huge orange flame. I can basically feel  the heat across the building where I was; holding a codal book on one hand and texting Abert, asking for help, on the other.

Sounds of siren were coming, everything was a blur, people were running to and from their burned houses– bringing appliances and stuff they were able to save that night.

All I could do at that moment was pray to God, for Him to spare the building, thinking all my law books and reviewers were still there. And when I saw a black smoke coming from the fourth floor, I knew something’s happening up there. It could be a flame, who knows. Then I prayed, if God would allow it, He will always be in control. Then thank God fire men were able to assess the area and everything else was, like they say, history.

Waking up to a new morning, eating my breakfast, I can’t help but recall how I happened to remain intact that night despite all the chaos around me. Thank God nobody died that night although a lot of people lost their houses–but what’s important is we’ll get through this. Lesson learned: Do not panic. If that means singin Amazing grace while waiting for the fire men and for abert to come, then so be it. Thank You Jesus.

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i am not ashamed of JESUS

Hello Summer

Hello there. I have not written a single post for the month of March. Given the Finals Frenzy plus the Personal Stuff going on with family, I really did not have the time to write.

Today, I’ll write about the waiting phase. Third year in Law School is over, thank God, and this is the time of the semester where we wait upon the Lord for good and passing grades. And it’s also the time to cure the pimples which accumulated over the semester. He he he.

Three years–It’s really a long time and a lot has happened over the last years. A lot has changed. From my usual college buddies to law school friends; from shorts and flip-flops to blazers and shoes. I always smile whenever I look back to who I was when I entered the school for an entrance exam. I was the confident fresh college graduate back then and being idealistic was the name of the game.

Three years in law school changed all that. Every bit of self-confidence was somehow replaced with a trusting heart. Ha ha ha. I developed the desire to always find a Reliable Someone I could trust. When the greatest test (during my first semester in Second year) came, all the trusting was paired with crying and strong beseeching. Jesus has really been good to me. He was with me during defeat (First year First Sem) and jumped with me during mountain-top experiences. He is my constant companion. My forever study buddy. My source and portion, forever.

With Jesus on our side, winning became pretty much easier. Giving back all the glory to Jesus for winning the battle for us.

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 And while we all wait for our grades– I thank my Jesus for the battle has already won. He gives us the desires of our heart if we seek Him and His will. All by His Grace. Amen.

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Heart’s Day 2015

A while ago, professor was shuffling cards for daily recitations and each time a student was asked to stay at the podium for his/her daily dose of shock, professor thought it’d be the best time time to ask this question before he’d fire away with questions because ya’know, it’s the day of hearts. So the question was, “What is Love?”

It got everybody thinking for the next 2 to 3 minutes. I think we all thought this was pretty much harder than the real score! I was not one of the lucky few to be called for recits on this special day but I sure did have my answers. To me, love should be a choice you get to make every waking hour. It’s a constant decision we all should make for ourselves. A daily reminder that whatever we have for others should never be based on moody and fleeting emotions. Sometimes, even we feel like hating, we choose to forgive. We choose to smile. We choose to love. That, for me, is love.

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On this year’s day of hearts, abert gave me the most beautiful edible heart I’ve ever seen so far. It was so beautiful it broke my heart to eat it. It tasted like heaven, too. Praise God for continued guidance and mercy. Although we have our share of flaws, we continue to choose to love not just each other but everyone around us. Happy Day of the Hearts, 2015!

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It’s all about meeting the needs.

Hello. I am –. Most of you guys don’t know me by name. When you see me in the mall, you would prolly think, “Ah! She’s the Juice Lady at PAW!” or the “Sandwich Maker.” But seriously though, preparing the food never came easy having to face these kinds of circumstances.

  1. The Increasing Number. Before we start preparing, we count how many heads are we gonna have to feed. Then we start counting the cups to be washed, etc. And then, right before the end of the process, here comes the late comers who come in groups? Yeah? You know, this kind of people makes me happy and worried at the same time. Imagine yourself saying, “Okay, change of plans, not 81 but 94!” Ha! This comes crazy when you’re working with a VERY limited budget. Ha ha ha
  2. Cockroaches Everywhere. I am a little bit of meticulous when it comes to cleanliness I make sure everything we prepare is edible and safe. And so whenever we see flying or crawling cockroaches anywhere near our food, we kill them. So technically, slicing bread isn’t just a walk in the park but a battle to be won. He he he
  3. Re-washing of Re-washed Glasses. Ha ha We do the washing and we let them dry. The cups. And then there are these little ones who come and drink water as often as they breathe? And each time, they use different newly washed cups? Ha ha ha The struggle is real.
  4. Pre-Snack Eater. I don’t know how else to call them but these people come to us and give us cute puppy eyes in exchange for snacks. I mean, how can we resist them?
  5. Triple Snack and Bring Home People. Ha ha ha As you all know, we count the heads not the mouths. So one sandwich usually for one head, right? But there are these little ones who eat more food than they should. So, to make sure everybody gets AT LEAST ONE, we do extras and allowances for these beloved people.

Don’t get me or us wrong. We love to serve JESUS by serving all of you. And don’t ever change. If you find yourself belonging to category number 1, 3, 4, or 5, please stay the same. Hahaha You guys could never imagine the best lessons I personally learned from you. That is, to always be prepared, have extras, and make sure you get that homey feeling when you come near the counter. After all, it isn’t about meeting the number; it’s all about meeting the needs. I pray that, each Wednesday Night, you guys will be filled, not only with God’s beautiful Words, but also with yummy treats. God bless your day!

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eye of the storm

There’s that strange calm before the storm which scares me a little. Friends say this is where laziness goes to die. Hello third year! Recitations will start this week and here I am, fancying my newly polished toes.

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Albert faces the same kind of thing–Med School. Even if he doesn’t blab about it as often as I do when we’re together, I know he’s struggling too. This common thing may keep us apart most days but it sure keeps us together in some unique way. With these happy struggles we both have, we discover each other’s weakness and strength. We become each other’s cheerers and we always find ways to encourage one another in tough times. Together, we laugh and cry about things. What we have is something I am grateful for.. It’s a different version of LDR, I suppose but I am excited for a brighter future.

For this semester, I thought I won’t be having much time for church activities considering I’ll be having five hebi subjects this sem plus Taxation 2. I know. I thought so too until I realized that was Taxation 1. So hello Taxation 2. Sometimes, I just can’t understand what makes Taxation so comprehensive I have to take it twice.

Currently, I just started having kids at Sunday School and I just said yes to a couple of committees at PAW Nyt. I hope I can find the time to blog about them, soon.

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if only the library had eyes

With classes going on, I am forced to go back to my daily routine–afternoons in the library. I can say I really did not miss the place except for the lovely sunsets I get to see from the curtain wall. Besides Christmas, another thing I love about this chilly season is getting more pretty sunsets–the ones that are so orange-y they sometimes make the sky blaze in fire.

Funny thing is, for the entire break, I have been out enjoying the heat of the sun. I think somebody called it, Living in the Sunshine. For a little while, that was my mantra which I did not intend to do literally to avoid serious skin trauma. I just had to enjoy the nothingness in my days. But now that classes have begun, I am (happy and) contented with sunsets.

So, for now, I am just super thankful I can still see the lovely sunset from the library’s curtain wall. The library witnesses this miracle everyday that’s too wonderful it doesn’t deserve a passive nod. If only the library had eyes… Since I do, every time I can, I spend that amazing 2 minutes of my day facing that curtain wall thanking God for that gift I know He purposely made for me.

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