Legacy.

Redirected thoughts about how to live my life.

A while ago, I came across a facebook account of an acquaintance. I saw most of her travel/work-related pictures. I must say, there are thoughts lurking inside of me: "oh, how I wanted to visit such places too"..."oh how I wanted a job like that of hers too and I want it fast!!..." So I frantically googled job openings without even thinking twice!My!!I'm a mad woman!!?
Before I get so absorbed with my self-centered dreams, I have to literally take myself away from that friend's page and away from the job search site. And God had a way to remind me in a subtle manner through this youtube link posted from a twitter follower. This is a song by kendra.


here is the lyrics of the song:


"Legacy"

I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much

I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world

I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who
blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy

I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy

Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...



This song hit me big time. Please do not get me wrong. God is not kill joy as many of you thinks He is. He wants to give the best for His children,as in whatever their hearts' desire is (and that includes travels). He just wants it ordered though, at His timing and with the purest of motives:)

I remind myself that I am no longer that impulsive Rizza who loves to do things asap without one-on-on consultation with my Father. I am already a Spirit-filled sanguine by the grace of God. I am a woman who hails from Zion. #declaration

postnote: I still would want to travel(so much!!!) may it be work or mission related. It is my desire to see the beauty of this world, in His time:)
But it is my utmost desire to leave a legacy in this earth in such a way that my King will be glorified. And so I say no to:




and I say yes Lord i will..:

tee cheer

thoughts of a busy bee
i manage to squeeze in a few of my heart thoughts even as I race with time. I still need to reread close to 500 questions for my review session which starts tomorrow. But I also believe that the writer (naks) in me is uberly activated tonight. so got to write(type) right away:)

aye aye teacher!
for a few nursing review sessions, I have experienced what it is like to teach a class of 70 for eight straight hours and I must say it is such a demanding experience. yes, it is physically!. the fact that you have to stand up the whole eight hours, and you have to do all the talking and do not ever forget the anxious stares that you get from the students if you do not share the same answer with them. haha! what a stress! but did i fail to tell you that it is also fulfilling? (i guess most of the demanding jobs are really fulfilling, ain't it?) The fact that you are there to give enlightenment to the blurry concept, is in itself a heartwarming task.
did I also fail to tell you that it is rewarding? plus you also feel grateful to all your teachers because you know their task was never easy. (did i also fail to mention that you feel guilty for backbiting your teachers way back school days? yikes. ashamed of my past behaviors)

and so here I am, still lingering on my keyboard when I badly need to get back on the papers I see beside my laptop. well, I must say that blogging is not bad when you want to have a much needed break. (hehehehe!)


postnote: this is a timely post for increasing the Filipino public school teachers' chalk allowance
***thank you st. louis management:)

Daring to Dream with a Deadline

some of the checked items on my list that my Father in Heaven graciously gave ;)

January 2011.
I remember courageously scribbling out my not so wild and wild dreams for 2011. It was truly a step of Faith. Back then, I was not thinking about whether or not these dreams will be realized. All I know is just along with the doodles are heaps of hope in my heart that God will meet the desires of my heart as I continue to delight in Him.
Bearing this in mind(and in heart), I was writing random thoughts *dreams* on my BOD journal. The entries ranged from personal to career to family to ministry to even must have stuffs for 2011.
aaaahhhhhhhhh!!!I must admit I am a wild dreamer!naman:)

Days and weeks pass, I seem to just put my BOD aside. Not that it is irrelevant but maybe because I become so preoccupied with so many things. Once in a while the Lord would remind me of the dreams that He has placed in my heart through people, places and persons. He has a way of resurrecting the dreamer in me:)
Sometimes, He would even pave way for those childhood dreams to be birthed again.
My God really has a mind of His own!

It is the third quarter of 2011. Oh my!how quickly time flies!As the end of 2011 is fast approaching, I can also see many checks on my list! God is truly faithful...Looking back, I am just so blissful that I took those little steps of Faith as I was daring to dream with a deadline. It works! It just works..especially if you have a God who is faithful (and thoughtful - c/o terej) in all He does.

Dreams are not just the language of God's heart, it is also His way of rewarding His people. *naks!

how to save a life

a conversation with a dear friend today reminded me that being a nurse is not just one of the most noble profession to date..it also one of the most difficult, demanding and risky job one could ever have.
unlike being an office girl wherein you can just undo any errors you might make while typing a report on a computer, we, nurses, can never undo an erroneous move. In as much as we want to correct our mistakes, most often than not this has already caused detrimental damage to our patients. Sometimes this may even cause a patient's life.

scary.yes it is. I must admit, I am once again reminded of the gravity of my role as a nurse. when we were student nurses, our clinical instructors would always remind us to be very careful when handling patients. We were bombarded every now and then with these reminders:"check on your patients!" that even a slight elevation in the vital signs will always merit a referral to the doctor. But it is very different now that we are working as staff, you are most of the time so absorbed with your routine and so caught up with your your 'skills' that you have the tendency to be lenient.
hmmmmmm......

The conversation I had with a dear friend was an eye opener. It blatantly reminded me of the fact that my patient's life are in my hands. To be seriously honest, I'm just taking this thought back in again. maybe because I am not into clinical practice for years now. I just officially 'resurrected' my nursing career nine days past. I must say it's exhausting, demanding and sharpening.
yes it is, in a holistic kind of way.

despite these, I still am very grateful for this opportunity to be an angel in the sickroom. This is where God put me and I have resolved in my life that I will become a blessing despite the demanding doctors, toxic patients (and even watchers) and even hard to get by co health workers. I have resolved that my heart(and my mind) will be subject to rebuke, correction, instruction in order for me to know (more...) how to save a life....this time, in the physical realm.

goodbye to the goofy grappy

my groofy grappy

we said goodbye to him last august 10;(
his death brought the family closer. we may have our own differences but we share a common love for this man. He never fails to bring smiles on our faces especially when there are family gatherings..ah, christmas and new years are his favorite. it is his time to shine! time to show off his dancing antics. he is such a cutie when he dances and sings his all time favorite song..his love song to grandma: "you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray. you'll never know dear how much i love you!..."

i remembered singing that song when he was in the intensive care unit holding back tears...indeed, we all have stories to tell of how he shed his ray of light to us:)
the most remarkable to me was when I arrived from davao I hurriedly went to his room and checked his stuff. I saw many of his timeless things(green flashlight who was with him for ages, the alarm clock, batteries,pens, all stuffs in assortment). He so particular with his belongings..In the corner sits his collection of books, most of them bibles in many versions and languages. While I was scanning them, this worn out blue bible caught my attention. it was the most battered and the one he read the most I guess because it had a lot of side notes and marks. as I continue to skim through it, i was surprised to see that He used my baby picture as a bookmark:) :(

The thought that somebody must have interceded for me all this time made me smile.
thank you lolo.i love you po:)

postnote:
*thank you to the icu staff who was very gracious in allowing me to stay even if it is past visiting hours.
**was looking for me and my grappy pictures.asa man to nko na save oi?;(