“What did Uncle Bruno give you on Valentine’s day?” Little Lannie asked.  “Love,” her Aunt Joan replied.  “No flowers?” Lannie insisted.  “L...

A plant mom I am not, so I don’t qualify as a plantita. This post is only about one plant, which caught my eye while staying home all hours ...

Piles of news, blogs, articles, and posts have been written about Ravi Zacharias: how he lived a predator's life of lies and duplicity, ...

In mid March 2020, when the lockdown was imposed due to Covid-19, I felt exactly that—locked down. Quickly, however, I realized that there i...

Before I take down this header, let me upload a screenshot of that lovely day this month when my blog site clocked the same number one, seve...

During the Christmas season, many people said that Christmas is dead because of the pandemic.  My past posts reflected on this: Christmas is...

Review of Memories of Grace by Nor Gonzales on 27 November 2020. There are three things that I like about the book.  (continued from last p...

My book launches were either held in a private venue or at the open-to-the public Manila International Book Fair. In both places, I had been...

My latest chronological Bible (CSB’s Day-by-Day), the Christmas 2020 gift from son #1, is now my favorite among all my chronological Bibles....

My header, while this post is current, features the four-leaf clover, which my playmates and I would look for in our schoolyard at the begin...

With so much free time while in quarantine, I savored Hope Bearer (Lessons of Hope and Courage in times of Crisis and Change) in two straig...

Since the year 1988, when If We Hold on Together * was first performed by Diana Ross for a movie, our subclan has been repeatedly singing th...

In our home, the year 2020 was a year of minimalism—not in terms of worry and fear—but in terms of trappings of the consumer culture that ha...

Those words, said in jest by Teo, anchorman of our 76th Clan reunion on ZOOM on 1 January 2021 have never felt more right and more beautiful...

After ending our tradition of a home-cooked turkey for Christmas dinner four years ago , we thought it was gone for good.  The turkey we ord...

As soon as the coronavirus started battering humanity, a number of doctors in the country got infected and died. That pained (okay, distress...

The year just ended was tough, and that’s putting it mildly. From January, when the Taal Volcano erupted, we started staying indoors and wea...

His love has no limit, His grace has no measure His pow'r has no boundary known unto men For out of His infinite riches in Jesus He give...

One dark night over 2,000 years ago, the Savior of the world, Jesus Christ, was born in a manger.  No fanfare, no celebrations, no fancy rit...

One of the many things that fascinate me about staying home during the pandemic is the slew of creativity that I am privileged to enjoy on s...

Many columns, articles, and news items in today's newspapers (yes, Tony and I still buy three printed dailies every single day!) speak a...

It’s that time of the year when organizations or groups plan and organize Christmas parties.  One of these groups emailed me, asking for my ...

My 14th blog anniversary has come and gone. Ooops, it slipped away unnoticed.  I just realized I missed the date: November 24, which I comme...

This was my post on my FB wall a few days back:   “I will be in Indonesia tomorrow to talk to school children about the importance of readin...