BREAKTHROUGH: A JOURNEY TO REMEMBER (Part 2)

28 As they came near the village to which they were going, he walked ahead as if he were going on. 29 But they urged him strongly, saying, “Stay with us, because it is almost evening and the day is now nearly over.” So he went in to stay with them. 30 When he was at the table with them, he took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. 31 Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him; and he vanished from their sight. 32 They said to each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us[a] while he was talking to us on the road, while he was opening the scriptures to us?” 33 That same hour they got up and returned to Jerusalem; and they found the eleven and their companions gathered together. 34 They were saying, “The Lord has risen indeed, and he has appeared to Simon!” 35 Then they told what had happened on the road, and how he had been made known to them in the breaking of the bread.

The part of another Breakthrough story,

I was the part of the Music Ministry as a vocalist, even though I had so much time to practice and do it my best for Him. Together with my brothers and sisters, I felt so welcomed and they motivated me every time when I had some problems, lapses and ups and downs. They treated me not as a friend but as a family. Better to felt me like that.

Youtube vlog link:

Breakthrough: A Journey to Remember (Mga ganaps, practice and funny moments)

THIS IS OUR BREAKTHROUGH: A JOURNEY TO REMEMBER

The final practice and rehearsal

Amazing Grace

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

credits to the photo owner: @gwynbriones_

"The soul of the one who serves God always swims in joy, always keeps holiday, and is always in the mood for singing."

- St. John of the Cross

credits to the owner: Mark Klyn Cortez

So let fear show the frail!

Still we'll walk this road.

Where hope leads the way.

We behave like a family.

We behave like sibs too and friends. As children do.

- Kuya Bimbo Yerro

You were not where you were supposed to be but God met you exactly where you are. He is always going to be your breakthrough.
― Letters of Solana

A lot of circumstances that I've been through but this realization could make me feel better. Despite amidst of respective matters and exerted efforts. I'm really grateful to Him to use me as an instrument and talents that He given to. I could never imagine to sing on the stage to lead the worship nor the performer. He created us to be instruments with ability to sing and make music. Thank you Lord for allowing us to experience the fullness of love. My heart is full and it was the sweetest breakthrough.

For that may God be Praised!!!

BREAKTHROUGH: A JOURNEY TO REMEMBER (Part 1)

This is my Breakthrough story,

Before the Praise Concert happened, each one of us has a different story. Struggles, lapses, grateful moments, and our faith.

My family had a huge struggle, little did I know when my Dad diagnosed a pulmonary mass (adenocarcinoma). When he was working on abroad, he wanted to be diagnosed it at the time because of his roughing cough and difficult to breathe. He tried to diagnosed every part of his body and it was negative result. So, my dad came back to the Philippines just for sure what he’s in condition. After a few weeks, my Mom and Dad went to the hospital diagnosing the biopsy. After few days, my Dad was hospitalized and he was in a critical condition. I prayed a lot and hope that he was ok but it was not.

July 25, 2019.

I went to Davao Doctors Hospital with Tito and Tita. I got the biopsy result and it was too late that he diagnosed a lung cancer stage 4 (adenocarcinoma). I was so shocked and we went to the restaurant through had a snack. At 4:23 pm someone texted at Tito’s phone and they’re read. I was wondering what were they doing. Unfortunately, they told me “He is gone” and I was like shattered pieces of my heart. I had to accept and stay strong. My Dad passed away just an hour after got the result of biopsy. At first, I cried and I didn’t know what to do. So, I called my Mom and she answered “Ging, stay strong ta ninyo! It’s okay not to be okay pero kailangan man nato dawaton kay mao na ang will ni Lord. Wala man tay mahimo ug dili nato supakon ang will Niya.”

After few days of my father’s funeral, that’s the time my heart felt soft because my aunt told me about what my Dad’s last breath and he’s still praying until he died and he smiled. Together with relatives, friends, brothers and sisters in the community. After the internment, my family and my relatives gather each other and talking about my father’s memory with them.

Losing a parent is one of the most emotional and universal human experiences and it changes us forever.

Our family is our life, and everything else comes second as far as what's important to us. 

To be continued…