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[shekeinahfaith]

Coffee With Jesus (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/269980489-coffee-with-jesus?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ShekinahWrites&wp_originator=%2B79FwSeR%2FE%2FdPN54k4ydkc1ipz3Fm%2F3Zf85VSnGLjJMI9x1jxAIgjEBrpgCYDbhAINz6L1tojAoT9r2WR7n3eiM744aSkkMIMnCl2T6VuDfVT859eFknwCU2%2FNRcd2X0 Do you want to have a deeper relationship with God? Come, taste, and see the goodness of the Lord through this book. With daily devotions, filled with reminders and verses to fulfill God's promises in your life. Join me, as we unlock the mysteries of God's heart.

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[shekinahbongco]

Can this be love?

The complicated nature of depression, suicidal ideation and anxiety make it hard for people to understand me. However, some people are patient enough to stand by me. Here’s what makes me feel loved:

When people take time to listen to me as I cry my heart out. They see raw, ugly me. In pain, in deep sorrow. No pretention. No facade. They see the monster that I’ve made myself, yet they choose to stay. They see me pushing them away, yet they still choose to encourage, love and support me in my battle. Battling with me isn’t easy. I am, in fact, a hard case. Still, these people, though tired of battling with me, choose to continually remind me of who I am in Christ. I feel their love by being here for me during my depressive episodes. 

I feel loved most when people remind me to hold on to Him. It is true, their love will fail, but His love won’t. They continually remind me that it’s not their love that can sustain me, but His, only. Their constant redirection to the true source of love make me feel loved. They help me not to depend on temporary and failing love, but they lead me to the only love that never fails. The love that heals, restores and renews. 

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[shekeinahfaith]

Do Not Fear [ I am with you ] (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/268248748-do-not-fear-i-am-with-you?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ShekinahWrites&wp_originator=4FqRj7Xqj%2FE7etjAAjDZ8pRuPzZrxFWnGqRfs9XybKKTmA3p8SORVo3H%2Bt2oPyloUvDknMwt7OBRJXqU98qZ4bkPCXygTJYXFSryOIIugYXexvErTjg%2FiwdJoeRNk91y In where a fearful teenage girl named Emma Smith encountered God most unexpectedly as she woke up to the games of her worst nightmares. Through victory and defeat, she made the greatest realization. "Hello there. I'm Tyson, your personal instructor bot. This game's gonna be tough. Make sure that you pick the best armor that is suitable for all occasions. Are you ready?"

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[shekinahbongco]

The [tug of] War.

There’s a [tug of] war in my mind. A battle of love and hate. 

The selfish and the selfless. Of comfort and discomfort. 

There’s a child, alone, rejected. 

Unwanted, even. By his mom. 

When his mom won a battle and had to leave him temporarily, I became an avenue for him to feel the love. I became an avenue for him to feel joy. Finally, a sense of family. Finally, a place he can call, “home”. 

I wanted to be this nice goody goody girl. But I just couldn’t help it. Inside me was this beast. This ugly beast whispering lies to my ears. This ugly beast ready to devour the joy left in my heart. This ugly beast who just wants to consume consume and consume. Why will I give? This child is not mine. This child is not mine. This child is not mine. 

I am the rightful heir. The only one who deserves to be loved. The only one who deserves it all. 

Not even.

This child is annoying me. This child should be gone. Why should I entertain this child? Why should I love him? He only gives me discomfort. 

Where is my comfort zone? I am too far from it. I am too far from where it is. Bring me back to the zone which keeps me secure. The zone which keeps me whole. The zone which brings me joy. 

I was singing unto Him, the creator of the universe, the One who made me whole, the one who made me pure, when He said, “Child, didn’t I adopt you too? You were supposed to be in that pit. You were rejected by most people, yet I never did. If you think this is hard, do you remember how hard i’ve worked on you? Others thought you were a hard case, but I didn’t. I loved you with an everlasting love. Let that overflow in your heart. Don’t look for your security in your comfort zone. You can find it in me and in me, alone. You may feel tired, then find your rest in me. Surrender, my child. I love you, but remember that I died for him, too. Use all the love that you have for yourself and pour it out on him. Love him as you love yourself. Focus on me. Hold on to me. I will give you strength. I love you, my daughter. Do not let go.”

Then it hit me. What a privilege. I’m not a teenage mother, yet He gave me the privilege to shape the mind of one human being. What a privilege to show the rejected, love. Love that made me whole. I remembered; I too, was rejected. Why should I reject this child? I may be hard to love yet He loved me just the same. So I should love this child too. I should love him too. 

There’s a [tug of] war in my mind. A battle of love and hate.

I let love win.

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[shekinahbongco]

Addicted to Weed

It's funny how the same thing can make me feel so alive but can make me feel dead at the same time I spend time with you and I feel so renewed, but at the same time I see myself crippling because of you Which one will I choose? You are my dilemma. Should I choose to stay with you because you make me feel so alive? Or should I choose to run away because you are the death of me? When I choose to stay with you, all my worries and fears are gone. You let me in and welcome me into your warm embrace. You make me feel so happy so secure and so loved. But there are times when I just can't stand being around you. You lead me to my death bed and you make me feel rejected. I just opened up to you a while ago. But you're now pushing me away. Or is this all in my mind? I am so frustrated right now. Should I stay, or should I go? Should I hold on, or should I let go?

Let me choose the former. Letting you go, will be my death, too.

#ShekinahThePoet #ShekinahWrites

[shekinahbongco]

Trusting The Author

It's that time of the year again. Aspiring students weep when not accepted in the university of THEIR choice. Let me share my story for you guys to be encouraged. This story is not retold for the sake of bragging and all that. When we discover how God moves, we will be amazed. I took the top four universities' entrance examination and waited for sooooo long, hoping that I could pass MY dream school, University of the Philippines, Diliman. I prayed and prayed and hoped for the best. I waited for the results to come out and well, to cut the story short, i did not pass the University of the Philippines and Ateneo. I did pass De La Salle University and University of Santo Thomas. I then entered the former. The next question that bugged our family was where in the world could we get my tuition fee. DLSU, for those of you who do not know is one of the most expensive universities in the country. Well, my mom asked me to take a scholarship exam in her work place hoping that I could, well, be a scholar. I held on to Hebrews 11:1, because I felt that I can't pass the scholarship exam. I felt so small, but I trusted God. He restored my faith and made me cling on to Him for wisdom and strength. After taking the exam, I felt really bad because I found the exam really hard. Still, given this situation, I chose to trust Him. Months passed and I was finally texted by mom saying, "YAHOO PUMASA SI SHEK SA SCHOLARSHIP EXAM". I couldn't believe what my eyes read. God is TRULY faithful. I am now a BSP scholar, a lasallian and well, by God's grace, a consistent part of the dean's list. Given all this, I do not wish to say that I am sooo amazing and all that. My point is this, if God closed a door for you, He is just directing you to the BEST place you can ever be. The verse that I held on during that time was Proverbs 3:5-6. Grab your bible and read it. May it speak life to you in this season of victory and defeat. Remember, God is the author of your life. He is responsible for all the plot twists and turns. Learn to trust Him. The only thing that you can do when you look back is to worship Him because of His love and grace. God bless you. :)

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[shekinahbongco]

To Those Who Can't Wait

"I wanna be a tween said the kid,

I wanna be a teen said the tween,

I wanna go to grade school said the pre-schooler,

I wanna go to high school said the grade schooler,

I wanna go to college said the high schooler,

I wanna work and earn said the college student,

I wanna have a boyfriend said the single lady,

I wanna have kids said the newly engaged wife,

I wanna be old and enjoy my retirement money said the long time employee,

I wanna be in college again said the long time employee,

I wanna be in high school again said the college student,

I wanna be in grade school again, said the high school student,

I wanna be in pre-school again said the grade school student.

I wanna be a tween again said the teen, 

I wanna be a kid again, said the tween."

It's funny how we wish to be in a particular season of life and how we don't appreciate the beauty of the present. The beauty of your current season. Today. Now.

       I used to say those "I wanna bes", but it is only now when I realize that I haven't lived my life fully because of my desire to be someone else and somewhere else. I am currently a college student and I've been having these bugging thoughts on my mind. Some of them are hilarious such as "I want to be in a relationship... NOW!!!". Another would be my desire of earning money due to the fact that I turned eighteen meaning I can already (well, legally) earn. I don't want to be a freeloader in the family. But as I reflect and ponder on my season as a college student, there has been this realization that I must enjoy this season because I will only be in this season once and when my time's up in this season, there's no turning back.

This reminded me of several verses in the Bible which are Ecclesiastes 3:1-8. This says that, and I quote from the King James Version,

"To every thing there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war and a time of peace." 

This is a great reminder for people like me, who can't wait. People who can't wait to be promoted, people who can't wait to have a boyfriend, people who can't wait to graduate and make a living, and people who can't wait upon the Lord. It says in Ecclesiastes 3:11, that "He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.". 

If you are a person who just can't wait and is in a season of waiting just like me, enjoy every moment you have in your current season today. May we learn to put our trust in the Lord so that we will have peace and joy in our current season today. 

#ShekinahWrites #LivingAndLearning #ShekinahPonders #ShekinahReflections

[shekinahbongco]

The Thought of Dropping Out

Irrational. Loser. Out-of-her-mind. 

Those are the words that have been thrown at me by people who discover my thought of dropping out of college.. 

For me, dropping out, ain't quitting. For me, dropping out is dropping all hindrances and finally reaching out for your dream.

So why did I ever think of dropping out? Here are several reasons why.

I want to be a part of more workshops and events. This picture below is not a party. It is a picture of the Candy Fair 2014. I've skipped a lot of events because of college. I know this may be irrational, but I grow more by experiencing new things. I grow more by knowing different people, by experiencing life. Sitting on a one and a half hour class (Sometimes I don't even learn from the "lectures") make me feel stagnant and make me feel like the money spent on my education is being wasted. 

I want to go to more places and I want to think outside the box. I personally think that college makes and shapes students to be in the box and actually be a box. They train students to be the same, so that when they graduate they'd be great employees. See, I have nothing against employees. I actually love and respect them, it's just that I feel that there is a need for the next generation of leaders to step up and set their own company up, with innovations like never before. I believe in the Filipino minds! We just need to awaken them! How can we then awaken these minds if they are just boxed up? It's time for us to make our own Filipino brands, time for us to export our OWN products, time for us to finally remove our colonized mentalities. It's time for change.  This is a picture of the artworks inside the Metropolitan Museum. It costs 100 pesos. Not only will you see contemporary artworks, but you will also see the gold and pottery artifacts from the precolonial period, proving that we Filipinos are actually RICH, contrary to popular belief that we know nothing and that we are indios. This is located beside the Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas at Roxas Boulevard.

I want to experience life! I believe that college is not yet the "real deal". This is why a lot of college graduates, who were pampered in their universities, going there in comfort and in style, are shocked to experience the "real world". Yes, college may train students to for the real world, but experiencing the real world at an early age enlightens you and challenges you to create solutions to certain problems. Research may help, but for me, experiencing these things, firsthand will give you the "outside-the-box" solutions to our problems. 

What is stopping me from dropping out, you may ask. Well, simple, one, i am a scholar, so my parents don't spend money for my education. Two, my parents don't like the idea. And because I do honor them, I want to obey them. Last but not the least, I believe that this is still my season to study and if dropping out won't glorify God and won't protect my testimony, then I'd follow the road to greatness. Follow Him and finish this battle called, college.

P.S. The challenge then lies to our Universities and Colleges 

Disclaimer: All of these are opinions based from what I currently see in our system and based from other factors that I could not mention. This is highly subjective and personal and it does not persuade anyone to drop out of college. These are just personal reasons that the author would like to confess and share to the public.

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[shekinahbongco]

Mind-Blown

On a typical day, given a typical and ordinary activity, nerdy little Shekinah would blabber about what she knows in a subject. 

Why? This is simple. Excellence. 

On this particular day, we were asked to do an activity and this is what my classmate told me...

C: You're overthinking...

And all of them were like.. "Chill"..

I thought that they were ganging up on me.. Well, the cycle begins.. Tears start to well up in my eyes.. But I tried my best not to. Then crept in the suicidal thoughts, the longing for myself to vanish so that I won't be hurt again. 

Surprisingly, after talking to some of my classmates on my next class, my thoughts have changed. Even though I try to worry about what others think of me, I suddenly felt like I don't care anymore.. That, I'm too tired of caring. I mean, who am I kidding? Why worry about what other people say, when it's only God that matters and when there are actual people who care about me. I believe that this mind-blowing thing that happened to me today is an effect of my personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Without Him, I would not have the strength to move on and just live. 

I want to end this short article by saying that having a personal relationship with Jesus is important, because He is truly the only one that gives you joy and PEACE. Glory glory to the PRINCE OF PEACE!!!

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[shekinahbongco]

Cause that thursday afternoon…. Is just a blur to me and you.

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[shekinahbongco]

You know what sucks? Letting you do the things that you do, thinking that I am special, that i am loved. Knowing that you do this for others as well, kills me softy, baby.

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[shekinahbongco]

I think, i’m falling for you. I must be sick.

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[shekinahbongco]

And yet again, i’m all alone. Left to myself. In that corner, with tears rolling down my already messed up face.

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[shekinahbongco]

Somebody please buy me cacti, a Macbook Air, Vinyls, a pastel pink typewriter and many cute vintage things.

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