Kape at Keso

Evidently, in a fast-pacing environment where most of us are trying to race with time it is nothing but a pressing issue that we have actually overlooked the things which are more valuable in life. There are too many precious little things that this generation has long forgotten. It is either because of being too engrossed with social media or because of being ungrateful of the small beautiful things that God has abundantly and freely given us. I took that photo for our photo journalism class back when I was in college. The kid is one of those homeless people who are visible around Magellan's Cross. My intention in taking that photo was not to glamorize poverty rather it was of my gladness in seeing that kid happily leaping barefooted on the church grounds. I was looking at him like he cared less of what other people are doing. He was minding his own business. To me he knew what it means to be more human. It was such a beautiful scene. You! Yes you! Well I am not pointi...

Growing up, I seldom get sick or shall we say I try to battle with sickness on my own. I hate admitting to people that I am weak. As much as possible, I have to put up a strong facade to cover up a vulnerable foundation. Whenever I get fever, colds, and cough, I normally and usually do the medication by myself. No seeking of advice from my parents, doctors, and Jesus. "I can manage." has always been my mantra. Mastering the excuse that it's just normal and it's not that critical. For the past days, my fever has been on and off. Add to it colds and cough. But just yesterday right after I heard the preaching about Jesus being The Healer, I went home and humbly told my mama that we should go to the doctor. My mama and papa were a bit surprised because it was the first time they heard me say that. Because as I've said, I don't want to admit that I'm fragile. So, it really took me courage and humility to say the words "Let's go to the doctor...