I can't thank Our God enough when I felt that this unnameable anxiety that sometimes crosses over to an anger I was trying hard to restrain has been lifted from me. For weeks, on and off, it seems the little devil was trying to tell me why won't I act on my feelings of being abused, robbed of a better life, and being maltreated by one who has been close to me, now that I have overcome my psychological hindrances and am having the best of times with my job, my wife, and my children (especially my new born kid, Ronn). Memory, or the subconscious, as Freud would have us academically believe, can be both a blessing and a nuisance.

When I could have a very wonderful memory, but because of the blockings that I have done with it connected with my unpleasant childhood experiences, some of its efficiency have been blocked as well so that simple short-term memory tasks of recalling where I placed this file, which contact person I should be talking to, or even where I placed my keys, has been riling me for a long time now that my frustration and blaming the past has created an anger that I sometimes fear already. I recall remembering whole pages in dictionaries when I was a boy. But being beaten up, embarassed before neighbors or even before a great crush of a teenage peer, seemed to have impaired it. I prayed so hard to God, oh Dear Lord, such things would have spawned murderers and abusive husbands, but not me oh My Dear Lord, not me, I have known Your Love, in tears, I've seen it so well in Your Beautiful World, so I would rather die than let You down.

When I heard this song recently, I felt so light, so carefree, that the past was so over and done with, that its dark tendrils grasping me just withered, and was blown away like ash.



It would have been a song probably by Josh Groban or Charlotte Church or even by the Gregorian Chants, but this song had been my song for my wife some ten years ago, and everytime I hear it, I just feel so infused with love for her and for everything, by chance I heard it on the radio. I would've bought a record of it but I fear that if I have it constantly in my possession it might lose its efficacy. I think God sent this to me, and since I felt such peace, profound, and my smile was so sweet people were smiling back while I was walking the sidewalks, this could not come from anybody or anything but from my Merciful God Himself.

Thank You my Dear Lord, oh thank You so much, My Your Name be glorified forever, may We sing Your Glories in Heaven, may We have hug You and glimpse You Our Divine Parent, the Most Loving Parent of All.

I offer my Son Ronn for Your Divine Plan of Helping Other People and making this world a Better Place. Please take Care of Him, keep Him free from harm and accidents, give Him good health and a loving heart. I also offer my son Francis and my daughter Jamie, for I have done so before, and please protect them, You know what's in my heart.



Praise You Oh Lord My God.

First I am thanking God for all His Marvelous Gifts, the air I breathe, the people I meet, my friends, the delicious food, for my soul, my heart, my mind, for my loved ones, for trials that tempered the man that I am now, I wouldn't change a thing, My Lord. Thou art God, all Majesty is Yours.

Right now, I am taking this occasion to thank Him from the bottom of my imperfect and easily distracted human heart for granting my prayers: that my wife will give birth to a healthy son whom I offer to God for His Divine Will on Earth and I pray that it will be serving our fellow men and making life easier for each other, He has given me a healthy and bright eyed son for us to look after and teach in loving our Lord our God and our friends! Oh God thank You!; also that My Dear Lord has cured my wife's swelling and possible infection after undergoing caesarian section. Dear Lord, praised be Your Eternal Name for my dear Life's purpose, my Wife and Son, have both come out fine after the birth.

Praise be You, Mighty God, Beautiful God, Eternal God, Loving God, Caring God, Infinitely Omniscient God, Oh God, Thou art God of All. There is no better time to feel the Presence of God than He is there to Help the Helpless as a Part of His Divine Will.

I cannot thank you enough, accept to live my imperfect life according to Your Will. Oh God, Thy Will be Done.

My Wife has named my newborn Son Ronn. I say it is a nice name for my son (I could not take my eyes off him, so full of life.)! I said to her, I have a Blogstream friend named Ron!

Right now they are doing fine, my wife already up and about, and my son is a bundle of joy. I am forever Grateful to Our God for His Great Kindness and Mercy, not only to me, but also to my friends here. May God bless You too, my friends!