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If I'll Have That One Moment with Bro. Eli and Kuya Daniel

I remember the moment distinctly when Bro. Eli Soriano, whom I have accustomed to seeing in person weekly in our Thanksgiving service, said during a call that he couldn't go back to the Philippines, and he didn't know when either.

Our enemies in faith and in the government back then succeeded in filing unbelievable charges against him in court, ultimately forcing him to leave the country.

During the closing prayer, the whole Ang Dating Daan Convention Center sounded as if hordes of bees buzzed together simultaneously. The old stage, where we offered our songs of praise to God, resounded with sobs. I was fond of sitting by the stairs of the stage just so I could listen more intently and closely to the man whom I have heard things about the Lord and the Bible of which I will fail time and time againto try and find human words to describe.

I remember jotting down on my notes the title of the topic we studied, whether on that same Thanksgiving or the following I'm not sure. But c…
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Five Seasons On, UNTV Cup Remains What It Always Has Been

From the idea that baranggays (villages) can team up to play basketball and help underprivileged youths secure their futures with full scholarship grants, UNTV Cup has materialized into a much wider undertaking — one that is most certainly, a league of its own.

Season 1 kicked off with just seven departments of the Philippinegovernment. Now, 13 teams of public servants take it out against each other not just in the name of sportmanship, but of care for their respective chosen beneficiaries. 

Indeed, the winning teams may bag the titles, but its their charitable institutions that bring home the prizes. And millions at that.

What started as over ₱1M in tax-free donationsnow sum up to nearly

Ang Dating Daan: 36 Years of Keeping Millennia-Old Conversations of Faith Alive

Subali’t kapag nalagot
hiningang lubhang marupok ng katawan mong mairog,
ang araw mo’y matatapos
ang iiral ay ang sa Diyos

(But when the very fragile breath of your beloved body is no more,
your days will end, and God’s will begin.)

At one time or another, we need to talk about God.

Thankfully, ithas been one of the echoing themes, advocacies of the program Ang Dating Daan or The Old Path.

Nang Isang Hapon Sa Aking Buhay

Nang isang hapon sa aking buhay
Sa pagkahimbing, nagising na tunay
Kaluluwang dati’y sa layaw ay patay
Sa katwira’y bumangon, nagkaro’n ng saysay

Ito’y nagsimula nang isang hapon din
Nang ako’y ayain sa isang panuorin
Upang tignan, usisain, kilatisin
Isang mangangaral na bago sa paningin

Nang ang telebisyon ay sadyang binuksan
Iba’t-ibang mangangaral aming tinunghayan
Sa kaisipang makinig, sila ay subukan
Nguni’t ‘di nagtagal, iba’y dagling nilisan

‘Pagka’t ano ngang buti aming mapapala
Kung sarili’t-sariling turo lang ang pangaral nila
‘Di ba’t madaming tao na ang nagsalita
Aanhin namin kung ‘di Dios ang nagwika

Kaya’t talapihitan ng telebisyon muli naming ipinihit
At sa mangangaral na yao’y nagpasimulang makinig
Dangan nga lamang dahil sa aking pagkagalit
Dumoon sa isang sulok, humiga at pumikit

Sapagka’t siya’y tila naging dahilan ng aming pagtatalo
Ng tungkol sa relihiyon ng aking mahal na tito
At minsan isang hapon, sa kadugo’y nagalit na totoo
Dahil sa pangaral niyang turong Bibiliko

Gayon man sa hapon…

A Certain Thing I'm Thankful For

It’s hard writing how much Bro. Eli Soriano means to me.

It will be his 50th birthday in the spirit come April 7 this year. And fathoming feelings of love and gratitude for a person as special as he is is never easy.

Most certainly, such depths of emotion do not stem from fanaticism as some may easily and soullessly accuse me of. For if some take a great deal of joy hearing their religious leader greet them in their own tongue once in a while, how much more others whose preacher untiringly answers their scriptural queries and solves their spiritual problems, for free might I add?

Nevertheless, this humble piece of writing is not one of contention, but of celebration. And as mentioned, of love and gratitude to a Filipino, a preacher, a leader like Bro. Eli Soriano.

Where It All Began

Thirteen years ago, my uncle brought me to this “magical” place called “Convention Center” in Apalit, Pampanga. In my head, it was the only term I could find to describe a place where people are fed for free, w…

Thanksgiving Roots And Fruits, In Summer And For All Seasons

One thing I'm giving thanks for? Knowing how to do it right.
♫ I know I had a wicked childhood, I know I had a miserable youth ♫
In the busy life of kids at school, summer time gives chance for reflection, introspection, and even reinvention. (Maybe at least during our time when mobile gadgets referred to items that only the armed forces or James Bond could get their hands on.)
And being the "home-buddy" that I was, summer breaks from school became just that.
Even as a child, we were taught at an early age about God. I've wondered about Paradise, and the question of whether there would be a sea there that I could explore or a sky where I could soar already played in my mind since I was a kid.
But I was really disobedient and disrespectful to my parents at times. I cannot recall how many times I've made my mother and grandmother shout my name in piercing pitch and volume.
Growing up, I guess I generally didn't know how to fit in so I often went straight back ho…