The Society of Honor: the Philippines

Coron12 Coron at sunset [Photo credit: Nandor Studio] The Society of Honor has picked up a lot of new followers thanks to President Aquino’s mention of Joe America during his SONA speech, and thanks to the discussion that followed, and mentions by notables such as Buddy Gomez III. Given that some may wish to “brief up” on the work done here, and 800 blogs is a little much to wade through, I thought I’d list the most popular blogs, the wide readership suggesting they resonate in some way with well-read Filipinos.

Why I Respect President Aquino  The title explains what the blog is about. This is by far Joe’s most popular article.

Why Mayor Estrada Is Wrong on Hong Kong This article set a Society record of over 65,000 reads in one day. It makes clear that it is wrong for the Philippines to “move to the back of the bus”…

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A doctor declared the dire news. “You have rabies.” Immediately the patient whipped out a notepad and began to write.

Thinking the patient was writing out his will, the doctor said,”Calm down! It doesn’t mean you’re going to die,”I know,” said the patient. ” I’m just writing a list of people I’m going to bite! ”

Sounds like someone I know!

At a picnic ground, a lady approached me and said, “I read your book.” I smiled politely and asked “Did you like it?

She replied, “You shouldn’t waste your time writing stuff like that. You should write about things relevant like social and political issues.”

I was stunned, I do remember veering from her slowly, reaching our picnic table, I sat and practiced making saliva froth in my mouth. Daaaam, I wish I had a rabies!

That evening, instead of saying evening prayers, I brooded over the lady’s comment. I played with it in my mind like a yoyo– up-down, up-down, angry-discouraged,angry-discouraged. I flipped to a verse in Revelation that I had highlighted years back.

Revelation 9:5 reads: They were told not to kill them but to torture them for five months with agony like the pain of scorpion stings.

There you go ! God’s rhema-

His personal instruction for me.Problem is, scorpion stings won’t be easy to come by so rabbies is better.

Showcased here is how I respond to critisim. I have the gall to take a verse out of context and use it to suit me. My response to criticism shows how haughty I am. Wanting to bite back exposes my pride.Wanting to have rabbies in my bite puts me in another level!It’s called vile.

Why take offense ? So she doesn’t like the stuff I write.So buying my book was a waste. I ought to be able to take it at that. That’s her opinion. I can’t do much about that.

I quit saliva-frothing and prayed. I couldn’t bring myself to ask God to bless her (give me a little time, ok?) but I asked Him to forgive me.

Just the other day, as I waited in line at the bank, a lady approached me and said, “Your book keeps me believing that God is in control of my life. Thank you.” We clasped hands and did a heartfelt chick-to-chick…Later, the teller told me that this woman was battling with cancer.

Figure that out for me. One says my writing stinks. Another says my writing keeps her believing.Anyway, that second remark caused me to start writing again.

The Society of Honor: the Philippines

Roxas01We have been snookered by the tabloids once again. The sensationalist rags have relentlessly portrayed Mar Roxas as a goof, a man directing traffic in the rain or hauling bags of rice for the camera or doing a nose dive into the mud from a motorbike. A man totally out of the loop on the planning of a police operation in Mamasapano.

We fell for it. We were the gullible in a land of manipulators. We were fools for the skilled and self-serving game-players at the editorial desks of the nation’s tabloid newspapers. And for the talking heads preening before the cameras snickering their private jokes that we commoners can’t get. Peacocks in Armani suits.

Ha, yes. And a bejeweled lady not exactly dressed in a rice sack.


The 67 deaths at the Battle of Mamasapano were tragic. Well, one was not. His was worth celebrating. But any war waged…

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Love that cannot be fathomed;

A Life  that can never die;

A righteousness that Featured imagecan never be tarnished;

A peace that can never be understood;

A rest that can never be disturbed;

A joy that can never be diminished;

A hope that can never be disappointed;

A glory that can never be clouded;

A light that can   never be darkened;

A happiness that can never be interrupted;

A strength that can never be enfeebled;

A purity that can never be defiled;

A beauty that can never be marred;

A wisdom that can never be baffled;

Resources that can never be exhausted.

I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be

A pleasant road ;

I do not ask for that thou wouldst take from me

Aught of its load;

I do not ask that flowers should always spring

Beneath my feet;

I know too well the poison and the sting

Of things too sweet.

For one thing only, Lord, I plead,

Lead me aright

Though strength should falter.

And though heart should bleed

Through Peace to Light.

I do not ask, Oh Lord, that

Thou should shed

Full radiance here;

Give but a ray of peace,

That I mat tread

Without a fear.

grocery-shopping-trqusLouise Redden, as poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on his face, walked into a grocery store/ She approached the owner of that store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charged a few groceries/ She explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work. they had seven children and they needed food.

John Longhouse, the grocer scoffed at her and requested that she leave the store at once. Visualizing the family needs, she said; ‘Please, Sir, I will bring you the money just as soon as I can’ John told her he could not give her credit, since she did not have a charge account at his store. Standing beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation between the two. The customer walked forward and told the grocer that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family.

The grocer said in a very reluctant voice, “Do you have a grocery list? Luise replied, “Yes Sir” “O,K,., he said, “put your grocery list on the scaled and whatever your grocery lists weighs, I will give that amount in groceries,” Loise hesitated a moment with a bowed head. she reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.

The eyes of the grocer and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down. The grocer staring at the scales,turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly. “I can’t believe it”. The customer smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales. The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until, the scales would hold no more. The grocer stood there in utter disgust.

Finally,he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and look at with greater amazement. It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer which said, ‘Dear Lord,you know my needs and I am leaving this into your hands’.

The grocer gave her the groceries that he had gathered and stood in stunned silence. Louise thanked him and left the store. The other customer said. ‘It was worth every penny of it. Only God knows how much a prayer weighs.

Capsules of Wisdom

Your Good is Here. Accept it!

Your joy is near, Embrace it!

Your power is within.Harness it!

Your Victory is is now  claim it!

Your faith is mighty. Use it! Your love is great.Give it!

Your song is beautiful. Sing it!

Your spirit is divine. Free it! Your prosperity is good. Receive it!

Your abundance is overflowing. Share it!

Your problem is purposeful Solve it!

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God’s Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, ‘Put all your sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys in the gold.’

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black,
I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,
‘I wonder where my sorrows could be!’
He smiled a gentle smile and said,
‘My child, they’re all here with me..’

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?
‘My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go’

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