31
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
Do not pursue spectacular deeds. What matters is the gift of your self, the degree of love that you put into each one of your actions.
When someone tells me that what the sisters do is irrelevant, that they limit themselves to things that are little less than ordinary, I reply that even if they helped [...]
30
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
Who can comprehend the mystery of love? Love is more than joy, more than feelings, more than thought, more than we can ever imagine, much more than we can ever desire and be thankful for!
29
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
Last night, my good friend asked me one of the most difficult subjects I can ever reflect upon. She asked me if I could ponder on the relevance of justice and love.
In my mind, it would’ve been easier had she asked about love and mercy, or love and grace, or love and forgiveness. But love [...]
24
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
Why does it seem so hard
to be loved
to be accepted
for who you really are?
I am sad
I am lonely
I am misunderstood
Maybe times like these
only the man in the cross
can fathom my tears
and honor them
as though coming
from a sacred fountain
both sorrowful
and divine.
16
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
Much had been said already urging us to discover our desires, pursue our interests, nourish our gifts, follow the passions God has given us. Find your flow - that is the way to succeed and live a fulfilling life. We then have a pretty picture in our minds of that day when we need [...]
16
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
I had a rather scary experience today, really shook my nerves and drained my already thin layer of energy that resulted from burnout at work.
Yeah, had been robbed at the very start of the day, my mobile phone which I only had for three months lost in an instant. Worse, to be scared of nearing [...]
16
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
The rain is pouring
The sky is dark
There’ll be no hills to climb today
There’ll be no seas to cross
But I’ll sip my coffee
and I will be cozy
and enjoy the cool wind
blowing by
meanwhile.
The land is plowed
The seeds are planted
Yet harvest time has not arrived
But I’ll watch the sunset
and my fields of gold
and I’ll take
a sweet little nap
meanwhile.
Yea [...]
07
Aug
Posted by: Jocelyn Soriano
The basic thing about love is this: when you don’t have to, but you want to nevertheless.