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You reap what you sow

May 24, 2013 3 comments

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“Good morning!” said a woman, as she walked up to the man sitting on the ground.

This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life.

Her coat was new. She looked like she had never missed a meal in her life.

His first thought was that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others had done before.. “Leave me alone,” he growled….

To his amazement, the woman continued standing.

She was smiling — her even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“No,” he answered sarcastically. “I’ve just come from dining with the president. Now go away.”

The woman’s smile became even broader. Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.

“What are you doing, lady?” the man asked angrily, I said to leave me alone.”

Just then a policeman came up. “Is there any problem, ma’am?” he asked.
“No problem here, officer,” the woman answered. “I’m just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you help me?”

The officer scratched his head. “That’s old Jack. He’s been a fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?”

“See that cafeteria over there?” she asked. “I’m going to get him something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile.”

“Are you crazy, lady?” the homeless man resisted. “I don’t want to go in there!”Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up. “Let me go, officer. I didn’t do anything.”

” This is a good deal for you, Jack” the officer answered. “Don’t blow it.”

Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner. It was the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived.

The manager strode across the cafeteria and stood by his table. “What’s going on here, officer?” he asked. “What is all this, is this man in trouble?”

“This lady brought this man in here to be fed,” the policeman answered.

“Not in here!” the manager replied angrily. “Having a person like that here is bad for business..”

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. “See, lady. I told you so. Now if you’ll let me go. I didn’t want to come here in the first place.”

The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled. “Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?”

“Of course I am,” the manager answered impatiently. “They hold their weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms.”

“And do you make a godly amount of money providing food at these weekly meetings?”

“What business is that of yours?”

I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company.”

“Oh.”

The woman smiled again. “I thought that might make a difference.” She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. “Would you like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?”

“No thanks, ma’am,” the officer replied. “I’m on duty.”

“Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?”

“Yes, maam. That would be very nice.”

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel, “I’ll get your coffee for you right away, officer.”

The officer watched him walk away. “You certainly put him in his place,” he said.

“That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this.”

She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest. She stared at him intently. “Jack, do you remember me?”

Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes. “I think so — I mean you do look familiar.”

“I’m a little older perhaps,” she said. “Maybe I’ve even filled out more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry.”

“Ma’am?” the officer said questioningly. He couldn’t believe that such a magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.

“I was just out of college,” the woman began. “I had come to the city looking for a job, but I couldn’t find anything. Finally I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment. I walked the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat.”

Jack lit up with a smile. “Now I remember,” he said.. “I was behind the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to eat. I said that it was against company policy.”

“I know,” the woman continued. “Then you made me the biggest roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into trouble. Then, when I looked over and saw you put the price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that everything would be all right.”
“So you started your own business?” Old Jack said.

“I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I started my own business that, with the help of God, prospered.” She opened her purse and pulled out a business card. “When you are finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons. He’s the personnel director of my company. I’ll go talk to him now and I’m certain he’ll find something for you to do around the office.” She smiled. “I think he might even find the funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on your feet. If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you.”

There were tears in the old man’s eyes. “How can I ever thank you?” he said.
“Don’t thank me,” the woman answered. “To God goes the glory. Thank God. He led me to you.”

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before going their separate ways.

“Thank you for all your help, officer,” she said.

“On the contrary, Ms. Eddy,” he answered. “Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget. And, and thank you for the coffee.”

God is going to shift things around for you today and let things work in your favor.

If you believe, send it. If you don’t believe, delete it.

God closes doors no man can open and God opens doors no man can close. If you need God to open some doors for you, send this on.

Have a blessed day and remember to be a blessing.

LIVE WELL, LOVE MUCH, LAUGH OFTEN!

Manila: ‘Gates of Hell’ according to Dan Brown

May 23, 2013 7 comments

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It’s more fun in the Philippines!” our Department of Tourism’s slogan.  Definitely a very successful campaign that even went viral with the help of millions of Filipinos worldwide.

For Dr. Sienna Brooks, the heroine in bestselling-author Dan Brown’s “Inferno,” part of a series of books on the adventures of art historian and Harvard symbology professor Robert Langdon, the country certainly offered more — but it definitely not fun.

To those who don’t have the book yet and wish to read it for themselves please stop here.

Here’s how the book depicts Manila.

Dr. Sienna Brooks, a fictional character in the novel, visited the Philippines for a humanitarian mission. Initially, she thought that the country is a “wonderland of geological beauty, with vibrant seabeds and dazzling plains.”

Upon her arrival, Brooks did “gape in horror” because “she had never seen poverty on this scale.” There were “six-hour traffic jams, suffocating pollution, horrifying sex trade.”

Involved in prostitution in Manila, the book states, were young children, “many of whom had been sold to pimps by parents who took solace in knowing that at least their children would be fed.”

“All around her, she could see humanity overrun by its primal instinct for survival…when they face desperation…human beings become animals,” it read.

MMDA Chairman Francis Tolentino sent an open letter to Dan Brown (who according to sources has never been to the Philippines) and his publisher and the letter focused on the following:

“We write to you with much concern regarding your recently published novel “Inferno” and its mention of Manila being defined by a number of terrible descriptions of poverty, and pollution, among others, having suffocating pollution, and a horrifying sex trade and worse, being alluded as ‘gates of hell.'”

“While we are aware that yours is a work of fiction, we are greatly disappointed by your inaccurate portrayal of our beloved metropolis. We are displeased of how you have used Manila as a venue and source of a character’s breakdown and trauma, much more her disillusionment in humanity.”

“Our faith in God binds us as a nation and we believe that Manila citizens are more than capable of exemplifying good character and compassion towards each other, something that your novel has failed to acknowledge. Truly, our place is an entry to heaven,” Tolentino said.

“We hope that this letter enlightens you and may guide you the next time you cite Manila in any of your works.”

Tolentino defended Metro Manila is being a “center of Filipino spirit, faith and hope.”

Here are my thoughts on the matter:

I think government officials and netizens are simply “overreacting.”  The book is fiction so everything that the author says about Manila should just be taken as fictional and imaginary.

Government officials should focus on their job instead of riding this issue for publicity.  It does hurt when you hear the (near) truth coming from an outsider.  Why not just consider this as a wake up call?  Manilenos elected ERAP as their mayor and they expect changes to address their socio-economic problems in Manila so why not ask the local government of Manila to start working and do their job.

Dan Brown only used Manila and not the entire Philippines.  Yes, it is the country’s capital but remember that it does not depict the image of the country.  The Department of Tourism should just focus on promoting and developing more tourist attractions.

Lastly, if you don’t like what’s in the book then do not buy it.  Instead of criticizing the author (which is getting a lot of press because of this) and helping fuel the curiosity (that can translate to more sales), just keep in mind that it’s only but fiction.

What do you guys think?  Leave your comments below.

I Just Started a Gratitude Journal

January 23, 2013 Leave a comment

This happened over a week ago.  I was staying at my aunt’s for the weekend and guess what?  Both the Internet and cable were down!  I called AT&T and asked if they could fix it as soon as possible.  You could just imagine how hard it was… no Internet or TV for the weekend!  You should have seen my aunt’s face (hehehe!) when she found out that the tech can’t make it til Sunday.  Which means no TFC for a couple of days.  Good thing we’re scheduled to leave for Harrah’s San Diego the next morning.

So what to do when there’s nothing else to do?  I guess the next best thing to do is to run or read a book or a magazine.  And there I was, reading an old O Magazine.  While browsing through the pages an article about starting a Gratitude Journal got my attention.  Oprah goes on by saying that writing at least 5 things that you’re grateful for each day can help you appreciate the small things and life in general.  That makes sense to me!  I must admit, the past couple of months I’ve been so busy and I feel like I haven’t been thankful of the small things.  They just don’t have the same effect as they used to.

Last January 12, after reading the article I decided to start my Gratitude Journal… and I’ve done it everyday since then.  It’s nice to read my entries when I’m free or when I just want to go back and think of the small things that made me happy.  I suggest you start making one too. 🙂

 

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