Everyone talks about it. We have different expectations on how it should be. Sometimes we have disappointments because what we thought it should look like doesn’t feel that way. I feel you.
Coming from a very analytical background really closed my mind. I am also a perfectionist (I learned it is actually pride to never admit mistakes, make it a habit and there you go, perfectionism, even for areas you want to be “normal”) But nothing is too great for God to break through. He gave me friends who were open enough to see the goodness of God in my life and spoke enough to convince me I was prophetic. Continue reading →
After much thought and anticipation, I would like to post a video I made back in 2009. The video might look amateur but its my best effort back then.
One and Only You by Ian Jay Bantilan
10 Years Ago
Imagine yourself 10 years ago. Could you think back on your understanding of love? Ten years ago, I didn’t know a lot about love, but I thought I did. At this time I believed:
Being right was more important than loving other people.
I did not know how to receive love.
Romance was transactional and more about getting.
I have polarized black and white/ good or bad thinking
Caring (in hindsight) looked like for others to see.
But because I was an ok, working in one of the richest cities in the world in an architect job, not only did these not matter. I wasn’t aware I had them. Continue reading →
Imagine yourself as Superman, unstoppable, a son of Jor-el. Your dad, the brightest scientist in Krypton encased you in an alien ship and in part 1 you grew up to be powerful.
Then in part 2, 3 Kryptonians broke free from their prison and come to planet earth. They decide that their goal is to find the most painful ways to torture you and give you a hard time.
For many of us this is a real story except that in real life, the 3 super villains are invisible.
Superman Man of Steel
Enter the Game of Life “Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke?” Isaiah 58:6
I thought this passage was really for slave owners and cruel bosses. It still is but after 200 years of human rights and labor laws, there are very few slaves, count with them child abuse, battered women and abused helpers in the middle east. The abuses today are minute compared to the slaves eaten by lions and burn alive in the old days.
I saw myself with a small pail, the one we typically use in bath here in the Philippines. This morning as I listen to worship, I see so many failings in my life. As I approached the Thrown with my pail, I only desired “a little water, Lord”. As a calmed and waited, the sky ripped open. Floods or rains washed over my world. I never saw so much water in my life.
So I threw my pail as the formerly dry ground around my valley soaked up the rain. As the ground became so wet, spontaneous shouts of joy and celebration fill in with people from all over earth. They were dacing and partying like crazy. Some playing in the presence of the Father. I saw some blacks and caucasians running around. It felt like an infinitely huge swimming pool.
The water speaks of the love of God – mercy goodness and kindness flowing from the heart of God. Head knowledge of God’s goodness never did me good. I never knew that deep in my heart I still believed good is just nice. He can’t be this loving awesome.
Soon the whole wide region flooded with God’s goodness. As I looked farther away, some patches of dry ground remain. And there was this huge dam that stops the flow to many areas. This dam is legalism and religion. It deprives the land and community of God’s love. Jesus said that “The Kingdom of God is within you.” Luke 17:21. Jesus opened the doorway to that dimension. Jesus is our key.
Then as I saw this huge dam, it got filled in and started to overflow. The love of God got through and those who felt far away were touched and transformed by the Love of God.
I open my laptop’s media player to hear some bad-ass tunes. Then the music played
Oh thinkin’ about all our younger years There was only you and me We were young and wild and free
Now nothin’ can take you away from me We’ve been down that road before But that’s over now You keep me comin’ back for more
Baby, you’re all that I want When you’re lyin’ here in my arms I’m findin’ it hard to believe We’re in heaven . . .
I listened.
Suddenly it brought me to another world. I felt a whole love story unveil again.
One that was there all along.
I didn’t know where the story came. It passed my mind as my “podcast mentors” visualize what they want in their life. The story of Pygmalion.
Pygmalion
In summary, Pygmalion was a talented Greek sculptor from Cyprus. He was frustrated by women so he dedicated himself to his work. He endeavored to create the perfect woman of his dreams. He named the beautiful work Galatea. Continue reading →
When I was 12 years old, I had this rival in my territory (basically a 446 sq.m. house and lot). I could rule my mom and dad’s land except. . .
except. . .
Rooster attacks a little kid
. . . at the far end of the garden (of dirt, banana and ipil ipil trees) lived “The Great Rooster”. Many times my nannies thanked him because he strikes fear so ‘I do not go out and play at my friend’s house. The Rooster would flex its chest over my own territory. When I reclaim my place, he would power-peck and flying-scratch everyone who challenges him, especially me. This rooster also had some “chicks” and would lay very large eggs – double and sometimes triple yolk. Those would be our breakfast. I would hold aluminum “swords” – scraps from broken windows to challenge his authority. Continue reading →
“I am the Lord, there is no other. I say to the mountains be thrown to the sea. I calm the storms and cause lightning to flash the skies. I am your Creator, the Ancient of Days. I created you in your mother’s womb.
