<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601582137663527530</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:00:45.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not about me</title><subtitle type='html'>bourne identity</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maccaddeschem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10842878067517591327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RjwYpwT_LhI/SPQJGURZFuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8epkvcsQvug/S220/1_383782322m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601582137663527530.post-2617630729334103350</id><published>2008-10-12T23:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:53:34.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetelestai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's been weeks since I've attended "Rocknights" at JOGSGO but it's a real blessing to be there. two of my fave songs were sung,'From the Inside out'&amp;amp;'Heart of Worship'.those songs can really stimulate any calloused heart,hurt by this cruel world.even we know that when God seemed distant,He always find ways to reach us,more often than not,in things we love most. in my case,it's through music.the line "I'll bring you more than a song,for a song in itself is not what you have required...You're looking into my heart",brings me to my knees and pray.although I'm a member of our worship team,or the modern-day 'Levites',we're still subjected to man's depravity called sin.there times that i would rather choose to please people,rather than the One who put me there in the first place. that particular line of the song hit me like a storm, it's about Him that we live for,Jesus is the truth and the real essence of the meaning of life,just as Pastor Wesley shared to us this night.the reason we disobey some commands in the Bible is that we do not personally believed it.we think we are better than that,we think we deserve more than that,we fall into a pit trap of pride. But it's not.It's not about you,it's not about us.It's about Him that we live for.So if we are in search for the truth and the meaning of life,think again.Look on the rugged cross where He died for us and ponder on what He has done for us,by His strips we are healed and set free.H e is the Way,the Truth and the Life as was said in a song,that sums it up. If you grow up thinking that other things aside from Jesus is the truth and that the real meaning of life is living up on your own personal achievements and glory.then,think again.If it's not for Him,then throw it away.Life and truth is Jesus and no one can be saved and thus, come to the Father except through Him,the Heart of Worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601582137663527530-2617630729334103350?l=maccaddeschem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/feeds/2617630729334103350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601582137663527530&amp;postID=2617630729334103350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/2617630729334103350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/2617630729334103350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/2008/10/tetelestai.html' title='Tetelestai'/><author><name>maccaddeschem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10842878067517591327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RjwYpwT_LhI/SPQJGURZFuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8epkvcsQvug/S220/1_383782322m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601582137663527530.post-4033504862893708620</id><published>2008-10-12T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:54:30.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ojo Kaluguran daka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After rocking the night away,I went to the girl whom i loved to take on the responsibility-assigned-to-me-several-months-age-which-I-am-constantly-evading,to which I've finally come to senses.I finally got the chance to go to her house and talk to her after her dad cam(he's the guardia civil). i wanted to tell her how much i missed and love  her but her parents are a few feet  away from us,so it's not a good idea to talk about those things(as if naman noh,chaka!).But it's enough for me just to see her.I'm deeply sorry for what I've done these past months,i made her feel worthless.nut that's past now,and I'm looking forward to making it up to my hunhun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O Jo kaluguran daka.&lt;br /&gt;Kaluguran sobra-sobra.&lt;br /&gt;Kasara da reng mata pantunan daka&lt;br /&gt;Lawen daka angga king mate ku,&lt;br /&gt;uling ika ing lulugud kaku.&lt;br /&gt;Lawen daka O JO hanggang&lt;br /&gt;atin ka pang tau.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601582137663527530-4033504862893708620?l=maccaddeschem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/feeds/4033504862893708620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601582137663527530&amp;postID=4033504862893708620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/4033504862893708620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/4033504862893708620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Ojo Kaluguran daka'/><author><name>maccaddeschem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10842878067517591327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RjwYpwT_LhI/SPQJGURZFuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8epkvcsQvug/S220/1_383782322m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601582137663527530.post-1460362821266570082</id><published>2008-10-12T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:54:48.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli,Eli, lama sabachtani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    This Sunday was indeed a great day and a truly blessed one because the reason we live is for Him,about Him and by Him. it's been a while since i wrote on this blog et feel the same exuberance as i had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Setbacks are given to us by God to make us a better and  changed person,like  a gold refined  by fire.  earlier this day on our praise and worship,the drum set bombed even the musicians, i feel like I'm the one whose to be blamed because it's the musicians responsibility to be a conduit of His presence.but those things really happen and it's  for a reason only He can fathom,but as for me, i deeply regret the feeling of not being able to maximize my talent for Him.even the time that  me and Ferry spent,will come to naught.i should have fixed that fatal error the day before,but laziness got the better off me. I've learned my lesson and the next time, i know what will i do.but inspite of my shortcomings,i know that He's always there to pick me up when i stumble and fall.He's my light and my salvation,my Lord and my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601582137663527530-1460362821266570082?l=maccaddeschem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/feeds/1460362821266570082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601582137663527530&amp;postID=1460362821266570082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/1460362821266570082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/1460362821266570082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/2008/10/elieli-lama-sabachtani.html' title='Eli,Eli, lama sabachtani'/><author><name>maccaddeschem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10842878067517591327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RjwYpwT_LhI/SPQJGURZFuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8epkvcsQvug/S220/1_383782322m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601582137663527530.post-6120498126334055652</id><published>2008-10-02T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:43:12.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of a new begining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First and foremost, I didn't create this blog not just to speak what   my mind tells,but it is for His  greater glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       Earlier this day,after class,  I decided to visit a certain mall to check out the book that I'm craving for these past few years.un fortunately the book was nowhere to be found so i decided to cram other books instead.after that,i  decided to ate my fave TLC and then play in the arcade. As i was deeply absorbed playing, i didn't notice a chubby man,he's around middle age,whom i noticed was seated adjacent to me in the fast food(i didn't want to mention the name,they hadn't  give me the ad fee yet :D),also sat next to me in the arcade booth.I noticed that he yanks his cellfone foolishly and protruding to me as if saying'hey,i have a phone,where's yours?'(sapakin ko kaya magmumukha mo,you want?).hen i noticed that he was conveying a message that says "meryenda naman tayo" whaat!!! up to that time i didn't noticed that he's a gay.I smirked at him and continued to play as he began to babble trivial questions like,where do you live,what was your age,what the heck are you doing here and such. i realized that he's up to something when he asked if i would like to go to the cinema with him(waw anu ka sinuswerte?:D),at that instant i wanted to run because that kind of person are those the one who wants to absorb all your energy(you what i was telling :P) but  I decided not run because he might grab me with his Leviathan  hands there and do the evil deed he's planning ,so i have to think other plans.By God's perfect timing,his fone rang so i scampered away from that  irksome and horrendous place.I didn't notice that he was tailing me from behind,and my heart leapt when i heard his   eerie voice just as eve heard the Serpent's  calling.at that instant,i literally ran for my dear life and as i was running,i pictured out how Joseph must have felt when he's running away from Potiphar's wife and also those perverted homosexuals that were consumed by sulfur and fire on the Cities of the Plain. He was a bit persistent running after me so i sped up my pace faster than before.Thank God,a jeepney appeared as if sent by God himself right there waiting at the exit and the moment i hopped in, i told the driver "manong bilisan nio may nanghahabol na bak la sakin!" fortunately he complied and my day was saved.as i looked backed,i saw his  face in agony in  what supposed to be a perfect chance for him.Sorry ka ungas,may Kakampi ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        That singular experience taught me that God is in control of everything(Romans 8:28) even if we're not asking,he already knew what we need and has already prepared it for us.(notwithstanding the shame of running from a frenzied  zombie in a crowded place).I hope that that guy/gay,wherever you may be,i advise you to  have a balanced diet so you could catch up to me the next time you will see me. You're such a loser!:D                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601582137663527530-6120498126334055652?l=maccaddeschem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/feeds/6120498126334055652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601582137663527530&amp;postID=6120498126334055652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/6120498126334055652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601582137663527530/posts/default/6120498126334055652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maccaddeschem.blogspot.com/2008/10/start-of-new-begining.html' title='The start of a new begining'/><author><name>maccaddeschem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10842878067517591327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RjwYpwT_LhI/SPQJGURZFuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8epkvcsQvug/S220/1_383782322m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
