You will not say no

This will be the year, just as any academic year, when you will face that mirror. That mirror has long been waiting for you to apporoach it, but for a different reason. That mirror wants you to look harder into it, wants you to penetrate every fiber harnessed so smoothly.

You know why it wants you to?

Unfortunately, the burden of proof is yours. Just as any other good neighbor would like to put it: it's your problem. Actually, finding encrypted messages within ourselves is an example of what some would gladly call: a very good problem.

As to how problems can be a good thing, it becomes a matter of perspective. Perspective, attitude, motivation...pick your poison. When you face that mirror you will ponder and at a time you will feel fear. You will tremble in the knowledge that the task ahead is seemingly too hard to bear. You will feel the lines emerge like canyons, marking your face as you grow older by the day.

Everyone ages, everyone will see the dust, will be the dust rather.

But why tremble? Why waste time putting scars in your face? Why be so troubled?

Having marks of age is not at all a bad thing. The mirror would be glad that you recognized that it is not the make-up or any artificial agent or substance that made you shine back then a year ago, or when you were that cute little angel clutched in your father's arms, but your aging vis-a-vis your maturing.

Maturity, mere aging, or pointless growth...pick your poison.

Loving now, losing later or delayed gratification now reap love harder later...pick your poison.

That mirror would have you walking on all fours because it wants you to pick a tougher poison...seek the better antidote. It does not take pleasure in the mere beauty of the superficial but the timeless refinement of the soul.

This year, as clouds gather to create that perfect storm, look to that mirror and bow down to your God.

I believe that there are kinds of faith---one for example is historical faith---believing what happened in the past did happen in the past.

Then there is extraordinary faith...faith in something unknown, unseen, but existing.

I believe it is an insult to say that men who died believing in God's will died for no reason or no God. In fact, it is mockery to that sayer for who is he to justify the wonders of how men feel.

Take note, reality is not something we say is real...no there is higher reality.

Higher reality is not that giving as well. But somehow let me ask, do we dig our PURPOSE?

Purpose is not what you neccesarily like to do, it is not something that always rewards you, it is not something that makes you please many.

We always want to please others, and in doing so, we more often than not sacrifice our purpose.

Let me remind you readers that PURPOSE is not ambition ot what you want to perceive is your reality in the future. PURPOSE is your mission, what life has given you, and what you must answer. A lot have failed to attend to this need and have eventually failed in life...sad thing.

To quote Mr. Walsch, chief of General Electric on what qualities in an employee he would take as desirable. YOu may want to take note of this: 4 Es and 1 P...

1.) the positive energy to do ones work without question and without complaints
2.) the energy that makes other people around him seemingly want to work for the impossible. And yes, impossible is just a word for the weak realist.
3.) the edge and courage to make tough decisions
4.) execution; abitlity to get the job done

and 5.) PASSION...no more, no less.

This semester, let us crawl in faith. Let us believe in a reality we can realize. Pre-destination is unfair. Faith to assure that destination, sounds better, more romantic.

When that mirror gives way to the breaking of time, what will you say?

Say this: That I did not say no to a good challenge. That I believed in a higher order of things. That I knew I would get there...and I was humble enough to say that I could not get there alone.

And at least, though tough it is to find your purpose, you made that choice to find it.