Random act of kindness.

Random act of kindness isn't really "random" for a Christian. (I think so.) Being one of the spirit's fruit, it manifests on a person with or without personal motivation who is filled by God. So maybe, it's probably more like doing kindness to random people rather than random act of kindness. I've once read that Jesus is in every person we meet. Thinking, Oh, Jesus is everywhere. There's that urge inside the heart that you should give food. Share your money. Listen to your friend's problems. Or simply to smile on an elder you just passed by. COMPASSION. You don't know what it's going to bring you :)

So my story goes like this. I am very fond of street foods. Almost all of it. And of course, my mom won't want me to eat those. So as I was implementing discipline to myself, I started shifting my addiction to adobong mani. :)) (The spicy-covered version. Hahaha.) I always buy to this specific stall. My heart was urged to help him. Yes, compassion. So as his son who is with him as he sells. I was buying P10.00 worth of my favorite adobong mani every night. He would always ask, "Ipaplastic ko pa po ba?" I would say no and smile. He'd thank me and I'll go. So I did the same routine tonight. 

Me: Pabili po nito.

V: Magkano?

Me: Ten pesos po.

V: Ah oo nga pala. Ikaw 'yung palaging bumibili namumukhaan kita.

Me: *smiles*

V: Sa'n ka ba nakatira iha?

Me: Dyan lang po sa may likuran.

V: Hindi ko na ibabalot 'to diba?

Me: Opo. 

V: Ang bait mong bata. :)

I saw him that he added more to what I bought. That's his business. That's probably all their family got. But he still gave me more than what I paid for. Thank you too, Kuya. You too have a good heart. :)

Justified.

There will be times and it's gonna happen. That voice will haunt you, telling you're unworthy, sinful, never-good-enough. You'll remember each and every sin you've done. How you've lived an unlawful life. You're gonna remember that. You'll be reminded of everything you did wrong. Yes. I still ask myself where would I be if I have never known Jesus. Because knowing Him isn't the end of trouble, nor the start of a smooth-sailing journey. There are bumps along the road. You'll stumble. You'll fall. But God was great. "When I lost my grip, You held me tight." And not just tight. It was the safest hold. When it attacks you, remember love, remember grace. Remember the cross. God wants you to live free. Remember Him. We are loved more than we know. 

God, thank You for Your grace. You're love perfected me. Thank You for everything.