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06/05/2026

Psalm 91:1 KJV

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty🌊

27/04/2026

Not all that glitters is gold📌

26/04/2026

How can we expect to defeat a full-time devil if we are only part-time Christians?

24/04/2026

Whom shall he teach knowledge? and whom shall he make to understand doctrine? them that are weaned from the milk, and drawn from the breasts. (Isaiah 28:9 KJV)

17/04/2026

I was scratched too…

I’ve been wounded and broken.
But I don’t let it jeopardize who I am.
I kneel to heal.
That’s what I’ve always done. Always.
Because I know that nothing in this world
can truly comfort me but Him.

Sometimes…

I wish I had myself in duplicate. 😔
-So I could pour out my tears to someone
who understands me exactly the way I do with others.
-So I could ask for help without feeling like a burden.
-So I could lean on someone who carries
the same heart as mine.
-So I could share my plans,
my deepest thoughts,
my victories,
and even my failures…
-So I could have a shoulder that is truly mine to cry on.
-So I could rejoice twice as much when success comes,
and grieve half as deep when pain strikes.

But I don’t have another “me.”
And sometimes, that feels unbearably lonely.

Yet, in my emptiness… I am reminded of this beautiful truth🥰
I HAVE MY GOD.

My Everything.
My Constant.
My Anchor.

One of the greatest blessings I have
is knowing that His altar is always wide open for me
every single time I need Him. 🙌
I’ve learned how to fight silent battles
with a quiet and steady joy.

Not because I am strong but because He is.
Not just because He wants us to endure,
but because He calls us to come closer,
to kneel,
to surrender,
and to rest in His presence.

In prayer,
I find the safest place for my fragile heart.

In His Word,
I find the strength my soul longs for.

And,

in His arms, I finally understand😊
I was never meant to carry this life alone.

So yes,
I was scratched.
I was broken.
But I am also healed.
I am held.
Because my God never leaves.

And in the quiet moments when no one hears my tears,
He does.

His promises are never empty•
every word He speaks carries life and hope
which is sure thing.

Even when I can’t see the way,
He already holds my tomorrow.

Even when my heart feels weak,
His grace is enough.

And even when I feel alone,
I am never forsaken… never unloved.

Because the same hands that carried the cross
are the very hands that hold me still.

-imahinulat
P.S. The altar in the picture is the altar I’m talking about here.🙇‍♀️

15/04/2026

When the fight gets hard…

remember: prayer punches. 🙏🥊

12/03/2026

📢

25/02/2026

I have to admit something…I really like having the last word.

There’s just something satisfying about knowing I’m right,
and making sure everyone else knows it too.

If I remember a conversation clearly and someone else doesn’t,
it can be hard for me to let it go.
I’ll replay the details. I’ll explain it again. I’ll defend my version. And if I’m honest, sometimes I push a little harder than I should.

The other person usually just wants to move on, but people who love being right don’t like moving on.
That feels like losing bruhhhh!!!
And that’s where it gets uncomfortable…

…but we must remember this: Anybody loves a quarrel loves sin.
Ouch!

He that covereth a transgression seeketh love;
but he that repeateth a matter separateth very friends
Proverbs 17:9 KJV

It doesn’t say, “Whoever sometimes argues.” It says whoever loves a quarrel.

That forces me to ask myself a hard question: Do I actually enjoy the back-and-forth? Do I enjoy proving my point? Do I enjoy winning?
If I’m honest, sometimes I do. But Scripture reframes it completely. When I crave the argument; when I look for the opportunity to prove myself; I’m not just defending truth. I MIGHT BE FEEDING PRIDE. I might be choosing ego over peace. And that’s not something I want to nurture [ in my heart]. The tricky part is that [ what feels like a strength ] can quietly become A WEAKNESS.

Maybe I have a good memory. Maybe I communicate clearly. Maybe I care about accuracy. Those are good things. But when I mix those strengths with pride, they turn into weapons instead of tools.
*Being right isn’t the problem. Loving the fight is.
So now I’m trying to pause when I feel that urge rising; that internal push to correct, clarify, and close the conversation with my final word. I’m learning to ask myself:

1. Am I trying to help, or am I trying to win?
2. Is this about truth, or is this about pride?
3. Will this build peace, or just prove a point?

Sometimes the most mature thing I can do is [ let it go ]. Not because I’m wrong. Not because truth doesn’t matter. But because my heart matters more.

I don’t want to be someone who loves quarrelling. I want to be someone who loves peace, humility, and growth.
So the next time I feel that familiar pull to argue, I hope I remember: winning the moment isn’t worth losing softness in my spirit.

Maybe the real strength isn’t having the last word.
Maybe it’s knowing when not to use it.
: )

-imahinulat

10/02/2026

❤️

05/01/2026

📍

Stop being a clown this 2026. 🤡

Blessings come to those who deserve them, so make sure you are worthy to receive what you pray for. God has a reason why sometimes we do not receive the things we have prayed for—because He can see our hidden actions and flawed intentions. God sees what we do in the dark and what we think in our minds. Remember, there is no such thing as a secret with God.

It is hard for us to ask the Lord for blessings while practicing sin in secret. How can we expect answered prayers if we are hypocritical in our prayers? As God reminds us in 1 Peter 1:16 (KJV): “Be ye holy; for I am holy.” How will the Lord fill a dirty cup with clean and good blessings?

So this year, let us make an improvement. You are not expected to be perfect, but be sincere and strive for betterment. And hopefully, may the Lord find us worthy to receive the blessings we ask for.

James 4:3 (KJV)
Ye ask, and receive not, because ye ask amiss, that ye may consume it upon your lusts.

May the Lord find us faithful.

12/12/2025

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Just wearing good manners is enough. ✅

Decent clothes with an unpleasant attitude are just like wearing Jordan shoes with smelly feet inside. Neckties cannot conceal lies, and well-groomed hair cannot conceal a dishonest mind. The manners of the man are the most priceless fragrance he can wear, greater than any expensive perfume. Remember, lavish perfumes cannot cover the negative scent of attitude.

“Palabra de honor,” which means “the word of honor,” a gentleman is true to his words and does have integrity in his actions. He is not a fictional male, but a faithful man of God; he is not flawless, but his commitments manifest in his actions, and he may have shortcomings, but his compassion reflects in his service. In a world full of deceitful men, choose to be a gentleman true to his words and commitments, telling the truth, sharing the gospel, and loving with all honesty and loyalty.

As Christ proved his love and words of promises, who, being in a form of God, made an effort to step down on earth with all humility and sacrifice Himself on the cross of Calvary to prove his love, that is an example of having a word of honor. To become a gentleman is to know Christ with your heart; being a gentleman is not a role you play, it is who you become when you have Jesus Christ in your heart.

In Tagalog, we say, “Ang tunay na maginoo ay totoo sa kaniyang salita at may Panignoong kinikilala.”

Matthew 11:29 KJV: “Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.”

Proverbs 20:5-7 KJV: “Counsel in the heart of man is like deep water; but a man of understanding will draw it out. Most men will proclaim every one his own goodness: but a faithful man who can find? The just man walketh in his integrity: his children are blessed after him.”

May the Lord Find us Faithful