Beautiful Purple Butterfly
> A life lived before God
> Having a child-like faith, believing and trusting in God in every circumstance
> It's my silver year this 2008
> Loves: JESUS, my family, brewed coffee, chocolates, the beach, sunrise and sunsets, the clouds, cookies, the color purple and blue, butterflies
> I am: a daughter/ a sister/ a friend/ a cousin/ a teacher/ an online travel specialist/ an employee/ a bestfriend/ a roommate/ an atenean/ montessorian/ a hopeless romantic/ one man - woman/ a teammate/ Sio beh/ unica ija/ Gemini/ bio grad/ petite
> Frustrated: artist, painter, actress, singer, writer, athelete, doctor, nurse, pianist, guitarist, marine biologist
> Dreams: to travel around the world, a stable future family, a faithful and loving future hubby, 2 kids, marry someone I can be my bestfriend
> Enjoys: travelling, long rides on a bus or a car, a walk in the beach, conversations over coffee, reading books, classic music, classis stories, singing with the piano, time with my family, a kiss on the forehead, hugs, laughing, watching sunsets and sunrise, good food, fresh air, painting, crafts, teaching, book hunting, bargain shopping, green mangoes with bagoong
> mah friendster and mah email: nfortich@gmail.com
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The Bible
Sometimes an uncontrollable feeling of sadness grips us,he said.We recognize that the magic
moment of the day has passed and that we've done nothing ahout it. Life begins to conceal its
magic and its art.
We have to listen to the child we once were, the child who still exists inside us. That child
understands magic moments. We can stifle its cries, but we cannot silence its voice.
The child we once were is still there. Blessed are the children, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
If we are not reborn—if we cannot learn to look at life with the innocence and the enthusiasm of
childhood—it makes no sense to go on living.
There are many ways to commit suicide. Those who try to kill the body violate God's law. Those
who try to kill the soul also violate God's law, even though their crime is less visible to others.
We have to pay attention to what the child in our heart tells us. We should not be embarrassed by
this child. We must not allow this child to be scared because the child is alone and is almost never
heard.We must allow the child to take the reins of our lives. The child knows that each day is different
from every other day.
We have to allow it to feel loved again. We must please this child—even if this means that we act
in ways we are not used to, in ways that may seem foolish to others.
Remember that human wisdom is madness in the eyes of God. But if we listen to the child who
lives in our soul, our eyes will grow bright. If we do not lose contact with that child, we will not
lose contact with life.
You have to take risks, he said. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow
the unexpected to happen.
Every day, God gives us the sun—and also one moment in which we have the ability to change
everything that makes us unhappy. Every day, we try to pretend that we haven't perceived that
moment, that it doesn't exist—that today is the same as yesterday and will be the same as
tomorrow. But if people really pay attention to their everyday lives, they will discover that magic
moment. It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting our
front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the
thousand and one things that all seem the same to us. But that moment exists—a moment when all
the power of the stars becomes a part of us and enables us to perform miracles.
Joy is sometimes a blessing, but it is often a conquest. Our magic moment helps us to change and
sends us off in search of our dreams. Yes, we are going to suffer, we will have difficult times, and
we will experience many disappointments—but all of this is transitory; it leaves no permanent
mark. And one day we will look back with pride andfaith at the journey we have taken.
Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed
or disillusioned; perhaps she won't suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow.
But when that person looks back—and at some point everyone looks back—she will hear her
heart saying, "What have you done with the miracles that God planted in your days? What have
you done with the talents God bestowed on you? You buried yourself in a cave because you were
fearful of losing those talents. So this is your heritage: the certainty that you wasted your life"
Pitiful are the people who must realize this. Because when they are finally able to believe in
miracles, their life's magic moments will have already passed them by.