How God Sees You

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People are people. And one of our natures is being judgmental. In our culture, Filipinos love stories. Stories from the neighborhood, from our classmates, issues about that celebrity, why that friend broke up with her boyfriend, and so on. We tend to conclude what just happened and judge the other party even when we don’t even hear the story. One-sided judgment most of the time. Or let’s say, in a classroom setting, you only get to know the people you like, say, the appearance, how they talk, or if they approached you. But sure enough, you have those bubbles of thoughts saying stuff about those people who you don’t even know yet.

Judgment. Even if we would be fed by mantras about judgment, we cannot control the thoughts of people. Whether you like it or not, they would still perceive a lot of things about you, some may be wrong and some may be true.

There is one great story in the Bible which I related to this one. Have you read the story about Jesus and the woman caught in adultery (John 8:1-11)? I just love how Jesus responded to the people who were trying to reveal a sin committed by the woman and in turn, give her a punishment as set to the rule. Jesus didn’t condemn the woman, He never judged her and never looked at her the way those people did. We are all sinners, we all fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23) but God loves us despite this fact. But don’t get me wrong. Yes, God still loves us but we are not pleasing to His eyes. But through grace and through Jesus’ sacrifices on the cross, we are all forgiven. So who are we to judge if in the eyes of the Lord, we are all even?

Jesus have already set an example. We may always have a thought on someone we just met, but don’t jump into conclusions unless you deeply knew the person. And, you’re right. They would always perceive thoughts about you but the important thing is, you know your identity, you know who you really are and those thoughts will remain bubbles that would pop and won’t hurt you.


A Coffee Bean [Love] Story Finale



Oh, hi. It’s you again.

Mind if I join?


I’ve been waiting for this for quite some time already.

So it’s you?

Me what?

The one that the barista keeps on mentioning, the one who waited for me?

Uh, yeah. So he told you.

You must have waited too long.

It’s ok. It’s worth the wait. Besides, the wait is over. 


So what took you so long to drop by?

I just had a break. From coffee.

I see. So, uh, how are you?

I’m good. Been working a lot.

Working on?

A story.

Oh, that’s nice. You’ve been writing a lot, I must say.

How about you? 

Well, writing as well. And waiting for that inspiration to pass by.

Inspiration. Yeah, it’s a must for a writer. Or should I say, essential.

You’re right. It’s the most essential part of me being a writer. Having an inspiration.

So, what are you currently writing about?

Uh, actually, I’m still thinking. I waited for an inspiration to come. And now she ca. . I mean, it came.

Good for you.

Would you mind if I take a glance on what you’re currently working on?

Oh, there’s nothing much.

That must be a really good story. What is it about, anyway? If you don’t mind me asking. Maybe I could be of help.

Well, uh, just a sort of a love story.

Mind if I read?

Go ahead, Mr. J.

Jared. That’s my name.

Cali. I’m Cali.

Pleasure meeting you, Cali.

Pleasure’s mine, Jared.


This is great. Actually it has a nice plot. But do you know what could be even greater?


Writing our own love story.

So, how would you like to start our own love story?


A Coffee Bean [Love] Story Part 6

Finally! The break is over. I think I could have a minimal amount of coffee again.

So, back to your usual routine?

Yep. Into spending long hours in the coffee shop and into writing.

I knew it. You couldn’t live without it. Go on.

Of course. Writing and coffee keep me alive. Haha

I know. Enjoy the rest of your day, sweetie.

I would. Thanks, Sis!

Coffee shop.Coffee-Love

A little hot cup.

I miss this!

We sure you do. But there is also someone who miss you. Or should I say, keeps on asking about you.

Seriously? Who?

I don’t know his name, Miss. He just keeps on talking about you.

Do I know him?

Probably not. He told me you just met.

Hmm, I think I’ve got an idea. Waiting, huh?

Yes, Miss. He said he wanted to see you again.

Is he here everyday?

Mostly, Miss. Almost everyday hoping to see you again.

I see. Thanks, anyway.

Hi there. I miss writing on you. Spending hours at home just typing my story on my laptop is quite boring. I can’t get enough inspiration. I think the smell of coffee and a cozy place with an alluring music help a lot. Well, I have to stay home to avoid coffee temptation. You know what I mean. But who could possibly be this person who waits for me here in the shop? Could it be him? That person who goes by Mr. J? But now I’m back. I could see already if it’s him if he come. Bye for now, I gotta be working on the story I’m writing. Thanks, dear notebook.