Anniversary Greetings!


Yesterday, I made a comment on a picture on Facebook. Nancy & Glenn Elwood, our dear friends from Kentucky were celebrating their anniversary and this is what I wrote on Nancy’s timeline:

“Stay sweet, stay strong.

The road ahead is long.

Trust the Lord all along.” 

This dedication has triggered an avalanche of words about anniversary greetings. I was simply inspired to write especially that my wife and I just celebrated our 33 years anniversary.

 I sat down and penned the following greetings in half an hour. Please feel free to use them. I’ll be honored if you do. I simply request that you don’t forget to acknowledge the author…your friend Gil Valenzuela.

A wife to her husband :

“I loved you and I love you still,

even if your hair becomes grey and thin.

Or nothing there is left but the shiny skin.”

A  husband to his wife

“Through the years your eyes still glow.The sparks really show.Your beauty within and without are your best assets, I fell about.I love you Dear!”

 

Husband and wife  to each other

“Yesterday it’s just you and me. We’re happy as can be. 

Today, it’s us, our kids and grandkids!Look how many now are we! 

Tomorrow,We may not be around. But gee! we’ve contributed some good to humankind!”

From a family member or a friend to the couple celebrating their anniversary.

“Your life together glows like a candle in the dark. Leaving in our hearts a very special mark.Your marriage is a champion that deserves every couple’s emulation”.

From a husband to his wife and vice versa

“As the years go bymy love for you is sky high.I still have the cloud-nine experience as we kiss and hold hands!”

From a husband to his wife

Through  the years, I thought I knew you enough.

Yet I still discover a diamond on the rough.You never cease to amaze mewith your graceful, wonderful act of  

kindness,

tenderness, 

silliness,

and 

loveliness. 

I won’t stop loving and discovering you my dear!”


Would you give me a shout out if you like these greetings!

God bless us all. May we all have more anniversaries to celebrate!

The 7 Deadly Sins



Pride is deadly

God says: “I am the only way, come follow me.”

That prideful person says: “Excuse me? I know other ways, and the best was made by me!”

Envy is deadly

Looking at his neighbor while riding his lawn mower he said; I want that house, I want that car, I want a greener lawn. The riding mower struck a tree. It overturned and underneath was he!

Anger is deadly 

Murder and homicide are done out of anger.

“I felt the knife in my hands and she laughed no more.” Says Delilah’s jealous, angry  and murderous lover. 

Gluttony is deadly 

“Super size this, double that, extra toppings, three servings of that, and one more doughnut”. All the added calories, sugar, carbs and fat make the liver and pancreas work really hard. Result; hypertension, diabetes, overweight, high cholesterol, arthritis and gout; All kinds of chronic illnesses sprout, because people eat their hearts out.

Lust is deadly

If you are a one woman man-no extra marital affair, and no pornography, you sure will be happy and so is your wifey and the whole family. But if you are a cheater, you better beware, you’d kill her heart, you’d hurt her soul, you’d hurt your kids, and before you know it they become estranged and she’d love you no more.

Greed is deadly

When money and material things become the focus of your life, no time for spiritual things, just things and things and stuff, real happiness is absent and joy is never felt. Instead you feel remised for material things are all there is. 

Sloth is deadly 

both flesh and spirit.

You don’t work; You don’t eat.

You don’t pray; You don’t breathe.

myPhotography Stint: Meet the boy who invented selfie 46 years ago!

I was 13 years old when I was introduced to the fascinating world of photography. The year was 1970 when the hype were the black and white and sepia photography. It was still the hey day  of professional photographers, for they were the only ones who owned cameras –very different from today’s technological boom when everyone has their own gadgets equipped with cameras. 

Consequently, there seems to be lesser need for professional shooters anymore, for anyone can take pictures of themselves. Hence, the selfie!
I learned the rudiments of photography from a man named Jose Escuadro who I fondly called “Kuya Lugo”. He taught me how to shoot, develop negatives and pictures the organic way–in the dark room. 
Business was brisk at Golden Art Studio, Cabatuan City, Philippines. Rush ID and passport pictures were the daily cash generators and Kuya Lugo needed help. Our studio was the official photographer of the Governor’s office and therefore my boss had to attend to his shooting assignments. So, I was entrusted to man the studio. But I need to be trained to do the job. 
After teaching me the process-from loading films,shooting, developing negatives to enlarging/printing on photo paper, Kuya Lugo made me do a lot of practice. He gave me several rolls of 35 mm films and stacks of photo printing papers to practice with. The studio was all mine and I took the liberty to experiment. 

The Aha Moment!

That was when I discovered that I could shoot myself! I mounted the 35mm camera on a tripod and set it on a timer, I ran in front of the camera and sat for a pose ….5-4-3-2-1 and the shutter came off…..voila. 

I took my own picture. 

I did it all by myself,

just me and me alone. 

No help from anyone!

Isn’t that what you call selfie? 
On this self portrait, I was experimenting with lighting. I wanted to see how I look with one side of my face lit and the other shadowed like the photo of the then teen idol Tirso Cruz III I saw on the cover of Song Hits. I was quite happy with the result and my boss gave me two thumbs up for my work.

I was also Kuya Lugo’s photography assistant. He tagged me along in his shooting projects. We took pictures of graduation, capping ceremonies, ROTC programs, beauty pageants, school programs, government projects like the Pantabangan Dam, weddings, baptisms, funerals and many more. 
He said I was a fast learner. 

Once we had a wedding shoot. He gave me the camera to shoot the wedding ceremony. I was doing well until the groom who looked visibly worried came to my boss to inquire why in the world, a young tot is covering the most important event of his life-his wedding. 
My boss assured him that I was doing a good job. I was very elated by that gesture. I felt like a mature man for the first time.

I sat with Kuya Lugo many nights a week in the dark room developing negatives and pictures. I got used to the strong chemical odor of acetic acid and sulfates. In no time I mastered the use of the three-basin baths- developer, stop bath and fixer. 

Although photography did not become my profession, I grew up as an enthusiast. But there was a time I had a stint as a portrait photographer at Walmart studio. And while working there, I practiced what I discovered as a young photographer-shoot my self- aka selfie.

In Retrospect

I am very thankful that I’ve acquired a professional skill at a very young age of 13. I thought then that I was just playing alone…selfieying.

One More Item on my BUCKETLIST

I love playing with words. I enjoy putting them together cleverly to compose phrases and verses that convey a strong message.  Here’s one one of my recent epigram:


When I started posting these phrases which I call “epigrams” (rather than quotations)* some of my readers inquired: 

“How do you come up with those sayings?” 

“What’s your inspiration in writing those one or two liners?”

But the question that intrigued me most was:

“Do you have any plans of putting them in a book?”

Let me answer these questions one by one:

How do you come up with those sayings?


Many of my epigrams are actually the main idea of the sermons that I preached. Like the example above where my sermon topic was on “Forgiveness”. I encapsulate the lesson in one or two sentences. I like rhyming words at the end of each sentence as my readers might have observed in many of my epigrams. I repeat these sentences quite a few times during my sermon delivery. 
I devote half an hour daily for writing epigrams. I jot down topics and reflect on my life and other’s experiences. Then the word play begins. At first, my sentences are long and wordy. Then, I compress them by finding ways to convey the idea in a shorter and artistic form. The dictionary and Thesaurus are very useful in this process. 
What’s your inspiration in writing those one and two liners?


Life in general and my personal experiences in particular give inspiration in my writing.
I love sharing to people lessons that I’ve learned, and “sayings” or epigrams are my effective tools in imparting the message.
Do you have any plans of putting them in a book form?

Writing and publishing a book is one item on my bucket list that is yet to be checked! 
Oh yes, I want to compile all these sayings in a book form. That’s the easiest way for me to write and publish a book . And I am quite ready to undertake that dream project. 
But I need your help in accomplishing this aspiration. 
I have posted several epigrams on my FB page (look for Gil Valenzuela). After reading this blog , I invite you to visit my FB page and click “Like” and “Share” in each item. I need a good following on social media and I’m counting on your support. 
Also, my publisher suggested that I create a “Fan Page” on Facebook.  Please like and follow me on my new Facebook page:

fb.me/pastorgilvalenzuela

Thank you everyone for being a part of myJourney!

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*Epigram- a saying or remark expressing an idea in a clever and amusing way.

*Quotation- a group of words taken from a text or speech repeated by someone other than the original author or speaker.

Reunion with “My Other Family”

My life is blessed with both filial and extra-filial relationships. The latter gave me another dimension of social circle which is wider and greater in number.

 I forged my special bond with these extra-ordinary folks some forty years ago during my college years. Being away from our blood families, we found common grounds to bind, support and encourage one another and experience joys and pains of life together while studying at Central Luzon State University. The result:  We became a family!

SENSE in 1977.

We were one in our purpose of enriching our lives through rigorous and serious approach to education. We were united in our hopes of forming friendships that built and shaped us into better human beings. 

SENSE- Search for Educational Nobility and Social Enrichment- is a student organization that gave us focus on two aspects of life, essential to survive and thrive the rigorous college life in CLSU and beyond. For us it was a better alternative to the Greek-lettered organizations often associated with rivalries and conflicts with other student coalitions. 

Dr. Flor Amor Monta envisioned a brotherhood organization composed of individuals with wits and wisdom, hardworking and tenacious, ambitious and driven. With Rodrigo Dioso and Bobby Manansala, the initial/founding group was organized to which I belong. Dr. Monta personally chose students who demonstrated such characters. The succeeding batch of members were added through careful selection.


Fast forward 40 years later, members of SENSE had become well-accomplished in the professions they chose. Many are occupying  goverment positions in the agriculture sectors. Others became educators and heads of educational institutions. Some have great success as entrepreneurs. Others found themselves shifting professions from agriculture based to medical, financial and other disciplines. 

The brotherhood formed during our prime years had blossomed and bore fruits akin to that of a real family. It withstood the test of time and space. Forty years had passed and we’re still connected! Our first grand reunion on January 6-7, 2017 renewed and sealed our commitment to our organization and to each other. 

In the intervening years, our relationships were fortified by webs of connections. We became – ninongs and ninangs of our siblings making us compadres and comadres. We sought one another as primary sponsors for our children’s wedding. We consulted on business dealings and employments. Some became confidants to one and another, and provided shoulders to cry on. In many instances, we either provided or received financial help. We helped members find employment. We welcomed each other warmly in our homes. We extended our families to one another widening further our social circles. We became accountable to one another providing concerned rebukes when necessary, for the betterment of a brother or sister. 

This is my other family. I’m very proud of it. My brothers and sisters are spread far and wide- around the Philippines and across the globe. I have a special privilege of going to various places and have someone to welcome me with open arms. I just did that in my recent vacation. SENSE gave me a family and homes around the world! As I write this blog, I’m on my way to San Miguel, Bulacan to meet again my SENSE brothers hosted by our common friend Rupert De San Jose.



Visited Brod Antonio Co in Parañaque City with Nick Soliman, Rogelio Manabat and Norman Gabagat.

Visited Sis Mila Robeniol Galvez in Laoag, Ilocos Norte
Visited Brod Samuel Robeniol in his Antipolo home.

 

Visited Brod Rodrigo Dioso in Iloilo.

Family Reunion

My 34-days of vacation in the Philippines are nearing completion. These days are the most relaxed, stress-free, fun and peaceful times of my life in the last 16 years! That’s how vacation should be. What a gift! I’m very grateful.

I am dedicating my next several blogs on the highlights of this memorable vacation covering the following topics: family, friends, places I visited, food I ate, things I did, etc. Let’s start with myFamily.

Reuniting with my blood relatives after many years brought floods of tears to my eyes. But those tears are a product of joy that aided an enormous release of emotional strain. It was as if the pains of the years gone by were washed away. 

Seeing my siblings, hugging and kissing them, hearing their voices, meeting their children and grandchildren revived the special feeling of belongingness. 


There is a sense of pride and assurance knowing that I have a huge tribe, a thriving clan that is doing a tremendous job of proliferating our family’s existence, keeping our family traditions and continuing with zealousness our family’s faith.


This is my wife’s Family. Gilbert Olivares, wife Eva and sons: Gelmark, Kelvin and Gilbert Jr. (not in picture)

​​I felt my heart jumped several times when I beheld my nieces and nephews and grandchildren bearing a resemblance either of our late father and mother or a beautiful combination of both. The prominent cheekbones is a facial feature our genes carry with dominance. Our love for music is passed on with passion. The love of God and His ministries through the church is practiced with faithfulness.
My Father: Igmedio Valenzuela 

My Mother Basilisa Emperio

I found this precious picture of Mother and I, ca 1985 taken when I was to leave for the Sultanate of Oman.I inherited those high cheekbones from both of my parents. They are now both citizens of heaven where I am bound to…..one day, in God’s time.


“Dancing with my Sister”Babbeth, my personal assistant, driver, cook, stylist, adviser while vacationing. Thank you Ate Babbeth!

This is my family. I belong here and I’m proud!

myTravel Blog

Would you believe I almost missed my flight from O’Hare to Taipe? The itenerary says my flight was January 4, 12:20 AM. In my mind it was day time. So I went home from work 8:30 PM January 3. “I will finish packing tomorrow morning then I’ll head to the airport at 9 AM tomorrow morning.” I announced to my wife? “What time is your flight again? ” Inquired my wife. I checked the electronic schedule on my phone and read it to my wife. “January 4, 12:20 AM.” Then that’s not tomorrow morning when you wake up. That’s in 3 hours!!!” She exclaimed. 

I felt numb as I realized what a big mistake that would had been!!! Thanks to my smart wife. I managed to pack my luggage in an hour huffing and puffing in nervousness. We drove to the airport and got there just in time for the international checking in! 

Lesson learned: Take time to look and double check your flight schedule well ahead of time!

EVA Airlines offers the best airfare rates. I wondered if that was at the expense of service. I was wrong. In-flight service was excellent and so are the meals. The Asian hospitality and courtesy were offered to a full-packed 747 jumbo jet travelers. The 15-hr flight allowed me to nap, read and watch 3 movies. 


The airport lounges at Taipe Airport were gorgeous and inviting. 

What would you do when you have nine hours of layover and you already read the book you brought? Go around terminal gates and take some selfie! 

Or get someone to take your picture at the Sanrio-Hello Kitty waiting Lounge.

Or take time to smell and enjoy the orchid display at:

Wait a little more for your flight and look forward to the long awaited reunion with loved ones and friends. Yes, Philippines I’m just 2 hours away!

My Professional and Religious Servitudes

In 1981, CLSU launched me into the penurious world equipped with a piece of paper testifying that I have some knowledge I could use to answer some of humanity’s predicament. The piece of paper affirms that I have completed all the academic requirements to be a bearer of a degree and practitioner in the discipline of “Bachelor of Science in Agricultural Engineering.” Indeed, CLSU prepared and equipped me for a life of service to humanity in my own small and humble way.

The college diploma from CLSU proved to be an effective key in opening doors of opportunities. I used the knowledge I acquired in this discipline to convince the Manilabank Agribusiness Group, my very first employer- that I could be of help in the fulfillment of their vision of producing the best quality mangoes in great quantities for local and export markets. Hundreds of hectares of fertile lands on the hilly side of Silang Cavite were cleared and planted with grafted mangoes. And I was trusted enough to be a part of this great endeavor.

I was part of team of engineers and agriculturists, a number of us from CLSU and UP Los Banos. We made sure that the precious resources invested into the project are maximized and put to good use. Soil and water conservation principles were practiced as we had been taught. Water and nutrients were delivered efficiently to each mango tree using a system imported from Israel- micro sprinklers and drip irrigation technology.

The Israeli agricultural consultants introduced us to their irrigation technology. This method had been proven effective in making the arid deserts green and productive. And so it was believed that it will even be more effective in the favorable climatic condition of the Philippines. The Manilabank Agribusiness Group was one of the first companies in the Philippines to employ the technology of micro sprinkler and drip irrigation in a commercial scale.

All is well in the operations of the ambitious project until the political and economic atmosphere of the Philippines disturbed and imperiled it’s continuation. I and the other agriculturists were forced to go somewhere else to practice our crafts.

In 1985, I found myself joining the bandwagon of Filipinos flocking to the Middle East for survival. Oman Holdings International (OHI), in the Sultanate of Oman gave me and other CLSU graduates another opportunity to apply our professional trainings to productivity. I was part of a team that developed Omani farms, equipping them with the techniques and practices on how to use efficiently and manage the scarce resources of soil and water. State of the art water delivery system was introduced using micro sprinklers and drip irrigation. I was also involved in the landscaping projects of OHI where we installed irrigation system to large landscaping projects including some palaces of the Sultan and many other government infrastructures.

After my two-year stint with a private Omani company, I was hired by the Oman government to work as an agricultural technician at Sultan Qaboos University, College of Agriculture. I was involved in the training of Omani nationals wanting to become agriculturists through practical training in irrigation at the university farm project. 

While making the Middle East as a temporary home for me and my family, It was inevitable to be involved in the lives of other people. I found myself involved in compassion work-a service more fulfilling than any other endeavor.

Filipinos and other expatriates away from home long for fellowship and friendship. This social need was alleviated through social and religious groups I actively organized, led and participated.

A Bible study group I helped organize, which later became a church called Oman Evangelical Christian Congregation* provided spiritual guidance to many Filipinos. In addition to it’s work of evangelization and discipleship, the church became a refuge to many emotionally-broken kababayans. And it was a great privilege to be able to impact the lives of other people through the sharing and teaching of biblical principles.

At one point the church partnered with the Philippine Consulate assisting in ministering to the needs of Filipina domestic helpers who had the unfortunate experience of being maltreated and abused by their employers. In some cases the church was involved in assisting the repatration of OFWs.

During the Gulf War in 1991, the church did not only intervene in prayers but was involved in hosting and encouraging young American troops laying over Muscat who were either on their way to Iraq to wage war against Saddam Hussein or on their way back home to the US after a perilous service. It was a great privilege to be able to pray personally with the members of American troops before they were deployed to their foxholes.

The church also participated in providing relief to specific places in the Philippines affected by natural disasters. Relief goods and money were solicited and sent.

Because of the church’s involvement to people’s lives, I became known to the larger Filipino community in Oman as Pastor Gil, not knowing that I was actually an engineer and a fellow OFW. Oftentimes, I was sought for counseling and advise, arbitrate misunderstandings, pray for the sick in the hospitals and advocate for my fellow Filipinos in matters of their unfair employment experiences. Many found a friend and a pastor away from home. I was very glad for that privilege.

I found fulfillment in doing ministry work. I felt like I was partnering with God in the work of providing help and showing compassion to the broken and wounded. Like the Good Samaritan who did not just care enough to stop and help a wounded victim, but took the extra mile to provide protection and provisions that the unfortunate victim of injustice received help, healing and restoration.

The ministry experience I had in Oman was just a foretaste of what I would have in the succeeding years.  

The Lord allowed me to get a training necessary for ministerial work. I pursued Master of Divinity at Asbury Theological Seminary in Wilmore Kentucky. I also had the opportunity to pursue PhD course work in the area of Inter-Cultural Studies at Trinity Evangelical Divinity School in Deerfield, Illinois. However, during the dissertation stage, I was diagnosed with cancer. This event got in the way of completing the doctoral degree.

In 2001, The Wesleyan Church ordained me as a minister and assigned me to plant a church in Bolingbrook, Illinois, in the suburb of Chicago. I founded the Lord of the Nations Church.  

Alongside the work of evangelization and discipleship comes the ministry of compassion expected of a church. Over the years, the church had been involved in various compassion work such as reaching out to the homeless. The church is also regularly contributing money and time to such organization as “Feed My Hungry Children” and “Kids Against Hunger”. Our youth group collected clothings and donated them to “Jeans for Teens.” The church also conducts yard sale and bake sale and the proceeds are allocated to our various compassion ministries. 

Just recently, we launched as special ministry directed to specific group-the Caregivers. “Caring for the Caregivers” focuses on encouraging and praying for those who are involved in caring for the sick and people with special needs. The caregivers were either professionals or just family members caring for their loved ones. We recognize that caregivers need to care for themselves too, and so we support them by cheering them on and giving them recognition for what they do. We invited them to my Mabuhay Restaurant for free buffet and handed them simple gifts. It was a very enriching experience to be able to encourage and pray for this group of people who are unselfishly giving themselves to the service of others.

Being a servant is a title I wish to attach to my name. Actually, I would want this epitaph on my tombstone: “Gil Valenzuela, Servant of the Lord Jesus Christ and of Others” For in all those years after leaving the portals of my great Alma Mater, I was placed in various positions of service, first to God and then to others. Mahatma Gandhi was right when he asserted that The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.

Indeed, I am happiest, most fulfilled and experiencing a feeling of greatness when I have given myself in the service of God and my of my fellow human beings.

Greatness, after all is not only found in the lofty high places of service but in the lowly and humble servitude of every person. I very well agree with Martin Luther King Jr. who said that…Everybody can be great…because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.

Only one life….will soon be past. Only what’s done for Christ will last. (Anon. Hymn)

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The Sultanate of Oman unlike other Arab countries is very open and friendly to Christians. The Sultan of Oman, Sulatan Qaboos bin Said donated pieces of land to both Protestant and Catholic groups where church buildings were constructed. Christians are allowed to worship in the Sultanate of Oman.

 

Gil Valenzuela’s educational attainment

Bachelor of Science in Agricultural Engineering​ CLSU 1981, Munoz Nueva Ecija

Master of Divinity​​ Asbury Theological Seminary 1998, Kentucky

Intercultural Studied (PhD Coursework completed) Trinity Evangelical Divinity School 2003, ​​​​​​​​Illinois 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Coming Home! Homecoming!

At last, after a long while, I’ll set foot in my native land again. 

It’s been sixteen years since I last visited the Philippines. I was away for a long time but my roots are still deeply planted and and thriving in the land of my birth. Here are the formidable roots:

My siblings are all in the Philippines.

My sisters: (L-R) Babbeth, Gloria, Dimi, Petronia and Susana. 

Manang Gloria has 3 kids: Girlie, Glenda and Jun-jun, and 5 grandkids. Ate Dimi has three girls: Ardie Lyn, Rodi Lee and Roseval. Susana has 2 boys: Arvie Jonah and Sam. 


My sister Feliciana went to be with the Lord some years ago. She has 4 children: Almira, Alfredo Jr, Airene and Aimee.7 grandkids. 

It will be a swell reunion when I get home. I miss them and they miss me!

My Home church is in the Philippines

I grew up in the Wesleyan Church (formerly Pilgrim Holiness).  The church was my second home. There was a time when I lived in the Cabanatuan parsonage when my Ninong, the late Rev. Alfredo Guiang temporarily adopted me. I was nurtured at the Wesleyan Church from childhood and as a Christian  young man. It’s through its faithful ministries that I was called to be in full time ministry. I am now serving my Lord through this church. I long to meet my brethren- the old and the new. 

I  wish to meet my fellow Wesleyan pastors and glean from their experiences: their hard work of evangelization and discipleship resulting to the growth of the church . I wish to congratulate them for the job well done. The Wesleyan Church in the Philippines is growing by leaps and bounds!


SENSE Grand Reunion. 

My college life was influenced and impacted by a special group called SENSE.  (Search for Educational Nobility and Social Enrichment). It’s the equivalent of a fraternity where lifetime brotherhood and friendships were forged. I will reunite with my SENSE family and that’s very exciting!



CLSU Grand Reunion

It was in 1981 that I exited this famous gate. I will enter this gate again in 2017. CLSU, my alma mater (nurturing mother) had shaped my life in many ways. My professional and social life were the precious gifts she gave me. When I left her portals in 1981, she gave me a key that opened many doors of opportunity. It allowed me to share my agricultural  expertise, travel and live in many parts of the world. I am truly grateful. 

The CLSU alumni association contacted me lately informing me of an award to be given during the February 4 homecoming. I am humbled by that gesture. For whatever it is that I have accomplished, it was God who helped me. I give back to God the glory!  It’s not the recognition that beckons me home. It is the excitement of meeting the wonderful people that I had crossed path with in those prime years of my life. 

I’d like also to meet my high school batchmates and teachers. Reminiscing the high school days simply makes me feel young again! 

Philippine Wesleyan College, my High School Alma Mater.



Yes, my family, my friends, my church and my Alma Maters, I’ll be home soon!!!