My Real Heroes In The Flood
I have a confession to make. Last Monday, I didn’t have a plan to help Flood Victims. We were flood victims ourselves.
I have a confession to make. Last Monday, I didn’t have a plan to help Flood Victims. We were flood victims ourselves.
This will be short. I’m sending out an appeal to the world. As I write this article, thousands of
Just landed here in Los Angeles. Yes, I’m writing this from the US. Will fly to New York tomorrow.
Face it. You and I live in a scary world. We’re scared of calamities. Storms. Earthquakes. Volcanoes. El Nino. Tsunami. Philippine Presidentiables. We’re scared of diseases. Swine flu. SARS. Dengue. Cancer. Cellulite. Wrinkles.
I want to give you a tiny big gift. It’s tiny because it’s just a few simple words sent to
I got sick last week. Twice. I bet one reason was so I could write about healing today. (I’m getting worried. Everything is so
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She is 94 years old. Abandoned by her family and living in poverty for years, Lola Toyang now lives on in Anawim,