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regrets

this morning we had breakfast at mcdonald's. i had the longganisa meal. mama had the sausage mcmuffin. it was so delicious that i wished i could turn back the time and have it instead of the longganisa meal. haha.. talk about regret.

i remember when i was a little kid, i love writing letters to my friends. i would always end it with 'regrets, chiwi'. after making a lot of letters, i finally realized that i was supposed to write 'regards' and not 'regrets'. stupid mistake.

anyway..regrets. regret. regretting. i decided to post this one because of mary's comment on my previous post, strike four. guys, i regret letting that GUY go without having to share God's message. i just dont feel comfortable when i share his word with an admirer. well, i experienced doing that. he said he'd go to church with me, and he did. he did go to our church. eventually he got baptized as a born again christian like us. before he was baptized, i had a problem with him. he was acting so fake. he wasnt really christian. he just did that because i am a christian.

after that was the day of his baptism. he got baptized, i shook his hand, let it go, walked away. i cant stand the things he did. "God is not a joke" was the phrase that kept echoing in my head. if he were standing next to me that day, i couldve slapped him. hehe. kidding. the next sunday after that, he didnt show up. until now, he's gone. im happy he's gone. haha. thats why i feel uneasy sharing the Good News to guys. i think it's better to bring him to another christian guy and pray. after that experience, i always thought that the same things would happen to me with other nonchristian guys. so to be sure, i asked God to give me a christian boyfriend! :) haha.. but if guys like them werent supposed to be my boyfriend, i just hope some guy from our church would do all the sharing. i can share little things to them, but cant the rest be done by the guys? haha..just please take me away from them! hehehe..

i regret liking him. eewww... still i hope there are some messages that stayed in his heart after many months of attending in our church. i wont believe it if he didnt get anything out of it. im sure it was in God's plan that i brought him to church. now the regrets are gone.

fly away, regrets. God made it happen!:)

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