Song of The Week || Just One of Those Days

An uplifting song for those who feel troubled and worrisome. When the storm comes in, say ‘Hallelujah anyway’ cause at the end of the day, the sun will shine and the Lord will always reign!

It’s just one of those days,
When everything’s right.
God is in His heaven and a-walking in the Light.
So Hallelujah anyway,
It’s just one of those days 🙂


Woke up to the pouring rain
Stumbled out of bed with half a brain
Twenty minutes late for work again
But it’s alright, it’s alright
No time for coffee, gotta hit the door
Grab a shirt from off the floor
Never noticed it was stained before
But it’s alright, it’s alright
Oh, but nothing’s gonna bring me down
No, not now

It’s just one of those days
When everything’s right
God is in his heaven and I’m walking in the light
So hallelujah anyway
It’s just one of those days
You look at the sky
Throw your hands up and you laugh at life
So hallelujah, Lord be praised
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It’s just one of those days

The boss calls…yeah, I know I’m late
I had a flat on the interstate
Tell the man that he can wait
Don’t get uptight, it’s alright
Hold on…there’s another call for me
No, I didn’t buy a diamond ring
Somebody stole my identity
Hey it’s alright, it’s alright
Oh, but nothing’s gonna lay me low
Cause I know

So come on rain, lightning strike
Just you try to shake my life
You got no power, you got no hold
Cause it is well with my soul

So hallelujah, Lord be praised
It’s just one of those days


A Touchy Conversation With My Little Sister

After our little sibling quarrel we said our Sorry’s and somehow had a conversation about me leaving to college…


Gab: Ate (meaning ‘elder sister’) when you’re in college chat (with) us ha!

Me: But what if there’s no internet?

Gab: Then ask your teacher how to put internet.

Me: But what if we can’t have internet.

Gab: Then you can call us.

Me: But then, what if I lost my phone?

Gab: You mean, if you don’t have load? Then borrow your classmate’s phone.

I couldn’t help but be curious into what she would say next, so I pressured her… hehe.

Me: What if everybody doesn’t have load?

Gab: Then ask God, (she said with no hesitation) He will give you load.

Gab: We’ll miss you, Ate. (She rubbed her eyes, about to cry)

I hugged her and it was a beautiful moment. It’s nice to know that you have a sister who loves and cares for you, and even better, one who draws you closer to God. I thank that Lord for giving me such a wonderful little sister, an answered prayer indeed. ~~ She even mentioned an additional “Can you write what I said, Ate? And print it to the whole world” She’s the family clown too!.. and now I’m wondering if that was all an act… Nah, it was too beautiful. If mom and dad read this, they would give me the ‘See?-you-have-a-sister-who-loves-you’ face… Haha anyway, Au Revoir my Lovelies and God bless!

Modesty is POWER! || Advice for girls

I read this really cool Christian book about Modesty and let me tell you- I’ve learnt A LOT! At first, I was like, Pssh! I know about modesty, just wear proper clothes and VOILA! You’re modest! But what I didn’t know was that modesty wasn’t all about the clothes you wear, but also about the way you act. Especially around men…

I do not own this picture

I do not own this picture

Of course, most of us girls like attention. We want to be the one’s who “turn heads”. Me and my dad were walking around the mall one day and spotted two russian ladies wearing very tight and very short dresses that showed off their curves and flawless legs. I looked down at my flubbery-looking calves and then stared at the two women feeling slightly jealous, and I hate to admit this but- I want to be the one turning heads. I looked at my dad through the corner of my eyes, hoping he wasn’t staring at them too. Instead, he was watching mom with an amused twinkle in his eyes as she checked out the two women herself. I chuckled mentally, so mom’s feeling the same way I feel~ Jealousy. But then I look at my dad, the way he stares at mom with love filled in his eyes. Why do we need to grab everyone’s attention, when we only need to grab one. The man God chose for you to be with. And trust me when I say, our Father knows best!

Proverbs 5:18-20

May your fountain be blessed,
and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth.

 A loving doe, a graceful deer—
may her breasts satisfy you always,
may you ever be intoxicated with her love.

So, if you want to learn more about modesty, love, lust, etc. I recommend you to read this wonderful book.

Bible Verse of the Week || Envy.

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I do not own this photo


A feeling of discontented or resentful longing aroused by someone else’s possessions, qualities, or luck.

Today, our topic is about “Envy”. Don’t say you haven’t been jealous before, everybody gets jealous in one point of time in their lives. I get jealous of my younger sister at times and sometimes too jealous that it brought hatred to my heart. That’s the dangerous part. You could say that, the worst enemy of friendship is ENVY. 

1.) Is there something that could, I don’t know… overpower jealousy?

Yes, and that is…LOVE. 

2.) What is envy, to be exact?

Envy is resenting God’s goodness to others and ignoring God’s goodness to me. 

Where there is envy, you find every kind of evil (James 3:16)


The last will be first and the first will be last (Matthew 20:1-16)

1. Stop comparing yourself to others.
Reasons not to compare:

a. You (we) are unique.

b. Leads to pride and envy.

I am unique (Psalm 139:14)

2. Start enjoying God’s grace to others.

Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn (Romans 12:15)

3. Be grateful for what you have.

– Enjoy what you have rather than desiring what you don’t have. Just dreaming about nice things is meaningless- Like chasing the wind  (Ecclesiastes 6:9)

4. STOP comparing; STOP competing.

5. Trust God when life seems unfair.


When you’re envious, you’re in a battle with God, you accuse Him for being unfair.

– When you’re busy serving, you don’t have time for envy.

If your brother sins against you, go and show him his fault just between the two of you. If he listens to you, you have won your brother over (Matthew 18: 15)

Pfft! Loving a person is easy! … Think Again.

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Credits to owner

I nervously entered the principal’s office to retrieve my report card, too nervous to concoct an idea of what to say so I just immediately asked for – well, for the report card. I mean, isn’t that why we were here?

Apparently, I forgot to greet her and say ‘Good morning’. Everyone knows it is somewhat rude to not greet someone, so no excuse there. What irritated me, was that the lady -which is our principal at school, I kinda forgot her name… didn’t know her name at the first place and I know that is kind of low of me but I really didn’t know her name, plus, I was too afraid to ask her… she might get more mad- didn’t take it too well. She barely smiled at me and scolded me at how rude I was being. I literally forgot was she said because I was so freakin’ scared!

Anyway, I apologized and tried to smile as much as possible- to show her that I didn’t mean to be so rude (and my first impression wasn’t so good either, don’t ask.) I was about to tear up, I mean, I know it was my fault- but at least be a bit more… I don’t know, genuine?

When I see her, my body tenses and I seem to lose my christianity- that was the worst part- Lord have mercy on me! I try to look at her in a different perspective, I’m trying, but trust me when I say- it is as hard as eating dog poo. I always told myself how easy it was to look at a person through the eyes of God. Now? it isn’t so easy. So I told myself, what could get more worse than this?

When she got my report card, underneath it was a certificate for “Most Well Behaved”! I mentally groaned at such irony. Why now? then chuckled nervously at the lady in which she returned with a feign smile. Ouch.

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Credits to owner

“Most well behaved, huh?” she said, probably thinking about how rude I was when I didn’t greet her.

“Hehe, yeap” I replied uneasily, forcing out a laugh. At least my teacher loves me.

When I got my grades, I was in content. My grades isn’t so bad. Answered prayer it is! But *sigh* I should’ve greeted the lady first, then she wouldn’t be hating on me like this. And another thing, I’m not so good with… is formalities. One time I answered the phone with a ‘Heylooo’ only to be replied with the voice of a serious business woman. I am such a disgrace to the serious world, seriously! The Principal kept asking random questions (which I don’t remember) and I answer with a ‘Yup!’ then remembering that she is the head- or somewhat the head- of the school and has to be answered with high respects so I try to cover up and say ‘Yes ma’am’ or ‘Yes Miss’.

And just when I thought the embarrassment was over… Hooo! It isn’t! Mom had to come check on me and you know mom. I was kind of relieved, but mostly nervous. She’s the carefree and happy-go-lucky type. Though I made a fault, that doesn’t mean that the principal has to hate on the whole family. As I was saying, mom entered without a greeting and grinned welcomely asking if I have retrieved the report card. The lady looked at my mom with an eyebrow raised and forced a smile, maybe thinking of how we (me and my mom) are so alike.

“Good morning” she greeted in a stiff and obviously annoyed voice, but my mom was oblivious to that and just smiled genuinely saying ‘Good morning’ back.

I tried to give mom a warning stare but she didn’t understand what it meant. I really really wanted to leave. And when our conversation finally ended a man knocked at the door and guess what? The woman SMILED AT HIM! I couldn’t help but silently observe her actions and grow suspicious. To men, she is nice, but to- Nah. Maybe he is a friend or something. But he definitely didn’t greet her or anything. Sigh, I really do need to learn how to love. Because honestly? Loving someone, is harder than I thought.

I just wish that the woman could smile genuinely at strangers who lack respect and treat them nicely even though they are rude. Maybe she is just trying to keep professional? I hope she is, cause I really wouldn’t want to see her glaring at me if we spot each other at the mall.


One thing I know is that if Jesus was here, He would smile lovingly at her and do the opposite of what I would (want) to do. Though I am kind of annoyed just by writing this, but I couldn’t help but think of how amazing God’s love is for us. To love… her especially. I guess, I shouldn’t be hating on the lady. She might be nice for all I know. All I need is patience, control, lots (and I mean LOTS) of love, and the help of the Lord to gain her friendship and genuine love.

PS. I want you guys to pray for me, so I could be able to love more and have a closer relationship with the Lord and also pray for the lady (principal) so that she would learn to forgive me and love others.

Matthew 5:44

 But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you,

What Animal am I? [Poems]

This is a little game I made, where you guys will guess what animal the short poem/rhyme is describing. Good luck! 😀

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Credits to Google

1) Her song is a dance, with a rythym and a beat.
She sways with the waves as the tiny fishes fleet.
Fluid is her movement, quite stunning they all say,
A Little lad even said that it could take your breath away.

2) I hide in the bushes, I dig on your backyard.
I turn into a ball when I am scared or is on guard.
I hiss when you come near, be careful I might bite!
I have quills that are sharp, beware, I’m not afraid to fight!

3) No this guy doesn’t squawk, nor does he even chirp.
He swims around with fins and his colors are superb.
He’s got this pretty hard beak, yeah he got a painful bite,
Don’t be deceived by his beauty, quite ironic alright.

My Story of Me. Prologue.



July 6 2013

Dear, Whoever-is-the-reader

This is a diary- but I don’t write ‘dear’ to my diaries- apparently, I am in a writer’s block and I wanted to write something where I WON’T have any ‘writer’s block’- if that is even possible- so here I am, a girl who decided to write a story of what is happening in her life- some may be enhanced and told in way… in MY way to be clear- but it will still be a story of ME. Me being my own character. I decided to make this one a little different and add some kind of twist to it (add some spice yah know?) but each chapter will be different and It depends… Depends on what, Rey?

Depends on something I do not know it depends on.

I’ve always wanted to start my diary with an ‘About Me’ but as you could see… I didn’t (because I am such a bad arse), so I am gonna write one now…


Name: Reyona Denise Charming

Age: 14 *scribbles the number 4* Nope, sorry I lied. I’m TURNING 14, so technically I am still 13.

Describe myself: 

I am… who I am. I am Reyona Denise Charming and I am in love… no, not with a boy, but with someone more powerful. I am in love with GOD. My Savior, my Hero, my Creator. I have a beautifully annoying young sister, Sarah. And two wonderful parents, my mom, Martha and my dad, Harris. 

Okay- this isn’t exactly describing myself, but what do I know about Diaries? OH GOSH! Sorry, I heard a noise… Okay, you may be wondering why I have to write every single detail of what is happening right now, well, it is because I want to, its part of the story telling process. Now, no more asking questions for you. Anyways, I am home alone right now, my parents went to a birthday party which I really didnt want to go to and I am freakin’ out! A single creak is enough to give me a heart attack!

I put on the song ‘He loves us’ by David Crowder to distract me from unharmful noises and is a reminder that Jesus is with me no matter what.

Moving on… I won’t always write like this, but I will turn this diary into a descriptive or feature story. I hope you will enjoy this book/ diary/ story or whatever it is to you and find some kind of ‘stuffs’ you could relate to. There is no ending to this story, because it is a story of my  life. See what I did there? I will NEVER have a writer’s block this time… or so I hope.

Oh! and before I end this, I would like you to know that these real-life-living people in my story has their names are changed… into something cooler. Haha!

Love, Reyona Charming xoxoxo 😉

PS. Just wanted to try that ‘xoxo’ thing. My friends do this all the time, but I don’t think I’d get used to it.

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