04/04/2026
Holy Week Creative Witness | Entry 8 | Artwork
THE GIFT OF LOVE
Bro. Brent Ullysis Bauding
John 3:15-18 NIV
[15] that everyone who believes may have eternal life in him.” [16] For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. [17] For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. [18] Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because they have not believed in the name of God’s one and only Son.
03/04/2026
Holy Week Creative Witness | Entry 6 | Testimony/Poem
By: Kuya Peter
I was a rebellious son.
A terrible brother.
I wanted out.
Out of my home,
Out of my situation,
Out of the life I grew up in.
So I left for college.
Two decades ago.
Thinking, this is it.
This is where I take control.
This is where I finally live the life I want.
I chased freedom.
I chased pleasure.
I did things my way.
And for a while,
It felt good.
But deep inside,
I knew something wasn’t right.
No matter what I did,
There was still an emptiness I couldn’t fill.
I was running from poverty,
Running from my past,
Running… but not really going anywhere.
Then one day,
In my dorm room,
Just an ordinary moment—
I met Jesus.
No noise.
No big event.
But something in me broke…
and at the same time,
something in me came alive.
It felt like my eyes were finally opened.
Like light rushed into places
I didn’t even know were dark.
For the first time,
I had peace.
For the first time,
I knew I wasn’t alone.
For the first time,
my life had direction…
it had purpose.
And little by little,
He began to change me.
He forgave the things
I thought I could never fix.
He healed the parts of me
I tried so hard to hide.
He didn’t give up on me.
He didn’t walk away.
He led me—
step by step,
day by day.
Now I realize…
life was never meant to be about me.
It’s about Jesus.
And even now,
I’m still walking,
still growing,
still learning.
But I’m not lost anymore.
Because from the very beginning
to the very end,
Jesus is the One
who leads me home.
03/04/2026
Holy Week Creative Witness | Entry 4 | Poem
Cliff of Love
By: Bro. Charlie Ruar
I was a man wandering quiet streets of longing,
looking for a face that would feel like home.
Every smile was temporary,
every promise a passing cloud.
My heart was a traveler
that never arrived.
Then one silent moment,
no thunder, no trumpet,
just a whisper deeper than breath,
and suddenly
I met You.
It was not like meeting a stranger.
It was like remembering
someone my soul had always known.
And I fell.
Not gently, not carefully
I fell like a man slipping from the edge of a cliff,
but instead of fear
there was love.
A love so wide it frightened me.
A love so pure it burned.
For the first time in my life
my heart was not searching.
It was found.
I became obsessed with Your presence,
chasing silence just to hear You,
reading the sky like a letter,
speaking to the wind as if it carried Your voice.
People said I had changed.
They were right.
But loving You was not easy.
Because love with You
was not comfort.
It was fire.
You stripped away the things I held tightly,
the dreams I thought were mine,
the pride I wore like armor.
You led me through valleys
where prayers echoed without reply,
through nights where faith felt heavier than doubt,
through storms that shattered
the man I used to be.
There were days I thought
You had abandoned me.
But every fall
was another step deeper into You.
Every loss
was another chain breaking.
And slowly
through pain, through silence, through surrender
You rebuilt me.
Not the man I wanted to become,
but the man I was meant to be.
Stronger in spirit.
Softer in heart.
Unshaken by the world.
Now I understand.
I was searching for love in human hands,
for a heart that could hold mine forever.
But the love I needed
was never meant to be found in people.
It was waiting for me
in the arms of the One
who created my heart.
And though the road with You
has cliffs, storms, and deserts
I would fall again.
A thousand times.
Because falling into Your love
was the first time
I truly lived.
02/04/2026
Holy Week Creative Witness | Entry 2 | Poem
HE FOUND ME
By: Sister Kate Altura
Just as I close my eyes
Everything comes to light
Savoring His never ending grace
Under His promise I held tight
Shielding me away from the enemy's lies
Looking back to who I was before
Obsessing over the thing He despises the most
Vanity where skeletons were stored
Every inch of me screams confusion and lost
Slowly, He reached out to me only to be ignored
Yet He didn't give up on me
Overly scarred and bruised externally
Until He healed me spiritually
Vastly I was showered with grace
Every day He gives me strength
Reminding me I am in the right place
Yesterday's past is losing its effect
May the Lord God bless you the same
Urging you to run back to Him
Casting our worries and asking for wisdom
Hallelujah! Let's rejoice in His name
01/04/2026
Holy Week Creative Witness | Entry 1 | Poem
Where Silence Becomes Peace by Brother Jano S. Dango.
17/02/2025
𝗟𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗚𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗚𝗼𝗱’𝘀 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻! ✨
God calls us to honor Him with our hearts, minds, and bodies—but what does that truly mean? Join us for an insightful discussion on "God’s Design for Sexuality and Purity", where we’ll dive into His plan for love, relationships, and holiness. 💖
Let’s seek wisdom, encouragement, and strength together as we learn how to walk in purity and honor God in every aspect of our lives! 🙌
📅 Wednesday, February 19, 2025
⏰ 5:30 PM - 7:00 PM
📍 Navigator's Hub, Flex Gym
👥 Speakers: Bro. Oliver Pe & Sis. Rochelle Maingpis
Invite your friends, classmates, and dormmates! Let’s grow in faith together. ✨
"Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies." — 1 Corinthians 6:19-20
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