It's Sunday morning here and it's my favorite day of the week. Nothing much to do but rest from the tiring tasks and issues of the week. TV is one tool which gives me an escape from reality; sometimes it acts as buffer to the real pain which continously dig and scar my emotions.

So, I grabbed the remote control lying on my bed and began surfing channels. After a couple of stop and search, I landed on Bo Sanchez's inspiring talk about Happiness on Ch 4. He narrated about the story of the King who, out of fear to lose the challenge. filled the cup of the Beggar with all his wealth. The cup was never filled, it was like filling a bottomless pit. The King gave up and kneeled asking the Beggar what the cup was made of. The Beggar then replied, "this is a cup of an ungrateful heart. Nothing will ever satisfy it."

Bo's teaching several lessons on his lecture this morning. Like a hand that gently wipes the creases on the fabric, my troubled heart rests. I will always remember how the gardener felt when he planted the mosso bamboo tree. For several years nothing sprouted from the ground as if death conquered it. But the gardener patiently waited and hoped something will come out. Then one day, overnight it grew, one foot it emerged from where the seed was planted. Day by day, it grew soaring higher and higher from the earth. The mosso bamboo tree has a unique characteristic. It grows its roots kilometers of depth underground establishing achorage first before it appears in sight. Bo's words reverberated in my mind . . "God is establishing His roots in you my friends.. so be prepared."