My Gift of Discernment unwrapped itself and told me that OCD isn’t the cross I have to bear but a toxin that I needed to drain! What a relief! Well, I had an inkling before I accepted it. Maybe, He wanted me to dwell on it for a while to prevent me from being conceited after so much convictions and revelations He’s been showing me. (Just like Apostle Paul’s story) Now, it’s crystal clear!

God brought healing to my life today! I recognized it the moment He gave me a vision of Him taking my hand and running joyfully in peace and celebration! He wanted me to just surrender everything that’s bothering me! To not deny it from myself, accept it, present it to His feet, let go and just feel His love and healing! I can’t wait to share the video of today’s topic at Church (The Feast)! I knew He wanted me to be there! When the first worship song played, entitled RUN, I said to myself, this can’t be chance, it’s definitely GOD!

I’ll just wait for the video to be uploaded on Youtube and as soon as it’s available, I’ll share it to all of you guys who yearn for HEALING!

The current topic we have at Church is DETOX! How to get rid of toxic feelings, toxic thinking and toxic acting. Stay tuned!

GOD. He wants us to enjoy this gift of life He gave! He’s calling us to let go of all negative emotions and just smile under His loving presence!

Thank You so much Lord!!! Praise Your Holy Name! We love how You love us! Just PERFECT!

Ethel Joy (Even my name is yelling it, Noble Joy!)

I am pushing my RESET button now because that’s what God wants me to do!

I love you Jesus!!!!!!!!!


I’ve been at war with OCD (Obssessive-Compulsive Disorder) for quite some time now. If you’re a friend of mine reading this, it could qualify as a fancy revelation because it isn’t obvious with my ever cheerful attitude and sunflower smile. If you’re my Mama, please don’t fret, Jesus got me covered. =)

OH YES! I think too much! And, to be perfectly candid, “overthinking” is a complete understatement, for to me the most fitting word is TORTURE; More like a jackhammer in between my ears so to figuratively describe it without a pinch of exaggeration. But today, just like yesterday and the days before that, God always finds a way to give me my dose of healing as relief.

THE CAUSE. I honestly don’t have a clue what particularly provoked it to arise but I am pretty sure that this is a ramification of being self-sufficient and of “living in the flesh”. It comes in forms of GUILT, DOUBT, FEAR, and other lies of the enemy. It evolved into a habit I would pay millions just to get rid of! (if I have the money, lol) Thoughts become more thoughts that produce more complex thoughts that resolve to tons of even more unintended thoughts only to try to correct, block, resist or neutralize the first thought – which apparently is a thing of very little importance. I can’t explain how agonizing it is to the point of exhaustion.

The type I have is atypical. (Please check The Chronicles of a Wayward Son’s Blog about OCD, he broke all the pieces down in a fashion that is easier to chew on) My responses fall under almost all categories concerning over-importance and control of thoughts, perfectionism and intolerance for uncertainty. Extremely mild on inflated responsibility and overestimation of threat. I don’t have evident physical rituals or anything like that. I am naturally well-ordered but not to the extent of conforming to any uniformity or pattern. I suppose what I have is even worse and self-defeating.

This is what the Lord says:“Cursed is the one who trusts in man, who draws strength from mere flesh and whose heart turns away from the Lord.” – Jeremiah 17:5 NIV

Concealing it from other people is another challenging story; one that entails the least of my interest to elaborate, simply because it is as shallow as a puddle of mud that spells: “I am indubitably an effective masquerading pundit on the field, bow.” However, hiding it from my sorry self is an inevitable nightmare I have to live by the day. Looking plainly on things has been an utterly seldom event. Matching words of wisdom with every scenario doesn’t work all the time with my “overly intelligent brain” that seems to have an I.Q higher than my own. It’s arsenal of ideas is cruelly massive! Sometimes, when I am too tired of thinking, I play a little comedy called ‘surrender’. I wish that the zombies would come pay me a visit so I can offer my brain with all willingness I’ll garnish it!


With all these things running in my head, I have a vague remembering if I did pray to the Lord for an oust of such a noisy and relentless “companion”… but I recall praying one gloomy morning with my “bustling brain”, in all frailty… “You didn’t help me… You haven’t changed me. I’m still the same!” In my imagination, I threw myself to His loving arms, and desperately cried while I pound Him on His chest with my weak fist. In that thought, He didn’t say a word, His mouth didn’t move, but He gazed at me and gave me a look that is SO familiar, my heart recognized it, resulting to a burst of uncontrollable tears! Amidst the raging storm of my perplexed, finite mind that shouts, “This is unfathomable! I can’t grasp!”, there was a sudden breeze of relief while His eyes like rivers of flowing waters cascaded to my weary soul. With His pierced hands wrapped around me, He pulled me closer to a tight embrace as if to assure me that it’ll all come to pass and that I can endure. I felt His undeniable compassion in the silence of my heart, I was like a child… That day I went on with my life with a morsel of hope in my pocket. With a glimpse of confidence with God that one day, this busy factory of thoughts, He will soon banish!

Days passed, with a notion of a dwindling trust and a strange feeling of a stronger self, I devised sophisticated methods and routines to somewhat conquer my overthinking but it was all in vain. Clinging to my own self is not the key! I knew then, I had to be still and let God be God, and so I prayed in all eloquence.

Contemplative was how I preferred it to rival the unflinching torment; not only for so many valid rationale but my Spirit solely and eagerly thirsts to takeover with His mother tongue; Words are just not so welcome during those times. With every groan, the Spirit interceded for me, unloading the burden until the heaviness shifted to a lightness, weightless like a feather. He never fail to give me ‘rest’ when the load has taken its toll on me. Far from the sweetest slumber, it was purely divine.

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. – Romans 8:26 NIV

Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us. – Romans 5:3-5

In a soliloquy, I made a pact with myself that I will continually seek Him even when darkness seems to hide His face, I’ll rest on His unchanging grace (it was a song I made my prayer – Cornerstone by Hillsong).

Little by little, with each waking, that morsel of hope in my pocket of faith tremendously increased bringing myriads of unexpected miracles! I am pleasantly surprised, I can now hear the gush of water when I open the faucet. I can now revel in the sounds of the chirping birds outside my window. I can now claim some lost-in-the-moment spunk as I get by. I can now LET THINGS BE! HIS GRACE IS TRULY SUFFICIENT! MORE THAN ENOUGH! IN ABUNDANCE! EXTRAVAGANT! ALL PRAISE TO HIM!!! Worry is what does it mean again??? He freed me from all the rules my sinful nature & the deceitful devil tandem imposed! Blissfully praising Him in gratification under His Holy Presence is a humble luxury, very liberating it has a name, EUPHORIA!

But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”  – 2 Corinthians 12:9 NIV

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4:6-7

Then, when I was already “high” in the summit of tranquility, an “itch” bothered me; my passion to write. I guess this is ingeniously my art more than putting make-up on my face and my friends’ (with an exception of one named Nina, lol! I love you!) for writing disturbs me whenever I am comfortable and comforts me when I’m disturbed. It is the passion which chose me as its bearer and the Sacred Gift the Lord vested upon me as my staff when I found my purpose. Never it came to mind though that it would spring up as an instrument of healing from the Almighty. As I write these words in the classic pen and paper way (yeah, I’m old-fashioned like that when drafting), my Spirit sings with thanksgiving to the Lord! This is my identity and I absolutely love it! The very thing I craved for to do eversince I saw that billowing fire and wrote my first article when I was 5, and my soul desires to keep it at that until the day when I have to draw my last breath. I can write for the Lord forever!!!

Now may the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, equip you with everything good for doing his will… – Hebrews 13:20-21

He makes winds His messenger, flames of fire His servant. – Psalm 104:4

Given the best writing conditions… (written with a li’l sarcasm)
1. a basketball court full of cursing mouths 2 meters away from my room
2. my cutest nephews and niece who would knock on the door only to say, “We’d like to watch Frozen!!” – who wouldn’t “let it go?”
3. and my partner who always asks me to give him a back rub – which I totally can’t resist – disclaimer: I’m happy to do it, lol!
Not to mention…
4. my being a little conscious about how my books sit on the shelves

I can go on ’til tomorrow for a longer list of distractions but these things can never mess with my firm composure that’s in my Enabler’s mighty hands!

This blog that I thought would bring healing only to the lost at the onset, brought so much more as it prospers! Glory to God alone!

I’d like to seize this opportunity to thank some authors of several blogs I read for my personal consumption:
* Chronicle of a Wayward Son
* TheBenCompton
* Continually Seeking Him
* Littlethings4all
* Grounded Shackles
and the closest to my soul
* Crowns Before the Throne
* plus many others!

I am so blessed and honored to have been moved by them and share the same sentiments and speak the same language of love through writing. I highly recommend visiting their sites for inspiration and a more mature outlook in the spiritual arena.

GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME! And He loves us deeply beyond words, beyond measure! I will attest to this golden truth even more when hardship and disaster strikes! I can see clearly now. I understand that this “thorn in my flesh” is the cross I have to bear… And I will embrace it until the Perfect Author writes that I carry it! Excruciatingly distressing having it, but if God allowed it to hurt me like this, I am certain that it’s for my own reward and for the greater glory He surely deserves! I actually had a little epiphany, that if I didn’t have this thing, maybe I won’t be seeking Him so fervently. But, as my Messenger quoted:

“Who knows why we each suffer with different afflictions or struggles? The important thing to remember is that, while God may not have caused the strife in our lives, He knows how to use it for His goodwill, in His good time.” – John Daily (Crowns Before The Throne)

For God is not a God of disorder but of peace… – 1 Corinthians 14:33

God is light, and in Him is no darkness at all. – 1 John 1:5

INDEED! And so now, I’ve made up my mind. I will walk patiently with this thrusting thorn in my flesh fixing my eyes on that dream that I long to see unfold… when all creation will kneel before my Healer, Redeemer, Savior, The Prince of Peace, Jesus! My Lord, my God! that breathtaking grandeur of glory on the Day of His coming!


Now, I go back to that moment when I questioned Him in my distress. In quietness and trust, I now hear the words His eyes spoke in the stillness, He said, “I am always with you…”


“That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” – 2 Corinthians 12:10 (My Life Verse)




SIN is the VIRUS that infected us. The deadly pestilence. THE CAUSE OF OUR DAMNATION, and the thief that robs us our life making us filthy “walkers“.

Sinning is what makes us dead in our walk in faith. It is biting the fruit because the serpent asked you. Oftentimes, we see sin as an ill paradox and convince ourselves that indulging in premarital sex is cool or jealousy is love. Sin is a poison… and now that you see the label in the bottle, will you still drink it?

For the wages of sin is death. – Romans 6:23


Sin is the reason why Jesus have to die on the cross. Does that make you feel good?

NEXT EPISODE: bitten again?? (being a backslider)


Before the worship service earlier at the Feast (The Happiest Place On Earth) can start, the audio/video system halted while the priest is giving his final blessings to end the Holy Ceremony.

In humor, the humble priest began making funny gestures through sign language to imitate the little picture intended for the deaf on TV Mass airings. The “glitch” took its moment, but the priest decided to go at the top of his lungs to banish the abrupt change in the atmosphere. His voice echoed and rang even stronger than with a microphone. The Holy Spirit engulfed the silence and the service went on, uninterrupted; Exhilarating like always, the people sang through the rhythm of their faith. It was a miracle! (for they can already stop chanting and frown) But of course, God wouldn’t allow a not-so-perfect Feast and in a snap, the power was restored to His command.

Truly, nothing can stop the music of our hearts to play, all the more in the absence of audible sound. And that, even when the devil prowls, the love of God in our spirits will never cease to shine!

The devil won’t win! Praise God! Happy Sunday! =D


Romans 16:20
English Standard Version (ESV)
20 The God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you.


zombie – in its broadest sense, is a person who has lost his or her sense of self-awareness (source: zombie wiki)

WALKING DEAD. Not the TV series where people shoot undeads in the head but A CONDITION. It is being alive literally but not truly living. A state of being one with the “world”, hooking yourself on its “lures”. Walking dead to simply put it is LIVING IN THE FLESH. Note that we are spiritual beings and we are to live by the Spirit; setting our minds to the desires of the flesh can blatantly or clandestinely progress to a SPIRITUAL DEATH.

“For to set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace.” – Romans 8:6 (ESV)

Now, it is imperatively essential to be cognizant of the truth that “living in the flesh” is not only tantamount to engaging in sexual paloozas, but also, when you are caught off-guard, besieged by lurking thoughts of simple enviousness and such things you thought trivially innocuous. The lamer it presents itself, the scarier it becomes, for the more elementary the sin, the easier for us to absorb and digest. A facile mind and a dead spirit is doomed, making you a zombie who walks on the streets of your neighborhood (with more zombies…).

To give you a much more definitive view of what “living in the flesh” means, I snatched some verses from the Bible:

“Now the works of the flesh are evident: sexual immorality, impurity, sensuality, idolatry, sorcery, enmity, strife, jealousy, fits of anger, rivalries, dissensions, divisions, envy, drunkenness, orgies and things like these*. I warn you, as I warned you before, that those who do such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.” – Galatians 5:19-21 (ESV)

these* – this is like “others” on your job description (how scarier can it get??)



COMING UP NEXT: the VIRUS that infected us