The Truth

What is truth? People like to ask that question, wondering how they can trick you into assuming there is such a thing as "absolute truth." But the better question they may ask would be, "Who is Truth?" God, the creator of the world we live in, is the author of truth.

Below I have The Apostle's Creed. This is what I believe.
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I believe in God, the Father Almighty,
the Creator of heaven and earth,
and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord:

Who was conceived of the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, died, and was buried.

He descended into hell.

The third day He arose again from the dead.

He ascended into heaven
and sits at the right hand of God the Father Almighty,
whence He shall come to judge the living and the dead.

I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy *catholic church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and life everlasting.

Amen.

*The word "catholic" refers not to the Roman Catholic Church, but to the universal church of the Lord Jesus Christ.

http://www.reformed.org/documents/apostles_creed.html

Perseverance

Yosemite is truly a beautiful place. God sure must have had fun putting it together. He must enjoy it every day as seasons change, blanketing it with a new look, and as countless sunrises and sunsets paint the landscape heavenly colors.

A group of us families from back home in Davao went camping there this last weekend. The highlight of the trip was probably Half Dome. It's about 17 miles, round trip. A long day hike, but do-able. I saw some things there that were truly inspiring, in the creation around us, and in my fellow hikers.

I saw my dad staying at the back of the group, helping along anyone who needed aid, giving "survival powder" to people who needed it. I saw him help my best friend Lem up to the top, even as Lem's legs were cramping up.

I saw Lem persevering up the entire hike, and all the way back down, even though he was in pain. I saw him taking pictures, as he always does, to help cement the wonderful day in all our memories.

I saw Uncle Roger hike the entire hike, slowly but surely, despite his complications with his knee. Unfazed by pain or by having to hike slow, he conquered Half Dome with the rest of us, and even swam in the freezing cold Merced River on the way down.

This trip served as another reminder of my awesome creator God, and of the beautiful friends and family that He has given me. Thank you, God!