I Kissed Dating Goodbye: A Review of Some Sort

Today, we will talk about Love. Yes, I’ll go straight to the point. This is what happens when children grow up, they talk about love and stuff. Haha. Anyways…

Few weeks back, I finally read Joshua Harris’ I Kissed Dating Goodbye.

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I’ve seen this book being read by my blockmates back in College; I knew then that it would be something worth reading. But at that time, I got this very little patience when it comes to “practical” books (those that give suggestions on what to do with your life and all that), I’m only fond of reading fiction novels ergo I read no Joshua in College Days. September last year however, when I went to a book fair, I finally decided to buy the book. Oh, please don’t judge if I just read it three weeks ago. ;)

The book got my attention in the first few chapters. A lightning struck; I got hooked. Joshua shared his convictions with regards to dating – if he is not ready for intimacy, for marriage, he will not commit to be in a relationship with someone (even giving hints when there are times that he already got a prospect in mind). He is very ideal. The reason why he decided to choose this path is that he believes that this is what The Lord wanted him to do: to develop intimacy with God and to value relationships with the people surrounding him (not leading them to something that will become confusing and messy, but taking care of them like brothers and sisters).

Joshua considers the plans of The Lord in stored for him and he is willing to wait while he is in the season of singleness in his life. He’s willing to sacrifice the good now in order to get the best later. While in his current season, he wanted to grow deeper in his relationship with God; exploring and obeying where The Lord has placed him to go, to reach out, to serve.

When I was eleven years old, even when I got silly crushes, I was ideal as Joshua’s. While in the middle of reading his book, I found out, ten years after that I made myself vulnerable to compromise. I haven’t been in any relationships ever since although I got this certain person that I really really like and I always thought that if this guy will pursue me, I might say yes. As Joshua says, God placed in our hearts the desire to be in a relationship, to be in a commitment, but we should only do so at the right time, at the right place, with the right person.

I always thank God that He never made this guy that I like pursue me. For one, thank God that the guy doesn’t like me the way I did for him; second, The Lord knows how deceiving my heart can be and I know that He’s protecting me. God will grant my desire of being in a relationship when he knows that I am ready. He doesn’t want me to settle. And I also know that I shouldn’t be equally yoke with an unbeliever. It is hard, yes, but focusing on God will make it easier for us. And I need, like Joshua and all of us Christians, to grow deeper in love with The Lord first and everything will just fall in its right pieces of the puzzle.

I hated that the book revealed my petty desires for the things and persons that I wanted now. Dyahe. Haha. It is also the same reason, however, that I loved it because it speaks of the truth, of what we all should pursue of if we wanted to honor God in our relationships.

I liked that Joshua pointed out our selfish tendencies when we like a person; how we always wanted to know if our feelings are reciprocated and if it were, we feel good. Most times, we only think about what good we can get and love is not like that. Love is thinking of what is best for the other person, it involves wisdom when to know the right timing to be with each other. Of course, it is easier said than done. But we always have to start with our choices. As the old saying goes, nothing worth-having comes out easy.

Hustle while we wait! Lets not just stand here and do nothing. Lets serve God with all our might, focusing our undivided attention to him, seeking to pursue the joy of obeying our Master. Ladies, lets behave like a queen to attract a king. Don’t ever settle. And while we’re here, lets make the most of our time!

As for me, I’m renewing my vows to relationships and commitment, bringing back my eleven to my twenty-one year old self. ;)

Bookmarked!

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I Ransacked Manila International Book Fair 2012 for Two Hours (YES!terday)

And it wouldn’t be possible if not for Tita Ayds (le officemate) who gave me a free tix last week:

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She is very kind! :)

The Manila International Book Fair 2012 had been running since September 12 and today would be its last day. So, what are you waiting for? Drop by NOW. You only got til 8pm to grab ’em all discounted books!

I was able to go there yesterday at around 4:30ish in the afternoon. I have settled (in my mind and pocket) on a maximum P500-budget in buying whatever book that I might need or want. I have been in this whole ‘budgeting’ thing within the last four months already. If you’re a family member or a close friend, you’ll probably understand what I’m saying. Haha! But things just have to happen, don’t they?

When I first came in, I was surprised by how wide the place is and how many the books are to fit in those wide open spaces. Good thing, they have directories such as this:

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It’s kind of wide so you have to be strategic as to what aisle you will visit first. If you’re like me who’s following a strict budget, go where your preferences would thoroughly be suited. As for me, Aisle K where OMF Literature Inc. is located, is the first stop.

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Buying Sir Ronald Molmisa’s Lovestruck (original and single’s edition) was already on my mind. I haven’t read the book yet, but, I heard that it’s really good. Ergo, that has been one of my purpose at the fair. I’ll enumerate the books that I bought later on.

OMF was very good at entertaining shoppers as they also have a live band singing worship songs which surely boosts and uplifts one’s spirit. :)

I only stayed 30 to 40 minutes at OMF and my P500-budget was already splurged with six books (2 major books + 4 mini books). I consumed my maximum. However, I still roam around the SMX Hall just to check if I’m missing out some other things or some other books like…

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This one: The Hunger Games (series). I bet this is also at a discounted price, but I can’t afford it yet. Haha! So for now, iBooks will do. I’m already on Mocking Jay, btw. :)

Going back, MIBF 2012 is also a good springboard for the fans (to meet the authors of their favorite books) and the book authors (to meet their actual readers) and the promotion of the book itself. Some recognizable personalities was there too:

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Jane (Rita Avila) of Walang Hanggan is there to promote her story book for children.

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Loraxx is there too! The downside of not having companions in this kind of event: I can’t take a picture with Loraxx. Boohoo. :/ #kidatheartforever

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Epic stolen shot of Sir Ramon Bautista and Tado Jimenez! HAHA. When I saw them, I was like, ‘Wow! Dream come true!’ I don’t quite have enough moohlah so I befit myself in taking photos of them unnoticed. :P

Here are the books and stuffs that I bought from the fair:

Let us have it one by one. I got these all in 20-30% discount. :)


These books are in total of P617:
•I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Joshua Harris
•Boy Meets Girl by Joshua Harris
•Lovestruck by Ronald Molmisa (the original version, I’ll give as a gift to my brother’s girlfriend, Ate Reena; the other one is also requested by my friend, Mari)
•Ang Pera na Hindi Bitin by Eduardo Roberto Jr. (I need financial advise, you know, lol)
•When God Writes Your Love Story by Eric and Leslie Ludy


These ballers, I got them for P80 only. I love it! If I only got a lot of money, I would’ve buy a lot of these. But I only got the 2 Corinthians 5:7 and Matthew 19:26. Coolest thing ever!

Aaaaaaaaaand, look what I got my hands into (finally)!!!! The Morning Rush Top Ten: The Best of Chico Garcia and Delamar Arias! I’ve been a Rusher since College days, roughly 3-4 years already. I just bought this yesterday as well (I know) after hopping by four bookstores. I was looking for this book in the fair but it wasn’t available at National Bookstore or Fully Booked there. A friendly advise: grab your copy of this now while supplies last (only for P175)! You don’t wanna miss it. Just like the Professional Heckler says, this is breathtaking information. This is brilliant, flashing insight! :)

All that (and I’m sure there’s more) happened in Manila International Book Fair 2012 (plus a bit of a tour at PowerBooks)!

And yes, judging from my receipts, I overspent. I got to rearrange my budget allowance for the month all over again. Haha!

Next time, I’ll save more so I can have more. #booksareluv :)

I Kissed Dating Goodbye (by Joshua Harris): The Room

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index-card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order.But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings.

 

As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read“Girls I Have Liked.” I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.

 

And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn’t match.

 

A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named “Friends” was next to one marked “Friends I Have Betrayed.”

The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. “Books I Have Read,” “Lies I Have Told,”Comfort I Have Given,” “Jokes I Have Laughed At.”

 

Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: “Things I’ve Yelled at My Brothers.” Others I couldn’t laugh at: “Things I Have Done in My Anger,” “Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.”

 

I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped.

 

I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards?But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

 

When I pulled out the file marked “Songs I Have Listened To,” I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.

 

When I came to a file marked “Lustful Thoughts,” I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded.

 

An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind:“No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!” In an insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore “People I Have Shared the Gospel With.” the handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused.I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt started in my stomach and shook through me.I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame,from the overwhelming shame of it all.

 

The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes.No one must ever, ever know of this room.I must lock it up and hide the key.But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw HIM. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh,anyone but Jesus.

I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards.I couldn’t bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one?

Finally He turned and looked at me from across the roomHe looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn’t anger me.I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again.

 

He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn’t say a wordHe just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room,He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card.

“No!” I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was “No, no,” as I pulled the card from Him. HIS name shouldn’t be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of JESUS covered mine. It was written with His blood.

He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards.

 

I don’t think I’ll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.

 

He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, “It is finished.”

I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

 

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Only one word can describe Big D: Awesome! He has done so much for each and everyone of us when He died on the cross for our sins. That story is the Ultimate. And I’m so thankful of His mercies, grace and love. Amazing. May the guidance, comfort and peace be with us all this week. Oh yes!