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The More You Know God, the More You Don’t Know

(Originally published at WriteforACause.Org)

My Philosophy teacher used to tell us in his class, “The more you know, the more you don’t know.” I couldn’t understand what he was trying to imply before—I mean, what? I always thought it should be “the more you know, the more you know!” Right?

Well, he was actually right.

In a Christian life, this principle applies best. The more I draw near to God, and the more I know Him, the more I realized that there are a lot of things that I still don’t know about God. And believe me, even my life span here on earth could not know it all. I could not know everything! Could you?

Every time I study His word, the more I understand that God is too knowledgeable, too intelligent, and too wise for me to comprehend. The more I know about God’s principles, the more I understand that God is not bound in TIME, and therefore, the more I don’t know. Why? Because I’m a human being. I am bound in time. My life here on earth is bound in time. But God’s time is not. When I go to heaven, and face God, I believe even then I still would not know everything about God.

But God doesn’t see how big you have known Him, and that’s great. What matters most to God is how you have truly believed in His Son, and how you have accepted that Jesus died on the cross for us to be saved—in your heart, soul, and mind.


Friday Fictioneers – How Great Thou Art

This week’s photo prompt for 100-word flash fiction: Moon and Sky. To read more about the details, check Madison Woods Friday Fictioneers.

She was sitting alone on the wooden bench. It was a peaceful night. The moon, in its full circle, was shining on its all glory. But dark and thick clouds were half covering its beauty. Her eyes were wide, scrutinizing—deep into those eyes were some unknown thoughts.

The sky, oh how wide in its place, she’s just wonderfully amazed. With the moon, the clouds, the stars, the air, and the trees in the corners—everything is in its perfect place, everything has been wonderfully made.

“You’re thinking deeply.” A man said from nowhere, “Sometimes I think you’re lunatic.”

Blinking once, she said, eyes still focused at the moon, “They’re just pretty, Dad.”

Wonderfully made, she whispered.


Psalms 139:14

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.


Tears of Saints (1)

Written by: Jenine Silos

A half-emptied bottle of juice–a commercialized Calamansi drink–was rested upon the rounded table. A pile of folded papers was next to it. She was typing keys on the keyboard for quite some time now, and the sounds that it make were the only audible noise in the perimeters of that small room. Under her eyes there were dark circles — anyone who sees her would initially assume that she was stress.

She was nineteen years old but during these kind of days, a week before examination, her age would not agree to her outward appearance. She was always busy in cramming. Oh, yes, she’s cramming–again! She knew it was not normal anymore, especially since she had a lot of free time wherein she could study her school notes and so on. But then again, she was not using her free time for leisure, she was not wasting her time for clubs, she was not even studying in her free time, at all!

She was found facing the computer screen most of the time — that is.

She was writing.

And no one knows what she writes.

The door knob clicked and yet it was nothing to her.

Her eyes were widening in frustration as she faced the computer codes, tracing whatever errors and bugs that she made in the process. If she could not get it this time, then she might fail her exams. Cramming was very frustrating for her, but to complain was not even an option.

“Nina,” Called her older sister, who had just entered the door.

She was hearing nothing.






“What?” She turned her face towards the caller, her face looked interrupted.

Nina looked bewildered when she realized that her older sister looked worried, but about what? When her sister hastily put her bag on the table, she asked, “Are you in a rush, Merry? You just came in.”

Merry, the older one, shook her head while she was looking something into her bag, “I dropped by at the gasoline station to buy snacks. I saw some children on the corner, then a kid grabbed my shirt.”

“And?” Nina followed up, turning her focus back to the screen. “Are they the usual kids? I think I know them.”

“No, they are new faces. She was asking for some medicine for her sister’s fever.” She said, the sounds of opening her wallet was even audible.

Nina stopped from what she was doing in the computer. Then she turned back again to her sister, and asked, “Did you give them food?”

“No, she was only asking for medicines. We cannot give them money, but I’ll cook some oatmeal for them. The older one is sick and her fever is high, but I said to them to wait for me because I will bring food.”

“Nina, I was thinking to give them your gray comforter, is it alright with you?” Merry asked momentarily.

“It’s cold tonight, and it looks like it’s going to rain.” Nina said, “Prepare the oatmeal then, I’ll go and get the comforter.”

Finally, Nina was standing up from her chair after the long hours of cramming with her codes and notes. Debugging and tracing was then nowhere in her mind. She went inside the room to get the gray comforter, the one that her mother gave to her in case of emergency, but she wasn’t using it actually. So what Merry suggested was a wise idea.

And those children will need the comforter more than them, anyway.

‘I don’t get the parents of those children’, Nina asked herself as she entered the room. ‘Probably their parents don’t get it in the first place. If only we could give them shelter.’

“You go and see them, Nina.” Merry said after awhile, pouring now the cooked oatmeal inside the small lacquer box.

“Me? I thought you promised them you’ll be back. If they’re new faces then they don’t know me, either.” Nina replied, the comforter was now folded in her arms.

Merry looked at her with obvious eyes, “You will know them immediately. One of them is sick, and they’re just lying beside the cooler of Rex Drug Store.”

Nina glanced at the computer screen that was left idle for some minutes now. Sighing, she said, “Okay then.”

Merry gave her the lacquer filled with hot oatmeal and said, “I already bought medicines for the sick child. Just give the instructions to the youngest one, tell them to eat the oatmeal first. And don’t give them money, just buy them some mineral water.”

“I see.” Nina nodded then she went on her way.


There were children, of about four,  in their dirt faces lying on the cold cement, they were like some tunas in a small can, lying like worms, bending their knees upon the cold just next to the cooler of a drug store, some mere walks away from Nina’s residence. Drawing nearer to the street children, Nina’s heart was then broken upon seeing their pitiable situation, to worry about her cramming and tight schedule was not even enough to endure the anxiousness of these children.

If only…she always thought.

“Who’s got the fever among you?” Nina asked, she was now kneeling down beside them on the cement. The children looked up at her. A bliss of hope was upon their faces when Nina smiled at them.

“My older sister, Big Sis!” One exclaimed while pointing her index finger at the one who was lying very weakly. “She’s like that ever since yesterday.”

Nina sighed in desperation, offering some coins from her pocket, “Can someone buy a mineral water from the store then?”

“Me! I can do it.” The smallest kid answered, dirt covered her temples down to her pointed chin.

“Go then, buy some water.” Nina said and gave the kid some coins in exact amount. The kid rushed to the nearest store.

“Were you the one who passed by here earlier, Big Sis?” A boy, of about four years old, asked in a low voice.

“No. But I’m her younger sister. She already gave you the medicines, right?” Nina said as she opened the lacquer box, then she gave them the utensils. They all nodded.

She turned towards the sicked one, and said, “Up now, little child. You need to eat this before the medicine.”

The girl coughed but did what Nina said, anyway. The boy assisted her to lean her back on the wall, and they helped her to eat.

“Can we eat some, too, Big Sis?” Asked one a moment later.

“Of course, but prioritize first the sick one, okay?”

“Here’s the water! Here’s the water!” The kid who went to buy reported.

“Now, now. When she’s done eating, let her drink the medicine okay? The other two tablets are for tomorrow’s breakfast and lunch.” Nina instructed. “But never let her drink it without eating anything first.”

“Okay, Big Sis.” The smallest one replied.

“And oh, by the way, I have some unused comforter here. I will give it to your older sister because she is sick and it’s cold tonight.” Nina informed, unfolding the comforter, until someone pulled it from her.

“Can I have this instead?” The youngest asked.

“No, it’s mine!” The boy exclaimed, pulling off the comforter from the other. Then they all went into chaos.

“Wait! Don’t quarrel!” Nina interfered. Nina pulled back the comforter and said, “This is for the sick one, okay? She’s sick and she needs it most. When she’s fine, then you all can share with it. Okay?”

The children just nodded.

“That’s it.” Nina said, smiling as she stood up. She lay hands on the sick one and prayed within, then she went on her way back home.

“THANK YOU, BIG SIS!” The children shouted.


Morning after.

“I saw them on the streets.” Merry said, closing the door.

“Is she okay now?” Nina asked.

“I think yes. Because they were smiling, I have not seen the oldest though.”

When Nina went back to the drug store, to check them herself, the children were not there anymore.

So instead, she just went to buy some coffee at the nearest convenience. And upon crossing the street she saw the children at the other side, playing some wooden cars. When Nina saw the oldest one, the one who got sicked, who was also there–smiling–and was playing along with her siblings, Nina just then could not explain the happiness she had felt deep inside.

From a distance, seeing them with their brilliant smiles now, Nina almost broke into tears.

Thank You, LORD.

For You have heard our prayers.

Nina smiled.


Psalms 147:3

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”

 James 5:15

“And the prayer of faith will save the one who is sick, and the LORD will raise him up. And if he has committed sins, he will be forgiven.”


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Be a Blessing to Others

Written by: Jenine Silos

In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven. (Matthew 5:16 ESV)

Indeed, as it is written, let your light shine before others and they will see God’s presence in your life, and the Father will be glorified.  God has purposes for everything, even with the smallest details in your life and in every action that you take. Yesterday night, I wrote an article in contribution to this site’s cause, WHY SUNDAYS ARE HAPPY DAYS?  One person immediately responded that she was blessed by the article, and I am thankful to God that he has used me for this cause, so that Him will be glorified.

And much to my surprise, as I opened my facebook account early this morning, someone I know (another person) has tagged me in her status update. Upon reading her post, my heart suddenly jumped in surprise and happiness. WHY? I am blessed to know that SHE is blessed with the article. Only two persons are blessed, yes, but two souls are every ESPECIAL to the Lord our God, so I am very blessed to have this opportunity to make articles that will bless others. God has inspired me to write articles that will please Him, and so be it, and all glory belongs to God alone. I do not boast, but in HIM I boast.

To quote the person’s post, in our language it says, “because of you, kaw jud naka encourage saku. gi try naku open sa fb n khen and message inbox then i click your name nagchat mo sat may nakita ko na site na ghatag nmo sa iya then i click nabsa naku yup tama ka neen Sundays are a Happy Days thank u so much sa pag encourage kay tungod gibaliwala naku ang pag simba sa kadaghan og reasons na konsensiya ko ug maau sorry Lord… ug daghan salamat sa pag encourage neen god bless always your the best writter…”

“Because of you. You’re the person who encouraged me. I tried to open Khen’s (her lover)  facebook to check the message inbox. I clicked your name and saw that the two of you have chatted last Saturday! Then I saw a site that you’ve recommended to Khen, so I clicked it and read the articles. Yes, you’re right, Neen. SUNDAYS are HAPPY DAYS. Thank you so much for the encouragement, I have disregarded going to church for so many reasons! I’m guilty, I am so sorry, Lord.  And thank you so much Neen for the encouragement, God bless you always. You’re the best writer….”

This girl and I aren’t close enough in personal. That’s why I always get surprise whenever she hit me messages. But I know her because she’s the lover of my mother’s friend, which is also a friend of mine, until she has become my friend, too. She’s very pretty but she has a life that I cannot condemn — for there is no condemnation in Christ. I am actually blessed at her testimonial, that she’s blessed with the article, that’s why I am writing this now — BE A BLESSING TO OTHERS. And you will see that the LORD our God is doing all these things.

It is not me. It is God. 

For I am just a person whom He has used to inspire others. And it is my pleasure to write for a cause, so that the Father will be glorified and all people will see His greatness and glory.

To the two persons who were encouraged by the article, Analyn and Chiaki, I just want to say that I am more blessed for knowing that you are blessed with the article which God has inspired me to write. I pray that the Lord our God will continue in touching your hearts.

I am your partner. Your partner in prayers.

God bless to all who is reading this article.

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Why Sundays are Happy Days?

Written by: Jenine Silos

Once, a classmate asked me, her tone was suggesting deep curiosity, “Neen, you don’t usually hang out with us. Why is that?”

I just smiled. At first, I did not know how to answer her question, I didn’t even know if she would be able to understand my reasons. But, if I wouldn’t tell her the reasons right there, it would make me a hypocrite. And there was more than that, it would be similar as denying Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior.


Because when I was born again and decided to follow Christ, the worldly things don’t matter to me any longer. Including those hanging out with friends in the mall and to any place that benefits me nothing. Most of my college friends loved hanging out, but I wasn’t always there. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing. I don’t say it’s evil. But the question is…is it pleasing to the eyes of the Lord? Does my going there and here and fun all day will glorify the Father? Surely, yes, if that fun is for the Lord. But it’s unlikely.

So I told her, “Well, I am busy most of the time.”

She irked her brow. “Busy at what?”

“In ministry and other church activities. Or if not, I’m busy in school of course, sometimes working on with my part-time job. But, if I’m not busy then I’m just writing something. Most importantly, I don’t enjoy outside activities, unless it’s for the ministry. That is all to it. ” I said and she just nodded her head in awe.

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Well, I’m a university student, and there are times that I have school activities during Sundays, but none of it I had attended yet. Because the JOY that I gain in worshiping the Lord every Sunday services cannot be compared to the JOY of that good grades! When it is Sunday, it is always a HAPPY DAY for me. Because it is the day wherein I can completely worship the LORD with all my heart and soul, it is His day. A BIG HAPPY DAY.

The only thing, and the best one I may add, that I can do for the Father is to avoid the worldly matters — and sooner or later, my classmates and friends would see the DIFFERENCE. The differences between my life and their life. It’s difficult, yes, especially when temptations are everywhere. But then, in God, nothing is impossible — I really love to say this — that there’s nothing impossible with God.

So what are the differences?

  • They go to beaches and clubs, I attend church monthly meetings.
  • They love worldly music, I find it annoying.
  • They use their free time after school for nothing, I use mine to attend every available activities I can attend to in the church.
  • They curse, I say nothing.
  • They laugh hard for funny jokes (and I am their laughing stock most of the time), but I laugh because that’s my character ever since I was born again.
  • When we fail a subject, they’re disappointed and sad. But I always smile and press on. As if nothing happens. They even told me that it was their first time to see someone who got failed and yet was still happy about it.
  • They wake up early in the morning for school matters, while I am always excited to wake up early for daily devotionals.
  • They don’t usually have peace…but in Him I always have.
  • They proclaim to believe in God, but their lifestyle do not say it.
  • They usually sleep or hang out on Sundays…but Sundays are my Happy days with the LORD.
Until one day, a close friend of mine came to asked me…because she wondered…and wondered…and wondered: “Neen, why are you always happy? Neen…what do you do in your church?” See????! Someone finally noticed the difference! And more…I so believed, more and more will be blessed just by noticing the differences of our lives. They will see God’s presence in me…and that is my desire.
I want to encourage my friends and classmates….that SUNDAYS are HAPPY DAYS with the LORD our GOD!
So I encourage you to go and be a blessing to everyone that you know! And sooner or later….those people around you will notice the difference.

1 Chapter of The Covenant

The Covenant by Jenine SilosHere’s the 1 chapter of Jenine’s novel, THE COVENANT. Take a glimpse of it for a free read.

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Friday Fictioneers – Do not worry about tomorrow.

WriteForACause.Org in participation with the Friday’s Fictioneers, of Madison Woods. To read about the FF prompts, check this link.

Old and crumpled. The crinkled papers on the wall, totally wasted.

The house’s going to be demolished. Soon.

“Mama, where are we going now?”

“I feel scared, Mama.” Added he, his face was innocent but dirt covered it all. “It was hard to get those papers…but…”

“Do not worry, son. Everything will be alright.” Assured the mother, a baby on her arms.

“Does He know our situation?” Asked the child.

“Yes, He does.” She grabbed the child’s arm, “Let’s not worry about tomorrow. Tomorrow will worry about itself, son, today’s trouble is enough for today.” Then they both walked away.


Matthew 6:34

“So don’t worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own worries. Today’s trouble is enough for today.”


The reward we get from helping others is in knowing that we have been blessed with the opportunity to do so. This reward doubles up in silence and multiplies when done from our hearts. Loving kindness is our own way of thanking God for the gift of life.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Together

Maranatha Family

WriteForACause.Org is new to this photo challenges, but it is our pleasure to participate and contribute to the weekly photo challenge. We ourselves are glad to share our photos altogether. The photo above was taken after our Dawn Prayer which is done every Saturdays. In our church we have different ministries, and our group is under the Care Group Ministry–a leadership ministry–and we are servants of the LORD your God and our God.

The woman at the middle is the author of our monthly publication entitled The Wonders in Fable Land together with her church and ministry families. TOGETHER – we stand as one team for the advancement of the Kingdom of God.

Dawn Prayer

The smiles that you make after the fellowship, worship, and prayer to the LORD our God. Together, we smile. All glory belongs to God alone.

Together We Smile For God's Kingdom