Little Whispers, Pia Suiza

I Am No Jose Rizal

Numbers 11:4-15

4 The children of Israel lamented, “Would that we had meat for food! 5 We remember the fish we used to eat without cost in Egypt, and the cucumbers, the melons, the leeks, the onions, and the garlic. 6 But now we are famished; we see nothing before us but this manna.” 7 Manna was like coriander seed and had the appearance of bdellium. 8 When they had gone about and gathered it up, the people would grind it between millstones or pound it in a mortar, then cook it in a pot and make it into loaves, which tasted like cakes made with oil. 9 At night, when the dew fell upon the camp, the manna also fell. 10 When Moses heard the people, family after family, crying at the entrance of their tents, so that the LORD became very angry, he was grieved. 11 “Why do you treat your servant so badly?” Moses asked the LORD. “Why are you so displeased with me that you burden me with all this people? 12 Was it I who conceived all this people? or was it I who gave them birth, that you tell me to carry them at my bosom, like a foster father carrying an infant, to the land you have promised under oath to their fathers? 13 Where can I get meat to give to all this people? For they are crying to me, ‘Give us meat for our food.’ 14 I cannot carry all this people by myself, for they are too heavy for me. 15 If this is the way you will deal with me, then please do me the favor of killing me at once, so that I need no longer face this distress.”

Psalms 81:12-13, 14-15, 16-17

R: Sing with joy to God our help.
11 [12] “My people heard not my voice, and Israel obeyed me not; 12 [13] so I gave them up to the hardness of their hearts; they walked according to their own counsels.” (R) 13 [14] “If only my people would hear me, and Israel walk in my ways, 14 [15] quickly would I humble their enemies; against their foes I would turn my hand.” (R) 15 [16] “Those who hated the LORD would seek to flatter me, but their fate would endure forever, 16 [17] while Israel I would feed with the best of wheat, and with honey from the rock I would fill them.” (R)

Matthew 14:13-21

13 When Jesus heard of the death of John the Baptist, he withdrew in a boat to a deserted place by himself. The crowds heard of this and followed him on foot from their towns. 14 When he disembarked and saw the vast crowd, his heart was moved with pity for them, and he cured their sick. 15 When it was evening, the disciples approached him and said, “This is a deserted place and it is already late; dismiss the crowds so that they can go to the villages and buy food for themselves.” 16 He said to them, “There is no need for them to go away; give them some food yourselves.” 17 But they said to him, “Five loaves and two fish are all we have here.” 18 Then he said, “Bring them here to me,” 19 and he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up to heaven, he said the blessing, broke the loaves, and gave them to the disciples, who in turn gave them to the crowds. 20 They all ate and were satisfied, and they picked up the fragments left over — twelve wicker baskets full. 21 Those who ate were about five thousand men, not counting women and children.


“Then he said, ‘Bring them here to me.’” Mt 14:18

“Please edit this. Stop using motherhood statements. Nobody will read your article!”

This was the editor’s reply when I sent her my THIRD revised article. Yes, third (you don’t want to know the comments for the first 2 revisions!). This was my first attempt to get published in a magazine back when I was in second year high school.

I am not a born writer. I never had a diary to scribble in my thoughts daily. I’d fall asleep after reading 5 pages of a book. I had terrible spelling. It took me weeks to complete a well-written text. All I had was a slightly creative mind that enjoyed the satisfaction of putting words together and a different kind of faith. That’s it! (And maybe my high confidence level added a bit ‘umph’ to my badly written pieces!)

Every time I write, I would say a little prayer to ask for guidance and inspiration. This is my writing ritual. It is my way of offering up whatever talent I have to that one big writer pen-named as God.

Now, I have been contributing to the same magazine for six years. I am also blessed to do some freelance work from time to time. I graduated from Journalism and I’m now happily building my career in the publication industry.

You see, whatever little we have, when we bring it to Him, gets multiplied! All our efforts and hard work together with the trust we place in Him magnifies our capabilities 10-fold! He will use our gifts to bring us to where He wants us to be. Yes! God is a stage father who loves to see all of us successful and happy! So offer to Him all your talents and surely He will use it and make it grow more than you can imagine.

What talent do you think God wants you to develop? -Pia Suiza. YLSS#22

Father God, all I am is yours. Grant me the confidence and humility to declare to the world how great you are through my talents. AMEN.

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