Resurrection Sunday

I’m sure it will be a great day Sunday. Woke up with a clear head this morning. Last night had been awful. I had severe headaches I think due to the cool and warm temperatures in and out of the mall. Yesterday morning, we visited our parents in Caloocan for lunch. It was nice to see them again, and see them well. My dad is looking good after he colored his hair black again. He will be preaching today’s Easter message. We left in the afternoon and decided to have my haircut. My brother rode with us up to Binondo then he biked to church. We went to SM Manila, but the barber I used to have my haircut was already gone. We then went to SM Makati, and had my haircut. It turned out pretty good.


This week I have to hear three people pass away. It’s unusual to hear someone dying in Holy Week. But well, Jesus did, centuries before the tradition was even set. But today brings us hope, and a reason to press on, that we may leave this earth for now, but soon, just like Christ rose first from the dead, so will we who have known Him. Thank You for your gift of eternal life.


He is not here [in the tomb], He has risen!

A Day in the Life

This morning Nette and I for a morning ride at The Fort. The bikes haven’t been used for a while so it needed some air. Got to the gas station and had an intense time airing because it was my first time to do it without someone helping me. But after that it was a great ride.

The Help


I just finished reading The Help by Kathryn Stocketts. I took interest in reading the book after seeing the movie of the same name. The movie vied for Best Picture in this year’s Oscars and had won other movie awards so I thought it was a good story. It’s a story about three women that took the courage to voice out the stories of black domestic helpers in Jackson, Mississippi at the dawn of the civil rights movement. 


What I appreciate most about this book is the theme of courage. Someone said courage is not the absence of fear, but doing something despite the presence of fear. The three women in the story acted upon courage to voice out the plight of the help by writing a book despite the risk of being found out and facing the consequences of their actions. 


I remember Andy Stanley once talked in his podcast about courage. And he says that a “single act of courage is often times the tipping point for something extraordinary.” And that is true in this story.


Am I courageous? I need to be. I need more of it. I need the courage of:


  • Abraham - followed God in faith even if he didn’t know where he was going

  • Moses - led the Israelites from Egypt through the desert, short of the Promise Land

  • Joshua - led the Israelites to the Promise Land, had to grow out of Moses’ shadow

  • Gideon - delivered the Israelites in spite of his insecurities

  • Jesus - chose the way of the cross in spite of the pain and suffering for the greater good of mankind.

Two Bible promises we can hold on to so we can act courageously:


Philippians 4:13 - I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.


Matthew 28:20 - I am with you always to the very end of the age.

Beauty of the cross

This afternoon I got to go to the Fort to buy halo-halo for the people in the house. I wait at the car as Nette orders inside.



I looked around me and I noticed two construction cranes in the skyline, one of which is the up and coming Shangri-la hotel rising in 2014. Once in a while I like looking at different skylines of cities in photos and I know that a cityscape with awkward construction cranes does not look good. It’s an eyesore, a reminder that something is not yet complete. But it represents progress and development. They are important in building high towers.


Then I remember about the cross of Christ. When you try to picture it, a wooden cross, rough, flaky one might get saludsod by just touching them. It’s bloody, from the man hanging on the cross. His body beaten, bruised and wounded. A crown of thorns pressed on his head cutting his flesh and blood stinging his eyes. A man in agony, in pain. Who would dare look to such a painful scene and not cringe at the sight.


“The stone that the builders rejected, has now become the cornerstone.” (Acts 4:11, NLT)



But it is in this place, in this moment, that Jesus utters his victory call, not with a triumphant shout, but with a faint last breath, “It is finished.” Mission accomplished. He chose the way of the cross. The way of suffering, and death for you and me so that we “will not perish, but have everlasting life” (John 3:16). Like holding your wife’s wrinkled hand and looking through her eyes in old age, we find a new meaning of beauty at the cross, a beauty that is beyond aesthetics. And far be it that this completion in the chapter of our universe is the end of all things. Endings always give way to new beginnings, new hope and new life, through a risen Christ, our Savior.


May we find the beauty in what Christ has done for us. May we recognize our need of Him and receive it as ours. May it speak true to our lives, that there’s new hope and new life through Christ.

Keep calm and know He's always with you

Woke up an hour ago and found a text message from my mom. A girl who once went to your church met an accident yesterday. There was a hold-up in the jeep she was on so she jumped out of the speeding jeep and bump her head on the concrete. Now she is in coma (I read in FB, in critical condition, hope she’s out of danger now) in Chinese General Hospital.


What an unfortunate event. Praying that she will recover and be back on her two feet. In the name of Jesus.


Can’t help but remember my own mishap with hold-uppers last January when I visited Daet, Camarines Norte for Chi Alpha. It’s very important to always keep calm, and know that God is with you even in times like these. The following is an excerpt I wrote before about that experience.


January 30, 2012:


The night of Monday was a memorable one, of how God protects His children. Yesterday morning, I woke up from a bad dream, someone’s chasing me and trying to do harm on me. I told this to my teammates, and I said it’s been a while since I had a dream, and I just brushed it off and went on the days activity. That night, I boarded a Philtranco bus from Daet to Manila around 9PM. Because the bus had still empty seats, it took more passengers along the way. I was nudged to place my backpack where my laptops and gadgets are under my seat, and I slept. By approx 11PM, I woke up to a commotion on the bus, there was an ongoing hold-up situation on the bus! Everyone was looking down as instructed by the robbers—there were 4 of them toting guns and icepicks. From the back they started making their way to each passenger. 


Silently I began to whisper and pray, I began to pray, “In Jesus Name, In Jesus Name!” I began to pray in tongues. And suddenly there was this clear assurance in my heart as if God was saying “Do not be afraid, I am with you.” The word was as clear as day. And I felt this security envelope me, my fear slowly removed from my body. When the robber turned on me, he asked me for my money, so I removed my wallet and opened it up for him, hoping he would just take the money and leave my wallet and important ID and ATMs behind. And he did. He took less than a thousand from me. Thank God because I didn’t place all the money that I had in my wallet. I had more in my suitcase. He also patted my pants pockets hoping to find a cellphone which was on my right pocket. I was praying Lord don’t let anyone text or call me or I’ll be in trouble. Because the cellphone was lodged deep in my pocket, he didn’t find it. I was also worried about the backpack that had my laptop and other gadgets, I was able to hide it under my seat and it became invisible to them. After they got want they wanted, they went down the bus and we hurried off to the nearest police station to file a blotter. 


Thank God for His protection because nobody was hurt, and only a few amounts of cash were taken from me. After the incident, I found myself surprisingly calm. And I began to thank God for His protection, His wisdom and presence at that time. He is not just the God of my future or my past, He is God of my Now. I have once again proven that we have an awesome God!

One more day before holy break

Today is Holy Wednesday. It was our last day at the office. By the way, I work as a web developer and graphic designer for Asia Pacific Media Ministries and ICI Ministries Philippines. There were less people on the streets that the usual since some have already gone ahead with their Lenten vacation.


Today I am thankful because the latest issue of Moms Magazine has been delivered to the office. It’s quite exciting because the topic is about Overseas Filipino Workers, and there’s an insert in the magazine, a new publication called Men in Progress, a complimentary newsletter for men. Everyone in the staff seems satisfied with the output. I’m satisfied myself. It was also my first time to write for MIP, so Kuya Ptr. Alvin Tud, our MIP magazine editor, handed me a gift of Php200 worth of gift certificates from Starbucks. It’s always fun to receive good things.


I’ve been also working on our new online store that will sell our videos and books that we’ve produced. We had a wonderful meeting in the afternoon to go through some decisions to make for the project. One was choosing a name for the online store. A few suggestions came to mind, and after an intense brainstorming of seven people in a small round table at Bro Bill’s office, Alvin (our other Alvin at the office) offered the name Sari-sari Media, which rung nice to everybody’s ears. I’m looking forward to get this online store working soon.


Thank God for a productive day.

Who is Patrick Tan?

When I was born, my parents named me Patrick Vincent Cua Tan. I was born on September 11. Today I am 30 years old. I am a husband to my wife Nette. We got married January 16, 2010, two years ago. I am a web developer and a graphic designer since 2002. I am a believer of the Lord Jesus Christ since I was 15. Today I serve as a campus worker for Chi Alpha Student Ministries.


This is my life.


This is a continuation of my blog: The Mind of the Melancholeric Man. You can read blog between 2004-2011 at www.melancholeric.blogspot.com.

It's Not About the Bread

Matthew 16:7-12Thinking he was scolding them for forgetting bread,
they discussed in whispers what to do. Jesus knew what they were doing
and said, "Why all these worried whispers about forgetting the bread?
Runt believers! Haven't you caught on yet? Don't you remember the five
loaves of bread and the five thousand people, and how many baskets of
fragments you picked up? Or the seven loaves that fed four thousand,
and how many baskets of leftovers you collected? Haven't you realized
yet that bread isn't the problem? The problem is yeast,
Pharisee-Sadducee yeast." Then they got it: that he wasn't concerned
about eating, but teaching—the Pharisee-Sadducee kind of teaching.

To often we are concerned about the physical bread. Provisions for the
day, the week, the month, the year, provisions and securities for our
lives. But jesus is not concerned about running out of bread. He tells
the disciples, haven't i fed 5000 and 4000? First, this passage is
teaching us not to worry about physical provisions that God can
provide. Second, jesus wants us to be more concerned about another
thing. The yeast of the pharisees. So what is it? Yeast puffs up
bread, looks big on the outside, but inside is just air. Let us be
concerned about living on pretense Christianity, looking like Doing
the Christian duty and obedience on the outisde, yet on the inside it
amounts to nothing. No obedience and transformation of the heart.

Don't worry about today's provision. Live your life as worship to Him
from the inside out.

New Year 2012

Looking through Timeline 2011 and I could say despite our momentary
challenges of life as a person and as a people, God has been good to
us and life is beautiful! Thank you, Lord for a well-lived 2011. Hello
2012! Excited for what's in store for us this year! :)

Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions
and in truth. This is how we know that we belong to the truth and how
we set our hearts at rest in his presence: If our hearts condemn us,
we know that God is greater than our hearts, and he knows everything.
- 1 John 3:18-20