Test, JWb Admin Nadia EXPERIENCING SCRIPTURE READING I think I was avout 10.when I heard the parable of the sower. It was about a farmer who woke up early in the morning, packed his bag of seeds and headed to his farm. Along the way, some fell on the gr... Sep 15, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia ODE TO MY DIABETES What makes this truth painful is that some people only understand it after life has already collected its payment. I am one of those people. I learned this lesson the hard way. There was a time when I... Sep 15, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia Magkaputol My Kuya and Ate once had a big fight. They always did. This one, however, was different. It would be their last great fight, and they were fighting over perhaps the saddest reason of all: money. We we... Sep 15, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia Nothing to Prove, Only to Be Remembered A few days ago, I stood beside a grave and watched a coffin lowered into the ground. It was not my first funeral, but it was my first time witnessing an actual burial. Most of the people I have lost i... Jun 12, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia Nanay Nanay was sick — very sick, as a matter of fact. She was battling kidney disease. She had uremia. All the hard work she had poured into her youth to secure a comfortable life had exacted its price. He... Jun 12, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia The House Built for Absence My parents were never able to buy property while they were alive together. My Nanay’s dream was simple: to have a house of her own. She used to say that she only wanted a roof she could call hers. It ... May 19, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia Life Spent Preparing Life Work was never meant to become the sole reason for living. From the very beginning, man worked so he could live. In the days of Adam, toil entered the world because survival demanded it. “By the sweat... May 19, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia What Remains When the Hands Begin to Fail Dedication is not always something you see from the outside. It doesn’t always look impressive. Most of the time, it looks like repetition—long hours, mistakes, corrections, and starting over again. I... May 3, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia ROOTS A seed is placed upon the soil. it drives itself downward. It forces its way into the ground, pressing through dirt and darkness, never knowing what waits beyond the depths of oblivion. There is no gu... Apr 24, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia Back on Square 1 There is a particular kind of disappointment that comes like a whisper. It neither demand attention, nor does it erupt into anger. Instead, it settles like dust on a surface that was once carefully cl... Apr 16, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia LEADERSHIP IN CRISIS There was a time when a man came to me not as a businessman, but as someone standing at the edge of his life. He had built something large—machines, warehouses, projects that reached into the skyline.... Apr 6, 2026 JWB's Blog
Test, JWb Admin Nadia THE URN MAKER (The Hands That Build—and the Things We Leave Unmade) It has always been a Filipino "kaugalian"—an almost unspoken truth—that the carpenter who can build beautiful homes for others often leaves his ow... Apr 6, 2026 JWB's Blog
