My Naked Truth


Rings a bell, right? Everyone has been talking about this “Fashion Show” that has been held a few days ago by a local clothing line. Days prior to the event, I was on a bus along EDSA and saw a billboard about this. I asked my friend, “What is the point of this fashion show?” I got the answer, “To create noise.”

Lo and behold. They have created so much noise. A very loud one, actually. And it’s not the kind of noise that would damage my eardrums. It’s a noise that made its way to my heart. A noise that’s so loud that I cannot afford to be quiet. It’s disturbing. It’s distressing. I need to let it all out.

I don’t have much idea about this event, nor do I intend to know more about what happened and who were the celebrities who walked on that catwalk. I have only seen images on my feed in Facebook and Twitter, but I didn’t tap on it to read what they have to say. Because I am not interested. At all. So I won’t talk about how the crowd went on as they saw every underwear piece there was.

If I play around the idea of “Naked Truth,” it gives me the impression of exposing a statement or an idea that is mainly accepted by many. Assuming that the event organizers did not just put together these two words, maybe, they were aiming to tell the whole world the truth they are believing; the truth that they are holding on to; the truth that they are embracing so tight. So.. Uhmm.. What is that truth again?

I understand that it is a fashion show of underwear. But, the last time I checked, those wardrobe pieces are worn underneath our T-shirts, pants, and what-have-you. Do you buy undergarments and wear it in public without any other clothing on? What is the point of having these shows if they are not to be seen by everyone when you wear it? Also, it is a basic human necessity that even without holding this kind of event, people would buy it just because we need it in our everyday lives.

So again, why did this clothing line had this event? Let’s go back to the statement I’m answered with: “To create noise.” Maybe it’s an advertising gimmick. (I am not sure about this one. Advertising friends, care to shed some light?) If it is, then, I can say that they did a pretty good job. It is quite evident that before, during, and after the show, they were talked about. Posts, tweets, and images made it to the headlines. It will still be for the next few days, weeks, or months. It is already written down in history. It is something one cannot simply forget.

However, I think, the whole point of this event is to give what the society wants. It is to answer the call of a sexually-hyped audience that they made a decision to appease an unquenchable thirst. It is to feed on the growing urge to satisfy the hunger of the flesh. It is all directed to “me.” Where in the whole part of the event shows the intention of baring the truth? Actually, what TRUTH was in there?

Is it the truth that we want to leave around for the future generation to talk about? Is it the truth that we can stand on and fight for until everyone turn their back on you? Is it the truth that we urge to spread so that others can be lifted up while they’re on the verge of giving up? Please. Tell me. What do they mean by Naked Truth?

We have this famous phrase that says, “The truth will set you free.” Indeed, it will. Only, and only if, you know what is the truth, and where to look for it.

The truth is that, mankind is created in God’s own image (Genesis 1:27). Basically, we don’t have any right to distort this reality, or in any way lower the standard that God has for us.

The truth is that, it is by grace you have been saved (Ephesians 2:8). You were released from the chains of sin. The precious blood of Jesus was shed to cleanse you. He said, “It is finished.” (John 19:30) And because this is so, I say, it’s time to break free from the lies we have all grown accustomed with. We should stop chasing the things that took the place of the Almighty God in our lives. Stop the immorality. Let go of selfishness. Crush your pride. You don’t need those where you are supposed to be.

The truth is that, God loves you so much. So much that He gave His only Son for you to have an eternal life (John 3:16). This is not some famous verse that we see everywhere. It is the living truth of life. Of my life. Of your life. If it wasn’t for the love of the Father and the blood of the Son, you and I wouldn’t be here today.

Think again. To whom are you living for? What is the influence you want to leave behind? Where do you decide to go?

For me, I don’t want the naked truth. I want the living truth. I want the One who lights the way for me. I want the One who embraces me despite my imperfections. I want the One who carries me when I can no longer continue. I want the One who understands my wordless groans. I want the One who tirelessy whispers His love for me. I want the One whom I can always run to. And you know what? As much as I would desire Him for the rest of my life, and in the eternity that awaits, that won’t compare to His level of affection for me. It can never be surpassed by anything. And that, my friends, is the ultimate truth.

Jesus Christ is the truth. My truth. I give my life to Him because He knows how to take care of it. He knows its purpose. He knows who I am. No fashion show, no ridiculous statement, no other else can say otherwise.

How about you? Who (or what) is your truth?


It is in our brokenness that we are made whole.

I can always go on on how things have changed over the course of twenty-one years of life. I can just enumerate the so many ups-and-downs that are already there even if I try so hard to change some parts of ’em. I can tell you of who I was before and the things I did to be here today. But, no. I didn’t know who I was, and looking back, I think I’m not liking the “Daine” I have made myself to be.

Just like any other kid out there, I had a pretty good childhood. During grade school years, I was always a part of the honor roll, been elected as class officer, and graduated with flying colors. Those were the days that being a kid felt like the easiest thing to do. All that was demanded to me was to go to school and study hard. I was pretty much okay until I learned how some people looked at me. It made a mark on me and somehow affected on how I looked towards myself. It wasn’t a nice feeling; to hate yourself because you chose to believe what they have told you.

Then come high school. They said that it was the time to discover and enjoy things of this life. And I did learn so many, sometimes I think I already know everything. I was in first year high school when I first had my mobile phone. I remember saving up my week’s allowance so that I would have some money to buy some prepaid credits. (During that time, it costs 30pesos for one day unlimited texting. Ang mahal, ‘no?) And I can attest to what they say that it’s a crazy world out there. I met random strangers over text messages. Spent hours and hours talking to them with nonsense and pointless topics. Mobile phones? Tsss. I was even scolded by my parents because of it. But going back to my highschool life, it was awesome. I found friends that stood up for me. And actually, that’s already more than enough. Highschool is highschool. I would always want to go back and laugh at all the stupid things I did.

Even before I start discussing my college years, I want to share with you that after I graduated in highschool, I had a romantic relationship (RR) with the then-boyfriend. This would quite help in pacing up the feels of my college life.

Then come college. It didn’t sink at first that it was the make-or-break moment of my life. I didn’t take my studies seriously for I was so taken aback by the RR, that I spent more time exerting more effort into it than studying for my exams. I also wasn’t able to join my planned out extra-curricular activities for I just wanted to focus all my attention to the then-boyfriend. (Gosh, was I really okay with that?) I have compromised study times and bonding moments with my friends, again, for the RR. Then eventually, the RR ended and I was devastated. Literally. I didn’t attend my classes, didn’t pass homeworks, projects. I failed quizzes because of my absences. I’ve withdrawn myself from everyone and carried the pain and brokenness all by myself. I didn’t want anyone telling me what to do. I just knew that I can do it on my own.

I continued pacing this earth after deciding to numb everything that felt so painful. I looked for medications that I thought would end the sleepless nights. I continually gave a piece of myself to what this world promised. I lowered myself to the point that there was no love, no respect even, was left of me. Nothing, as in nothing, was left of me.

It is in our brokenness that we are made whole.

I was so broken that I knew no one would ever take me in. But Jesus defeated death so I can live out His plans for me. I was so blinded by pain, but Jesus made me see that everything works out for good of those who love Him. I didn’t listen to anyone, but Jesus hears my soundless cry for love. I was really, really nothing. But today, Jesus says I’m everything.

I can never understand how God’s grace works, but I am so grateful that I was saved by it. The time that I needed saving, most specially from myself, His grace rescued me. I cannot imagine how far His love goes that I’m still standing today with victory written all over me. I can never be worthy of what Jesus did on the cross, but He said I am never worthless.

Do you know this saying that goes, “If only I had a chance to go back and change some things in my life, I would…”? For me, if I’m given that chance, I would not take it. Everything that happened to my life, every decision, every mistake, I would leave them at that. It’s in the broken pieces that I was mended to what God has planned for me. It’s in those broken pieces, no matter how it scarred Jesus’ hand, that I am built to become more like Him. And it’s the broken pieces that I have learned that I needed God to do it for me. Because if it’s only by my strength, I never could have done it.

If it wasn’t for all of it, I wouldn’t be here today to tell you that God can use our deepest miseries for His greater glory. I can tell you that giving up is never an option when you know it’s for and from the Lord. And I can confidently tell you that God isn’t finish with you, yet. Have the honor of living out the Kingdom’s missions for His glory alone. And you would then understand the reason for your next heartbeat.

So, do I like the Daine now? Well, if Jesus says I am the person He created me to be, then, it’ll be more than enough for me.

For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast. (‭Ephesians‬ ‭2‬:‭8-9‬ NIV)

Spiritual thought #5

God’s love goes from east to west. It goes very far, so vastly that any inch of anger, pain, disappointment, frustration — whether towards yourself or others — should not have any place in your life, and in your heart. What I am trying to say is that God’s love — even His mercy and grace — is readily available. All you have to do is make the decision whether to take it or not.

So when the time comes you are not sure what to give others, seek and find the things that God readily offers to all of us. They don’t deserve it? Same as you. But you have it anyway. Sometimes, we are just blinded by the things of this world that would later on be the reason of our regrets. Don’t let that happen. Don’t let anything strangle and hold you down. Be free because Jesus has already set you free.

This has been reminded to me because as an individual, I unconsciously want to learn things the hard way. Don’t follow my steps. Listen when you’re told to listen. Obey to wiser ones when you’re not sure what to do next. And be firm because to stay grounded in His wisdom is among the best things you can ever do. Skip all the drama, skip all the hurt. Be the best person God intends you to be.

God loves you.
Don’t ever doubt that.
Don’t ever hesitate that.

More or less a year in the making for the next spiritual thought. So glad to be writing again.


How can you tell someone that “It’s all part of God’s plan,” when they are hurting, when they are blinded by their own pain, when they are deceived by the world’s lies?



I am sure that you believe it, that you’re saying it, because you have experienced it. You can never tell other people how you got addicted to an ice cream flavor, or got hooked up with a television series if you haven’t gotten a taste of it, or watched an episode or two.

Just like faith. You can’t show others how it works if you don’t know how to start, where to start.

I will be honest that I was once imprisoned by the darkness that embraces those who are empty. I didn’t believe that everything was according to plan because I don’t want to accept that I lost something, that I’m letting go of an “important” thing in my life.

I was wrong.

We are impatient. In this world, we want instant results because we try to keep up with the pace. We fear that if we don’t have it now, it’ll be gone, forever.

But have you asked yourself, “Was it meant to be mine?” Yes, maybe. Then why it’s taken away from you?

Because you are to be handed with what is truly yours. You are to be given with what you deserve. You need to see who knows what’s best for you.

Nothing in this world is ours. Your house, your car, your job, your money, even your body is not yours. Everything is God’s! Our pain, our struggles, our frustrations; He even tells us to give it all to Him, and He’ll give us rest (Matthew 11:28). Now, wouldn’t you agree to a deal like that?

I may be one of those people you heard from who says, “God has a plan for you,” or “Trust in Him. He knows what He is doing.” Then maybe, you are one of those who answered, “If that’s the case, then why am I hurting?,” or “I don’t need anybody.”

Friend, I can’t answer all of your questions. I’m human, too, you know. I feel the same emotions that you have, and I’m going through life just like everybody else. But if there’s one thing that I’m sure of, it’s that we are all children of God, and we are part of His Kingdom. He even said that He has plans for us, plans to prosper us and not harm us, plans to give us future and hope (Jeremiah 29:11). If you can handle written examinations, thesis defenses, work escalations, business rejections, and relationship denials, imagine how easy it can get when you keep in mind that a Savior died on the cross to save you, then lives again to see you succeed in life.

I know it’s hard. I know it hurts. I know it’s unfair. But self-pity and doing nothing will get you nowhere. Only God knows what will happen to you. It is a very wise decision to trust in Him, even if He only shows you a glimpse of it. He doesn’t reveal to us everything because it takes heart and a firm “Yes, Lord!” to carry out a mission from the Kingdom.

Live in faith. Live in hope. Live in Jesus Christ. Only then you will understand why you can still give thanks even though it hurts. 🙂

Spiritual thought #4

I want to take this opportunity to thank God for what He has done in my life.

Just yesterday, I was on that state of nothingness. I felt like I am not doing anything. It felt like I am not going anywhere. It felt like I am nothing.

But night came, and unexpectedly, I was able to speak life to someone who looks down to himself. I was able to recall the words that God placed in me. I felt like those words were boomerangs, not really knowing I need it, too.

A big opportunity came knocking on our doors in the least of time that we expected it. We are given the chance to impart the knowledge that undoubtedly God placed upon us. Now, I am claiming that God will provide. If He allows it, He would give us what we need.

Another chance surprised me just a while ago, and this one will surely change my life. Another chapter is about to unfold, and I am given assurance that God will always be my side all the time. I am so excited.

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! (Philippians 4:4 NIV)

Not only in the good times, but rejoice in the Lord ALWAYS. Even in the bad times. As it was said, the lonely times are just God’s reminder that we need to dig our relationship with Him a little deeper.

Stay faithful and patient with the Lord. He listens, provides, and heals you. Above all, He loves you.


Spiritual thought #3

The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy. My purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life. – John 10:10 NLT

It’s true. The enemy will steal the joy in your heart. It will kill the dreams that God placed in your life. It will destroy the relationships you have with other people.

But when you know that this is not what God desires for you, if you have Him there buried so deep in your heart, then you would not entertain what the enemy offers. It is plainly nothing compared to the price of your salvation: Jesus’s blood. He holds you in His hands. He carries you every single time. Return the favor by not harboring any thoughts that the world gives you. Don’t let anything grasp you and let it drag you down. Cut it out the soonest. Do yourself a favor.

Your love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me.

If you want to experience true love, seek God’s love. He knows how it works. He created it.


God has been reaching His hands to us in many ways unimaginable. But most of us don’t notice because we tend to count on our beliefs that we are THAT strong, we are THAT invincible, that we can get by just with our capabilities. I was guilty with this thinking; that I got through everything in life because I was mentally strong, I made the right choices, and I listened to the pieces of advice that were imparted to me. I was very confident that I am the person I was because of what I could do, without thinking, “Where did all those come from?”

“Am I proof, that You are who You say you are? That grace can really change your heart? Do I live like Your love is true?” –Live Like That by Sidewalk Prophets

I am a worrier. Even though I know I have prepared well enough, the possibility that I would be unsuccessful still crawls in. This world’s influence of constant failure ruled me for a long time, and it hasn’t done me any good. When I succeed, I feel relieved. Otherwise, I sulk in my own misery. I tell you, it isn’t the best feeling this earth could offer anyone.

A friend asked me what grace is. I wasn’t able to answer her because I really don’t know how to explain it. All that I ever managed to blurt out is that, “It is related to God’s mercy.” So I asked what it means, and I have been told that “Grace is something given to someone who doesn’t deserve it.” Yes. I guess I wasn’t able to expound on it because in the first place, I wasn’t really worth it. I wasn’t, but God does the opposite. His grace saved me all my life, and I haven’t stopped, even just for a minute, to thank Him.

That grace can really change your heart?” Yes, grace really does this. I have this new perspective that nothing is ever hard if you know God is able to help you out in just about anything. That God is the source of hope that life continues even if you stumble almost all the time. And that God is the only One who can bring about the best in you.

Do I live like Your love is true?” I always think about this. I wonder if all my actions and words reflect of how God is ever great. I live in a world that critical eyes are to be anticipated. They will think that you have no right to commit sin. But what if I don’t live it out? Will God kick me out of His kingdom? One thing I have learned, no one knows your being like God does. His love will be evident from those who accept Him in their hearts. And that’s how strong His love is. It will steer you in that direction that will only lead to His righteousness, no matter hard you resist.

“Am I proof, that You are who You say you are?” I maybe still “new” in this faith, but I am just thankful that God wants me to become an evidence of what His greatness can do. I am still in the process of understanding who Jesus is, but I am already overflowing with the love He can only offer. I don’t know, yet, what He really wants me to do, but I will rather be here than in any place where His name must not be spoken of.

God is the only one who can help you. Can you give up everything for Him? If his unending and unfailing love is at stake, why not? That is more valuable than any treasure anyone could offer.

He knows.

I miss everything that there is in a relationship.

You see, a few months back, I didn’t want to see couples in public places holding hands, eating together, laying one’s head to the other’s shoulder; name it. It was sickening for me, more of annoying actually. I don’t know. Maybe it was really painful that I didn’t want others to become happy because of the romantic relationship they are in.

But I grew tired of it. I hated myself for hating these couples when they are not doing anything that would make me feel… alone. It was I who chose to stay away. It was my decision to stray away from people just because I thought I didn’t deserve to be comforted. It was my choice to push them away for the thinking that they might hurt me. Again, it was tiring. Very tiring.

I used to think that I know everything about relationships. I even called myself a veteran because of the fact that I was once in one. Yes. I was Ms. Know-it-all. Yeah right, Daine. Yeah right. I was so annoying I want to punch my old self… Oh, too much violence. But maybe, just one?

To cut short all my thoughts, I miss all the things that concern love. I miss the butterflies in my stomach before I get to see him; the grin plastered on my face when he tells a joke only the two of us understand; the anticipation when my mobile played your ringtone; the good morning and good night messages that greet me; and the effect of that ultimate line that made me fall. I miss it. I long for it.

However, despite the absence of these in my life, I have saved, and I am saving myself from a lot of things: the frustration of not being with him when he gets a promotion at work; the worry of having an empty-battery phone that results to not being able to text him where you are, who you are with, what time you’ll be home; the impatience while staring at the clock, waiting; the pain of misunderstanding; and the heartbreak of broken promises.

I was wrong. Experience taught me that you should be willing to do all of these to the only One who’s worth it: JESUS. It is okay to be frustrated, as long as you know to whom you’ll cast your anxieties (1 Peter 5:7). It is okay to worry, as long as you know what He will never permit (Psalm 55:22). It is okay to wait, but wait patiently (Hebrews 6:15). Pain is okay, only if you know that it is nothing compared to glory to be revealed to us (Romans 8:18). And heartbreaks are absolutely no-brainers if you know what impossible means with God (Luke 1:37).

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life (John 3:16).

God’s love includes the whole world. All that are living in it. All that has life, even those who don’t know who Jesus is. All the world. And here I am thinking of myself. Thinking of how to find that one person to spend my life with when as a matter of fact, Lord God has given me the mission to reach to the world.

Maybe I’ll get married at 25. Or tomorrow. Or whenever. What I do not know is how will I be in that next relationship I’m going to be in. Different person. Different perspective. Different heart. What I am sure is that it will be the greatest love story one could ever hope for because it is approved by the perfect definition of love: Jesus Christ.

All bible verses are taken from ESV.

Future Husband.

I am posting this because of recent posts I am able to read about letters to future partners. Then I remembered, that I also wrote one six months ago. I posted it on my Tumblr site. So, I am going to share it with you guys.

Diana *insert future husband’s surname*

may 15th at 11pm / 0 notes

I don’t have any particular facial features in mind that you’ll have. Or any body physique that I’ll be staring at anytime you take your shirt off. I don’t see anyone as to be the one I tend to be with. All I know is that your heart beats, and I can hear it.

But I can see myself holding you in my arms, comforting you when it seems you didn’t have a good day. To make you some waffles and strawberries for breakfast, and make your coffee with a couple of teaspoons of creamer. To decide what neck tie suits your polo, and make a knot on it. To cheer with you for your favorite basketball team, and laugh at each other when we both got a hoarse voice. To ask your opinion on which photos to print out, and pick out frames to compliment the shots. To watch Spongebob together, and fell asleep with you on the couch. To pick you up from a bar somewhere after you have a good time with your best buds, and pulling up at a 24-hour cafe to have your usual. To go on a road trip, and have stop overs only when my bladder is about to explode, or when your tummy growls. And the most important, to go to church with you, and just be thankful for every second I have you in my life.

There are just so, so, so many things that we can do together. At this moment, you may be half around the globe, working; you may be just a few kilometers away from me, sleeping; or you may be typing in your thoughts for the night, blogging. I don’t really care who you will be. But please promise me one thing: You’ll take care of yourself.

I may have not met you, but please do know, I love you. I love you just before I know you. But I know. I know you’ll just come by, someday. Just don’t take too long. Being single is not a bad thing. I just want to have someone I can share everything with.

Please come sooner. I’m more than ready to love you.

Six months ago. And this was before I become a Christian. Now, a lot of preferences changed.

I still might consider this, but my future husband deserves a lot better. I have nothing against having an open letter to future partners, because as you have read, I also posted it online. Hundreds, or maybe thousands, have read it, too. But as a personal choice, I am doing it old-school. The “updated” letter to my future husband rests in someplace that only an individual knows where. And when we are already at the reception, then I will read it so that everyone will know of how I anticipated that once in a lifetime moment.