Daily Manna from Heaven

How To Use Your Words To Create Your Reality

By Bo Sanchez

 

        Do you want to know your future?

 

So many people are awed by Nostradamus, Edgar Cayce, Jean Dixon, and even Madame Auring (yes, her!) because they claim to predict the future.

 

Friend, I have a big announcement to make: You can predict the future.

 

You don’t have to look for a prophet, a seer, or a fortune-teller to know your future. You don’t have to consult the horoscope, the crystal ball, your palm, tea leaves, or fortune cookies to know your future.

 

You can predict your future.

 

How? All you have to do is listen to your words.

 

By examining the words that come out of your mouth, you’ll know your future. Guaranteed.

 

Let me share with you three people…

 

Where Do You Want To Go?

 

       Nineteen years ago, I had a friend who was always miserable.

 

Constantly, I heard “Glenda” say, “Life sucks,” and “Life is terrible,” and “I’m doomed,” and “I’m a looser.” I heard her always sigh with heaviness, “Hay buhay, parang life…”

 

We lost touch for 11 years.

 

But I met Glenda recently

 

Guess what. Her life is still miserable.

 

Her words created her reality.

 

       My other friend, “Marcel”, liked talking negatively about his health. Ever since I can remember, he kept saying, “I’ll die when I reach fifty.”

 

       I would tell him, “Fifty? My gosh. Don’t say that!”

 

       He’d say, “My father died in his fifties. My grandfather died in his fifties too. So I’m sure I’ll die when I reach fifty.”

 

       True enough, at the exact age of fifty years old, Marcel was walking in the sidewalk. All of a sudden, he fell like a log. Wham. He died of a heart attack.

 

       His words created his reality.

 

The Bible says that your tongue is like a rudder of a big ship. Like a rudder, your tongue directs your life.

 

       So let me ask you: What kind of future do you want to have?

 

Don’t use your words to describe your reality. Use your words to create your desired reality.

 

Another way of putting it: Don’t just talk about where you are. Talk about where you want to go.

 

Use Your Words To Direct Your Future

 

My third example is my 84-year old mother.

 

Last Sunday, Mom was limping.

 

By Monday, she couldn’t get out of bed. She said her leg was so painful, she couldn’t move it. She couldn’t even walk to the bathroom by herself.

 

By Tuesday, she was so depressed because we had to put her on a wheelchair. She hated the idea. “I don’t want to be paralyzed!” she said. The entire time, she was moaning and groaning, complaining about the pain and her condition.

 

That day, I visited her and spoke words of faith. I said, “Mom, this is temporary. You’ll get better.” I prayed for her and taught her a simple healing exercise.  I also told her, “Mom, you’ve got to change your words. I know you’re discouraged, but you’ve got to say, “I’m getting better and better everyday.”

 

She laughed. She asked, “How could I say those words when she had so much pain and could barely move her leg?”

 

“You’ve got to try!” I said.

 

But I called her Wednesday and she was better.

 

I called her Thursday and she began walking.

 

I called her Friday and she went down the stairs already.

 

And Sunday? She was at the Feast, walking around like nothing happened.

 

Perhaps you’re sick like my mother today.

 

Say, “I feel better and better everyday.”

 

Echo Joel 3:10, where it says, “Let the weak say I am strong…” So even if you feel weak, believe that God will heal you.

 

       Let me tell you how this works…

 

Why Faith Words Work

 

I can explain it in many ways:

 

·        Faith Words affect your emotions in a positive way.

 

·        Faith Words—repeated again and again—create new neural pathways in your brain.

 

·        Faith Words also train your Reticular Activating System (RAS) to be attentive to see the blessings you desire.

 

All that is true.

 

But here’s my favorite explanation: Faith Words aren’t just mere positive affirmations; They open your life up to the supernatural power of God.

 

In Biblical thinking, words aren’t just sounds or noise.

 

Words are imbued with God’s creative power.

 

In Genesis, God created the world by His words. He didn’t create light by mixing up stuff with His hands. He simply said, “Let there be light” and there was light.

 

       The Bible also says that death and life are in the power of our tongue. Pretty awesome, right?

 

God Will Provide

 

       In 2009, my friend Rey Ortega felt God was calling him to rescue babies from abortion. He discussed this with me and passed this dream to my heart. I told him, “Let’s start a ministry.”

 

       Rey then told me, “But I have a problem. How can we raise money for this new work? I’ve exhausted all my friends already for our other work. They all now donate to our Tahanan orphanage and Pagasa scholarship for poor children.”

 

       That’s when I told Rey my Faith Words. Just three words. I said, “God will provide.”

 

He said, “Wow, I’m impressed by your faith!”

 

       Actually, I was hiding my fear. I was actually scared! In my mind, I said, “Oh no, here I go again, getting myself into another ministry…”

 

When I said, “God will provide,” we had nothing. Zero. But soon, blessings began to flow like a waterfall.

 

       That month, out of the blue, My Ninang (godmother) called up my office because she needed a speaker for her little prayer group. Specifically, she wanted a speaker to share about the topic, “The Sanctity of Life”.

 

Obviously, the best speaker on the topic was Rey Ortega. He was the one who had this dream of rescuing babies from abortion in his heart. So I told Rey, “Give the talk. And share our dream to my Ninang. She’s rich!”

 

And that night, he did.

 

       My Ninang heard Rey’s story and invited him for lunch the next day. When they met, my Ninang said, “You can use my building for your ministry. You have 300 square meters for your halfway house.” Not only that, she spent two million pesos of her own money to remodel it for our use.

 

We didn’t even call her. She called us.

 

Was that coincidence?

 

No. That’s synchronicity of grace. That’s the universe conspiring to bless us. We were no longer chasing after blessings. The blessings were chasing after us. Resources were rolling at our feet, begging that we take them.

 

“God will provide,” is a powerful Faith Word.

 

In May 2009, we began Grace To Be Born, a halfway house for pregnant women in crisis and an orphanage for babies. In 6 months, we’ve rescued 15 babies from abortion.

 

Friend, are you praying for God to provide for you?

 

Here’s my belief: Sooner or later, your outside world will match your inside world. What’s does your inside world say?

 

       Remember, your faith is more powerful than your sight.

 

Your sight can only describe your situation, your faith can direct your situation.

 

       Let me tell you the story of Elijah…

 

I Hear The Sound Of Heavy Rain Even When There Is No Rain

 

I love this incredible story.

 

For 3 years, there was a drought in Israel. Absolutely no rain in the whole land. In our language, a very bad El Nino.

 

But one day, the prophet Elijah told King Ahab, “Your problems are over. Go, eat and drink, for I hear the sound of heavy rain.” King Ahab was relieved and followed Elijah’s orders.

 

But was there actually rain?

 

None. Not a drop.

 

In fact, there was not a single cloud in the sky.

 

That was when Elijah prayed very hard. The Bible says he went up to Mount Carmel, bent over, and placed his head between his knees. If you pray in that posture, that means Elijah was desperate. I should know. That was how I prayed when I was courting my wife. (It worked!)

 

Elijah then told his servant, “Look towards the sea and check for clouds.”

 

The servant looked and said, “No clouds.”

 

You can imagine how worried Elijah must have felt.

 

So Elijah prayed one more time and told his servant, “Check again.” The servant looked and shook his head, “Nope, no clouds.”

 

The Bible says this scene was repeated 7 times.

 

By the seventh time, I can imagine what the poor servant was thinking. I bet he wanted to say, “Elijah, I told you 6 times already, the sky is empty.  Nothing. Nada. Zero. Zilcho. When are you going to quit? When are you going to tell King Ahab that you made a big booboo?”

 

But Elijah didn’t quit. He asked him, “Check again.”

 

Big Clouds Come From Little Clouds

 

When the servant looked a seventh time, he said, “I saw a little cloud no bigger than a man’s hand, coming up from the sea.”

 

In other words, he was saying, “Uh, there’s a tiny cloud. But don’t get your hopes up too much. It’s so itsy bitsy tiny, I can cover it with my hand. See? I don’t see it no more.”

 

But that little cloud was enough for Elijah. He said, “Tell King Ahab to hurry home as he might be caught by the downpour.”

 

Wow. That’s faith.

 

And the Bible says the wind began to blow and the heavy rain began to fall.

 

       Friend, it’s your turn to create your miracles.

 

       Do you see an empty sky or a little cloud?

 

       When you focus on emptiness, more emptiness will come. But when you focus on the blessings—no matter how small—more blessings will come.

 

Speak Blessing Into Your Future

 

Here’s my message: There’s a connection between what you say and what will happen.

 

You have a choice: You can say, “There’s not a cloud in the sky” or you can say, “I hear the sound of heavy rain.”

 

Perhaps today, you don’t see the healing happening yet in your body. But you can confess, “I’m being healed by God right now. Health and healing are flowing into my body. I’m getting better and better everyday.”

 

Perhaps today, you don’t see your child changing yet. He’s still making bad choices. He’s still hanging out with bad company. He’s still taking drugs. But you can confess, “My child is coming closer to God. As I speak, God is working in his life.”

 

Perhaps today, you don’t see your financial situation getting better. But you can confess, “I’m getting rich and richer everyday. God is prospering the work of my hands.”

 

Perhaps today, you don’t see yourself free from addictions yet. But you can confess, “I may have had addictions in the past, but God is starting a new chapter in my life. I may feel weak right now but I declare that God is making me strong.”

 

Like Elijah, you need to hear the sound of heavy rain even when there’s not a cloud in the sky. You need to hear the heavy rain of blessings into your life even when you don’t see anything yet.

 

Start speaking words of faith into your future.

 

Because your words create your reality.

 

       Let me tell you my last story.

 

Use Your Words To Direct Your Future

 

Last year, one of my small businesses collapsed.

 

In a snap, it simply sunk.

 

       Circumstances beyond my control pulled the rug beneath it and it came crashing down.

 

       My small business was almost one year old. All of a sudden, in one day, I lost all my customers.

 

I wish I could tell you that because I’m a preacher, I smiled and sang, “Give thanks with a grateful heart…”

 

That’s not true. At least, not right away.

 

Believe me, I was so discouraged. I was so frustrated, I wanted to say, “This business is dead,” and “I’m a failure,” and “Why did I let this happen? I’m so foolish.”

 

       But I didn’t say those words.

 

       Because I knew words have power.

 

       Instead of using my words to describe my reality, I decided to use my words to create my desired reality.

 

       Every time I wanted to say those negative words, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and proclaimed with faith, “My business will rise up stronger than ever. This failure is temporary. This failure will make my business even better.”

 

       For three months, I tried to resurrect my business. And I couldn’t do it. I felt like I was hitting my head on a brick wall. But no matter how discouraged I felt, I kept saying these faith statements, “My business will rise up stronger than ever.” And I didn’t stop trying to fix it.

 

       And soon, I discovered the blessing within the problem. Because I had to start from scratch, I was able to change my business model.

 

Today, that small business is doing so much better. Today, I have more customers, more sales, and more profits!

 

You know what? Today, I thank God my business collapsed. Because it gave me the chance to transform it and make it better.

 

What happened?

 

My words—my Faith Words—created my desired reality.

 

Proclaim Those Faith Words

 

Look, I’m not saying that speaking Faith Words is all that you need to do to succeed in life. This isn’t magic.

 

To succeed in life, you need love, wisdom, mentors, action…

 

But speaking words of faith is incredibly important too!

 

May I suggest something?

 

I want you to take five minutes everyday declaring Faith Words.   I guarantee that it can change your life. Five minutes in the morning, declare God’s word, including your positive beliefs about your life.

 

Here’s why. In Mark 11:23, Jesus said something incredible. He said, I tell you the truth, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart but believes that what he says will happen, it will be done for him.

 

Friend, what is your mountain?

 

It may be sickness. It may be a troublesome relationship. It may be a lack of money.

 

Don’t just pray about the mountain. Don’t just talk about the mountain. Instead, speak to the mountain.

 

That’s what I did to my failed business. I told it to resurrect.

 

       My message again: Don’t use your words to describe your reality. Use your words to create your reality.

 

Below, you’ll find God’s Word combined with my own positive words. I wrote these Faith Words so that you can speak them everyday. In fact, depending on your particular “mountain”, I want you to say these Faith Words not just once, but many times during the day.

 

Talk to the mountain of sickness:

 

“With long life, He satisfies me and shows me His salvation. I’m getting better and better everyday. I am getting stronger and stronger everyday. The power of healing is flowing through my body, mind, and spirit. New health, new joy, new peace, new hope is increasing within me.”

 

Talk to the mountain of a loved one going astray:

 

“My child (husband, brother, etc.) is growing closer to God. Deep inside his heart, the Holy Spirit is busy working, changing, and transforming him. He is set free from all his addictions. He will fulfill God’s purpose for his life. I declare that as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”

 

Talk to the mountain of addictions:

 

“I may have had addictions in the past, but God is starting a new chapter in my life. I may feel weak now but I declare that God is making me strong. God is setting me free.”

 

Talk to the mountain of relationship conflicts:

 

“God is blessing my relationships. Love is increasing. Service for one another is growing. Forgiveness, humility, and understanding flow like a river in my relationships. Old wounds are being healed. Bonds between us are getting stronger and deeper.”

 

Talk to the mountain of confusion in decision-making:

 

“The steps of the good person are ordered by the Lord. God directs my steps. God helps me to distinguish what is right from wrong. God shows me the paths to abundance.”

 

Talk to the mountain of financial difficulty:

 

“I’m rich and getting richer. I’m generous and getting more generous. God’s abundance is supplying my every need. Everything I touch prospers and succeeds. New doors will open before me. The right people will walk into my life. God will prosper the work of my hands. As I use my core gifts to serve others, I will be richly rewarded.”

 

Friend, there’s a miracle in your mouth waiting to be released.

 

Release it today.

 

       May your dreams come true,

       Bo Sanchez

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Use Your Words To Bless Others

by Bo Sanchez

 

        One day, I was preaching about expressing our love more.

 

After the talk, two grey-haired gentlemen walked up to me.

 

The first man said, “Brother Bo, in all the years that I’ve been married, not once have I have ever told my wife that I loved her. I was never trained to be expressive.”

 

The other man added, “Bo, I don’t feel a need to say ‘I love you’ to my wife. What other proof does she need? I’m still here married to her, am I not? I guess I want my actions to speak more than my words.”

 

I studied the men in front of me. And I understood them.

 

Because I realized what epoch they came from. Let me give you an idea of how old they were: I was wondering if they were classmates of Jose Rizal or Emilio Aguinaldo.

 

       Just kidding.

 

They were as old as my father.

 

       And that’s why I understood them.

 

       Because I understood my father.

 

Dad’s Favorite Word

 

I loved my father.

 

And I know that he loved me so much.

 

Everyday, he would spend time with me. He filled my heart with love.

 

But he wasn’t perfect.

 

Like those two older men, I remember how Dad didn’t speak much.

 

His favorite word was a grunt.

 

He had this special grunt language that I learned to decipher through the years.

 

Here’s a typical conversation I had with him as a boy…

 

Little Bo: “Hi Dad!”

 

Dad: “Mmm.” (Blank stare.)

 

Little Bo: “Where’s Mom, Dad?”

 

Dad: “Mmm.” (Slightly jerks his head towards the kitchen.)

 

Little Bo: “Can we go to the toy store this Saturday?”

 

Dad: “Mmm.” (Shrugs his shoulders.)

 

Little Bo: “Will you buy me a Voltes V robot?”

 

Dad: “Mmm.” (Frowns.)

 

Little Bo: “Can you explain the theory of Relativity?”

 

Dad: “Mmm.” (Blank stare.)

 

Little Bo: “Wow Dad, everything makes sense to me now.”

 

Dad: “Mmm.” (Blank stare again.)

 

Did They Teach This in Fatherhood 101?

 

I think Filipino fathers of that generation were trained in this special “grunt” language. When they took up Fatherhood 101, they were taught how to be strong, aloof, and stoic as a grey wall.

 

Don’t get me wrong. I repeat: My Dad loved me. Very much.

 

But he just wasn’t good with his words.

 

In my entire life, I don’t remember my father telling me, “I love you”. Not once did he tell me, “I’m proud of you” or “I’m happy that you’re my son.”

 

Looking back, I wish he said these words to me. My spirit hungered to receive that blessing from him.

 

If you’re a parent, don’t hold back simply because you’ve never done it before.

 

You might be saying, “But Bo, my kids are now adults. I guess it’s too late.”

 

No, it’s not. It’s never too late.

 

You can pick up the phone and tell them how much they mean to you. Honor them and give them the blessing.

 

Remember: You’re the only one who can do it. You’re the only one who can give them this special blessing.

 

As a parent. As a spouse. As a friend.

 

I know this from personal experience…

 

In His Strange Way, He Honored Me

 

I was eighteen and already preaching.

 

But I was receiving so many invitations to preach, I was turning them down.

 

So one day, Dad scolded me. He said, “Bo, you have a gift to preach! I don’t have that gift. I wish I had it. But I don’t. You do. If I were you, I’d say yes to every single invitation. Because you need to use your gift. If you won’t use it, God may take it away from you!”

 

There was anger in his voice. But in the process, words of honor slipped out of his lips. In a tangential way, he was praising me. And my spirit was rejoicing. Though he didn’t say it, I got an inkling of how proud my father was for me. Those words meant so much to me, because I still remember them today—after 20+ years!

 

A Deep Desire In Every Human Heart

 

There I was, getting applause from everyone in the planet.

 

My audience admired me. People were praising me.

 

But all that wasn’t enough. Deep inside, I still wanted my own father to praise me. I wanted my Dad to honor me.

 

I believe that in every human heart is a deep need to be honored by one’s parents. All of us want to hear these words: “I’m proud and happy that you’re my child.”

 

Friend, honor your loved ones today with your words!

 

Don’t say, “Oh Bo, I’m too old to learn.”

 

Don’t be stuck in your old ways. For the sake of the children, you can change. Use your words to bless others.

 

       Remember: When you honor a person with your words, you’re not just making that person feel good. Because words have power. God has imbued our words with immense creative power. Your words can create life. Your words can perform miracles. Your words can heal wounds. Your words can refresh the spirit.

 

But I know some people do the very opposite: They use they’re incredible power to curse.

 

You Have The Power To Bless Or Curse

 

       One day, a woman came up to me and asked for prayers. She said a mangkukulam cursed her. She’s been sick for a year, suffering terrible pains in her body, but doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with her.

 

It was probably true. Because when our prayer team prayed for her, the healing was instant. She never suffered pains again.

 

Mangkukulams are feared by everyone. Because these witches have the power to kill or harm simply by cursing their enemies.

 

Scary, right?

 

I’ve got news for you: You don’t have to be a mangkukulam to have this power. All of us have this power.

 

When Parents say, “Buwiset ka! Wala kang kuwentang anak! Ang tigas tigas ng ulo mo! Ang bobo mo!” (You’re worthless, You’re dumb), they’re cursing their kids. They’re prophesying doom to their children. They’re acting exactly like voodoo witches.

 

       Yesterday, I was reading about J. Paul Getty. He was a billionaire. He owned 200+ companies. He was a total success in business but a total failure in family.

 

He was married five times and divorced five times. He had six sons. But he was so busy building his empire, he never really spent time with his children. He was also very critical.

 

       For example, his son Paul Jr. would write letters to his father. The letters would come back with the spelling and grammatical errors corrected—but there was no reply from the father. Paul later became a heroin addict.

 

       His other son, Gordon, dealt with his father only through the court, fighting over money.

 

His other son Ronald went into filmmaking, and his father ridiculed him.

 

Another son worked with the father in the family business. But he took his life, stabbing himself in the stomach and taking an overdose of pills.

 

In one sense, J. Paul Getty cursed his kids.

 

You too have the power to bless and curse people with the use of your words. The Bible says that life and death are in the power of the tongue.

 

Let me share a very weird story from the Bible.

 

A Very Weird Story

 

Isaac had twin sons—Jacob and Esau.

 

When some Filipinos hear “Esau”, they automatically get hungry. (Focus on the story, please.)

 

Isaac and his wife Rebecca played favorites. With disastrous results. Daddy Isaac favored Esau while Mommy Rebecca favored Jacob. (Parents, don’t play favorites. The Esau-Jacob conflict continues to this day in the Middle East, about 3000+ years later!)

 

When Isaac was old and blind, he called his son Esau and said, “I’m going to die soon. I want to give you my blessing. Go and hunt a wild animal for me, cook it the way I want it and serve it to me. Then I’ll give you my blessing.”

 

But Rebecca was outside the tent, eavesdropping.

 

Quickly, she cooked a goat from their flocks. She then told Jacob to bring the meal to his father and pretend that he was Esau, so he could get the blessing.

 

Isaac, being blind, was fooled. He thought Jacob was Esau and gave him his blessing. He said, “May you have abundance, may the nations serve you, may all those who bless you be blessed, and may all those who curse you be cursed.”

 

When Jacob left, his brother Esau came in. Isaac was so surprised. And he said, “Sorry Esau, I gave the blessing to Jacob. I can’t take it back anymore.”

 

What Were These Guys Fighting For?

 

What’s weird? The brothers weren’t fighting for their father’s gold, or their father’s cattle, or their father’s land.

 

They were fighting for their father’s words.

 

They were fighting for an old man’s blessing.

 

Why?

 

Because in Bible thinking, words aren’t just meaningless sounds. Words aren’t just noise. Words have creative power. Words define our reality.

 

When I tell my son, “I’m so happy that you’re my son. I know you’ll be very successful in all areas of life and everything you touch will prosper,” I’m not only honoring my son, I’m also giving him a supernatural blessing.

 

When I tell my wife, “I love you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” I’m not only honoring her, I’m also giving her a supernatural blessing.

 

Part of this supernatural blessing is a prophecy…

 

People Will Rise To The Level Of  What You Prophesy

 

You’re a prophet.

 

You can shape the destiny of your children, of your friends, of your loved ones by your words.

 

Here’s what I learned: People will rise to the level of what you prophesy. People will adjust to your prophecy.

 

Remember, if you don’t tell your kids who they are and what their destiny is, someone else will. The television will tell them. The internet will tell them. Bullies in school will tell them.

 

Don’t let that happen. Honor your kids!

 

This is the story of my life.

 

Once upon a time, I was 13 years old who was a poor student in school. I didn’t know what to do with my life.

 

But one day, this woman came up to me, prophesied to me and said, “Bo, you’ll receive the gift of wisdom. I believe in you. You’ll preach God’s Word to many people.” She then asked me to give a talk to our prayer group. She did it again and again.

 

From a nobody, I rose up to her prophecy.

 

“But Bo, My Parents Didn’t Honor Me!”

 

Perhaps your parents failed to give you the blessing.

 

Then here’s what you do.

 

Go to God and receive that blessing directly from Him.

 

When the Father introduced Jesus to the world, He said, “This is my son with whom I am well pleased.” What was the Father doing? He was honoring and blessing the Son.

 

       I believe God says these same words to you. “This is my child whom I am well pleased!”

 

       You may have a difficult time swallowing that. “No Bo, I’m a big sinner. I’ve failed God. I’m sure He won’t say that about me.”

 

       But that’s Grace. When God looks at you, He doesn’t see your mistakes. He sees the goodness He created in you.

 

       Last Thursday, I listened  to Fr. Cantalamesa preach.

 

Who is he? Fr. Cantalamesa is the Retreat Master of the Pope. Whenever the Pope goes on retreat, he’s the guy who gives it. For 30 years, he’s been the Preacher to the Papal Household.

 

       Fr. Cantalamesa said something that blew me away. He said he likes saying to God, “Father, look at me… and rejoice!”

 

Wow.

 

Friend, God delights in you.

 

He doesn’t only love you, He rejoices over you. When God sees you, I believe He’s so happy, He sings, jumps, and dances for joy.

 

What Do You See In The People Around You?

 

Once upon a time, I was a “negative” spiritual leader.

 

My most predominant question was, “What is wrong with my flock?” I focused on their faults. I looked at their weaknesses. I’d say, “They lack commitment,” and “They’re so hard headed…”

 

So I preached fear, hoping that people will get scared enough to change their lives. I looked down at my listeners.  I told them to shape up or else…

 

But one day, my leadership changed.

 

Because I changed.

 

I believe I changed when I became a father.

 

       Because I learned that focusing on my children’s weaknesses only multiplied them. I learned to focus on their strengths, and by doing so, their strengths increased. The good news? Their strengths spontaneously pushed out their weaknesses!

 

So I became a “positive” spiritual leader.

 

Now, when I look at my flock, I ask, “What’s wonderful about them?” Today, I’m amazed at how committed, generous, and loving they are. I can’t ask for a better spiritual family!

 

Today, I preach love. I can’t help it. God has filled my heart with so much love, it overflows.

 

       Let me tell you my last story …

 

You Are My Sunshine

 

       I love this story so much.

 

One day, 3-year old Michael wished for a baby sister.

 

       So when his mother got pregnant with a baby girl, the little tyke was delighted. Everyday, he’d rub his mother’s tummy and sing to his baby sister, You are my sunshine, You are my sunshine, You make me happy, when stars are grey…

 

       But when the baby was born, there were complications. The baby was in critical condition.

 

       Little Michael waited at home, wondering why his mother and his baby sister weren’t coming home yet.

 

       A few days later, the doctor told the mother that the baby may not last long. The mother decided to bring Michael to the ICU and see his baby sister before she died.

 

       She knew it was against the ICU rules, but she knew she had to do it. She brought in little Michael and let him stand beside his very sick baby sister.

 

       That was when the Head Nurse saw Michael and shouted, “Children are not allowed here!”

 

       But before they could pull him out of the room, little Michael sang to his baby sister, You are my sunshine, You are my sunshine. You make me happy, when stars are grey, You never know dear, how much I love you, please don’t take my sunshine away…

 

       Immediately, the baby grew calm. Her heart rate, which was abnormally fast, slowed down.

 

       The Head Nurse noticed what was happening and said, “Little boy, whatever you’re doing, keep doing it. Something is happening to the baby!”

 

       Michael kept singing to his sister. And everyday, she got better. Until she got totally well.

 

       Because little Michael used words of honor to bless his sister.

 

       Friend, you too can heal others.

 

       You have the power of God in your tongue.

 

       Use your words to bless others.

 

       May your dreams come true,

 

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by Bo Sanchez

Last week, I got a body massage that I’ll never forget.

I was massaged by “Ate Guy” (Not her real name).

I call her “Ate Guy” because though she looks like a woman, I have a suspicion she’s really a guy. In fact, she has the strength of 10 guys in her little female body. But I’m getting ahead of my story.

One of my friends recommended Ate Guy to me, praising her skill to the highest heavens. My friend said, “Ate Guy’s singular mission in life is to remove your lamig (cold). She’s obsessed. She goes berserk when she finds lamig in your body. She’ll not stop massaging you until the lamig is pulverized under her fingers.”

With that glowing description, my wife and I contracted her services.

By the way, let me educate my non-Filipino readers. Lamig means cold, but it means more than that. Sometimes, it’s also called hangin or air. When Asians get sick, we say we have lamig or hangin in our bodies. It doesn’t jive with modern medicine, but this belief has lived on for centuries. In fact, it’s not uncommon that when you get massaged using this traditional method, you dighay and diglo at lot. Translation: Dighay is burp. Diglo is butt burp.

On the agreed time, Ate Guy came to our house.

The Torment Begins

I studied Ate Guy.

She was 4’11. Mid-thirties. Bordering on thin. Girlish ponytail.

Pretty harmless, I thought to myself.

My wife placed a mattress on the floor of our living room and lay down. She wanted to go first. As Ate Guy started massaging her, I sat a few feet away, writing on my computer. I looked on Marowe’s face: She was so relaxed. She appeared half-asleep. I got excited. I wanted to relax and sleep too.

After two hours, my wife stood up and said, “That was great! Bo, it’s your turn.” Oh goody. I lay down and got ready to relax too.

Ate Guy knelt beside me and held my face.

Ahhhh. Pure bliss.

At least, for the first two seconds.

After that, it was pure torture.

Pure, unadulterated, CIA, KGB, Mafia, Yakuza, Al Qaeda torture.

During her massage, I reached levels of pain I thought never existed in human experience.

Her little thumbs were like Jack Hammers. Like a Sumo Wrestler was massaging me.

As I lay on the mattress being massacred, I mean, being massaged by Ate Guy, I wondered if I offended my friend who recommended her to me—that this was his way of revenge.

In the entire 2 hours, I groaned aray, aray, aray (ouch) the whole time.

Actually, I didn’t want to groan. I wanted to scream, ARAAAAAAAAY! But my neighbors may think someone was being raped.

My wife came up to me and with a sly smile asked, “Do you like it, Bo?”

I whispered to her, “I feel I’m being run over by a train again and again.”

She laughed. I added, “Please call the US Embassy. Tell the Ambassador I have the perfect person to send to their captured Terrorists. Just 2 hours of Ate Guy and they’ll confess where Osama Bin Laden is hiding.”

Ate Guy Was Rich

After two hours of excruciating agony, it dawned on me that I had to pay Ate Guy for almost killing me. We live in a crazy world, I tell you.

My wife asked her how much we owed her.

Ate Guy said, “P250 an hour.”

Two hours for her and two hours for me. So we paid a thousand bucks for 4 hours of torment.

I wondered.   How much does this little woman earn a month?

I asked her, “Ate Guy, how many prisoners, I mean, customers do you massage everyday?” She answered, “An average of 4 to 5 a day.”   I learned that she massages every single day. No day offs.

“Isn’t that tiring?” I asked her. “That’s 10 hours a day.”

“I like it that way,” she said, “If I don’t massage anyone, my body looks for it.”

Aha! I knew it. She was a closet masochist.

“Do you advertise your services?”

“No. My customers just recommend me to others.”

“I’ll recommend you to others too,” I said. I started thinking of all the people who owed me money. “But you mean to tell me every single day of your week is full?”

“Yes,” she said. “Because I’ve got mga suki (regular customers). Some even want me to massage them three times a week.”

“Three times a week?” I almost fell off my chair. These people need to see a psychiatrist.

That was when it all hit me: Ate Guy told me she was a former house helper who earned P3000 a month. Today, she takes home P50,000 to P60,000 a month. Much more than many managers I know.

No doubt about it.

Ate Guy is a Superstar.

Be A Niche Superstar

How much do other masseuses earn? More or less P10,000 a month.

Why does Ate Guy earn five times more? Because she stands out.

She’s dominated her niche: The niche of torture camouflaging as massage.

Other massagers try to please everybody. They’re average. They’re typical. They’re all alike. They’re forgettable.

Not Ate Guy.

You either like her or hate her.

Fortunately, there are enough insane people in this world who like her to make her a Superstar. My wife is one of them. She invited her back. I’ve already noted the date of her return—and I’ve arranged to be as far as possible from my house on that day.

You too need to find a way to become a Superstar.

But first, let me describe how problems create the phenomenon called Superstars.

Why Problems Create Scarcity,

And Scarcity Create Superstars

When I taught this message yesterday, I placed a number of ladders on stage. I told the audience that life offers many ladders to climb. And that ladders represent opportunities for growth.

A Superstar is a person who’s able to climb to the top of a ladder.

Do you have problems in your work or business? Each problem is like a step on the ladder. Each problem is an invitation to become a Superstar. Superstars are Superstars because they can solve problems.

That’s why I say problems are wonderful. Without problems, there will be no Superstars. (I wish to thank the brilliant Seth Godin for these insights.)

Example? Imagine that you and I can pick diamonds in our backyards.

Would you and I be wealthy? Of course not. In fact, women will stop wearing diamonds, period. Why? Diamonds are Superstars precisely because they’re scarce. If they’re no longer scarce, why bother?

Diamonds are scarce because of the problem of getting them. You have to build underground tunnels and excavate them from beneath the earth.

Think now of the many problems of becoming a great singer, a great artist, a great chef, a great businessman, a great priest, a great father, and a great mother.

Problems create scarcity. And scarcity creates Superstars.

Here are the reasons why you need to be a Superstar…

The Rewards Of Superstars

People go to Superstars.

People watch Superstar movies.

People read Superstar books.

People eat in Superstar restaurants.

Let me ask you: When you see an empty restaurant, with two waiters sleeping on the tables, would you go there? Not likely. Something in your brain says, “The food there must be awful.”

But when you see a restaurant filled with people, with a long waiting line outside, you’ll say, “My gosh, I better try that restaurant.”

Before you think that this article is just about money, let me also say that Superstars are more emotionally fulfilled. They feel they’ve found their place in the world. They feel they’ve found their mission in life.

And Superstars can serve God with more impact.

Do you want to become a Superstar?

Read on.

Superstars Have Skill And Spirit

To become a Superstar, you need Skill and Spirit.

For example, Ate Guy studied for 6 months in a technical school. Not satisfied with that, she enrolled again in another school for 2 months on specialized massage. But her most important education is the years of massaging almost 60 hours a week—year after year after year.

But what made her develop her Skill? Spirit.

When you really think about it, Superstars are a little bit crazy.

Superstars are obsessed!

At the end of the day, it’s Spirit. Passion. Fire. Love. In Japanese, they call this Otaku.

For example, Ate Guy hates lamig with an almost neurotic obsession.

Once, Ate Guy had a patient whose lamig was stubborn. She ended up massaging this man for 4 hours straight—free of charge—until she got rid of his lamig. I pity the man. Probably became a paraplegic.

But no wonder Ate Guy is a Superstar. Only people with spirit do those crazy things.

Let me give you an example from my life.

These past 5 days, I had 14 meetings. But despite that hectic schedule, I was still able to write 8 long articles. How did I do it? There’s only one answer: I’m crazy. I love writing. I love crafting words.

How much do I love writing?

Others get high on drugs. I get a high choosing the right adjective for a sentence. I’m nuts!

Why Do People Not Become Superstars?

I’ve met people who aren’t Superstars even when they could have been.

They could have been Superstars in their businesses.

They could have been Superstars in their careers.

They could have been Superstars in their service for God.

But they’re not.

Why?

I see three reasons.

1. Wrong Theology

Some people think that God wants them to remain small.

God wants them to remain insignificant.

God wants them to remain humble (a distorted definition).

Their religion tells them, “Don’t stand out. Don’t create waves. Just follow. Just obey. Just be quiet.”

Please. Throw that rubbish way.

Go ahead. Stand out! Create waves. Be the best that you can be!

Use the core gifts that God gave you and develop them to the hilt.

Because your God will be proud.

How do I know? I’m a Dad of 2 boys.

When I see my kids show their Superstar qualities, I get giddy with joy. My heart palpitates. My chest expands. I feel delirious.

Here’s my Theology: You owe it to your Maker to become a Superstar.

Because when you become a Superstar, you’re praising the One who made you.

Here’s the second reason…

2. Wrong Psychology

Some people believe they deserve to be small.

Some people believe they deserve to be failures.

Perhaps because their parents treated them as dirt and not as stars.

Or some other past trauma.

Friend, be aware of this inner programming and reboot!

Get a new internal software!

You deserve to be a Superstar because you already are one.

You’re made in His image.

God created Superstars. Get used to it!

Finally, the third reason.

3. Wrong Strategy

People fail to become Superstars because they climb the wrong ladder.

Let me shock you: If a ladder will not make you a Superstar, quit.

If you have no hope of reaching the top of that ladder, get off that ladder.

Why? Because you’ll always be mediocre. You’ll always be average. And in business, average is death. In jobs, average means you’ll be the first one to be retrenched. Even in relationships, average is risky. To be good enough is not enough.

You’ve got to be remarkable. You’ve got to be phenomenal.

Choose a ladder where you have Spirit and Skill to make you a Superstar.

This is just what Rex Robillos did.

Climb The Right Ladder

My friend Rex owns Buns and Pizza—a fast-food chain of restaurants. Rex already knew he couldn’t fight Jollibee. Why climb this ladder where the chance of success was almost zero? Why not climb another ladder where the chances of success is bigger?

Here’s what Rex did: He made Buns and Pizza the Superstar in secondary towns where there was no Jollibee. In these smaller, more far-flung towns, Buns and Pizza was king. It’s usually the only air-conditioned fast-food restaurant in the area. This is where the children of the Mayor hangout. He dominated this niche. After only 5 years, Buns and Pizza now operates 139 branches in the Philippines.

If you’re average, it’s time to quit.

Be A Superstar In One Thing

Years ago, I was climbing the wrong ladder.

Because of this, earning money was like pulling teeth out of the mouth of the universe. I had to struggle for every peso I earned. It was as though money didn’t like me—so I had to drag it with me by force.

My food businesses—which I was so excited at the start—were collapsing.

My hotdog stand, my ice cream store, and squid ball kiosk were all drowning in red ink. Money was flowing out from my hand like water from a broken faucet.

During those dark days, I wondered if I made a mistake in becoming an entrepreneur. I began to doubt my desire to become wealthy. Was this really from God? Perhaps this was God telling me to stop. Perhaps I should have just remained a preacher and kept begging for money whenever I needed it.

But in those agonizing moments, I went deep into my heart and listened.

There was chaos outside, like a signal 8 hurricane.

But in my heart, I found peace.

Somehow, I knew I was doing the right thing.

I was simply climbing the wrong ladder.

That no matter what I did, I’ll always be average in the food business.

Because I didn’t have Spirit and Skill in the food business.

Instead, my passion and gifts were in communication—speaking and writing.

So I closed all my food stores.

Today, my businesses are doing so well because they revolve around communication.

Live To The Max

Friends, the world needs Superstars.

You owe it to the universe to become one.

No one benefits if you play small.

You only live once.

So go full throttle.

Live to the max!

May your dreams come true,
Bo Sanchez

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How Crispy Pata Changed My Life

I’ve always loved restaurants.

 

Simple, little, cozy restaurants.

 

Perhaps because when I was a small boy, I remember Dad bringing me for pizza or ice cream or hotdog every week. In restaurants, I felt loved. And happy.

 

And when I hit my twenties, one of the favorite things I loved to do was sitting in a coffee shop all by myself, reading a thick fat book.

But I had a big problem. For years, I was poor, single missionary. 

 

How poor? Every time I entered a simple eatery like Jollibee, I always had to first count my money—including my coins—to see if I had enough money. And many times, I had to walk away because I didn’t have enough money to eat there.

 

          Let me tell you about one of my unforgettable experiences. And yes, it has something to do with Crispy Pata.

Emotional Pain Can Make You Change

            One day, I wanted to impress my girlfriend.

          Thankfully, I felt rich that day because I had P500 in my wallet.

 

So I invited her to eat in a fancy restaurant. (Any restaurant that used tablecloths was fancy for me.)

 

          But a part of me still wondered if I really had enough money for the meal.

 

          I knew the restaurant’s specialty was Crispy Pata or deep-fried pig’s knuckles (Yep, I was still eating meat at that time).   Quickly, I read the Menu. It cost P150 only. Yes! I could afford it.

 

          I called the waiter and ordered Crispy Pata. With two cups of

rice.

 

          To save money, I didn’t order drinks. Thankfully, my girlfriend didn’t order too. I smiled. Things were going my way.

 

          At the end of our yummy meal, the waiter brought in two little green bowls of Macapuno (sweetened coconut).   So this was how it was in restaurants with tablecloths: They give free desserts!

 

          The waiter then gave me the bill.

 

          And that was when I felt like my soul jumped out my body for ten seconds.

 

Because my bill was P561!

 

          With my heart racing and armpits sweating, I called the waiter. I asked how my bill could be more than five hundred if I ordered only Crispy Pata worth P150?

 

          He showed me the Menu again. He pointed out that it was P150 per 100 grams. With a beaming smile on his face, he informed me that he served us 300 grams.   Like he did me a favor!

So we ate a whopping P450 of Crispy Pata.

 

          And that wasn’t the end of my trials. The waiter also pointed out that the Macapuno was P20 each. It wasn’t free at all. So with the rice and the tax, the entire bill reached more than what I had in my wallet.

 

            So I did one of the most embarrassing things I ever did in my entire life—right up there with preaching with my zipper open. Sheepishly, I asked my girlfriend, “Uh, do you have money? I’m a little short…”

 

          Thankfully, she had some.

 

          But I had nothing left for the waiter’s tip.

 

          With my head bowed down, I walked out of the restaurant as fast as I could.

 

          Friends, this happened a long time ago. 

 

But I can never forget how this embarrassing experience gave me a wild fantasy. It may not be wild for you, but it was absolutely wild for me: I fantasized of a time when I had so much money, I could enter into any restaurant I wanted to, and order anything I wanted to—without even looking at the prices on the Menu!

 

Call me silly. Call me juvenile. Call me crazy. But experiences like these were painful enough, they fueled my desire to become wealthy.

From The Brain or From The Heart?

You need a fierce emotional reason to become wealthy—or it won’t happen.

 

Here’s why: We make choices based on emotional reasons, not logical ones. (Oh yes, after the choice, we justify with logical reasons. But the initial reason is always emotional.) The reasons must always come from the heart, not just from the brain.

Funny, but that’s just how we humans operate.

 

          Let me share with you my fierce emotional reasons for changing my financial life—from the sublime to the silly.

 

My sublime reason: I hated the fact that I wanted to help people but I couldn’t—because I had no money.  I was always faced with the needs of the people I ministered to… Some of them had very small financial needs, and I couldn’t even meet those small needs.  It was so frustrating. So I nursed a fantasy: That I would have more than enough to share to their needs.

 

My second reason: I hated the fact that whenever I had ministry projects in mind, I couldn’t just go ahead and do it—because the ministry always lacked money. So I began to nurture another fantasy: That when I had a new ministry project, I’d pull out my wallet or checkbook and say, “I’ll finance this project for the first 6 months.” I had goose bumps just imaging this scene. It felt so good and wonderful, it was my favorite daydream.

 

          My third reason is my silly reason to become rich: Restaurants!

 

          If you want to change anything in your life, find a big enough “Emotional Why” and facts don’t matter. 

 

You will change.

 

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