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AUP University Voice, CSC Building,, Puting Kahoy (2025)

20/08/2025

𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 | 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝟓.𝟏 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐬, 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐀𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

A magnitude 5.1 earthquake struck Calaca, Batangas early Wednesday morning, shaking nearby provinces and parts of Metro Manila, the Philippine Institute of Volcanology and Seismology (Phivolcs) reported.

The tremor occurred at 12:43 a.m., with its epicenter located 2 kilometers northeast of Calaca, Batangas.

Phivolcs confirmed that the quake was tectonic in origin and warned of possible aftershocks and minor damage in some areas.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘫𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯

18/08/2025

𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 | 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢ñ𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐃𝐂 𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

The Apartment and Dormitory Circle (ADC) opened the school year with its first joint worship service on August 18 at the Philippine International Church, gathering students from different dormitories under the theme 𝘗𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘫𝘢: 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘈𝘴 𝘖𝘯𝘦, a Swahili word that means "together.”

In his keynote address, Pastor Noel Mariñas, the Dean of Apartment, centered his message on the importance of unity in both faith and community life. He explained that Pamoja is not just about physical togetherness, but about journeying in the same direction with God at the center.

"𝘜𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦—𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺," Pastor Mariñas said, inspiring students to cultivate stronger bonds of trust, respect, and service.

He reminded the audience that true unity can only be achieved when Christ is the foundation. "𝘐𝘧 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘏𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦," Pastor Mariñas added.

In an interview, Rujem Ricalde, the ADC President, shared the significance of the theme. “𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘗𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘫𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦. 𝘐𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺,” he said.

He also outlined the officers’ vision for the year, emphasizing the importance of balance and community building.

“𝘞𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦—𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭. 𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦,” he said.

The ADC also recognized its newly elected officers for the school year:

President: Rujem Ricalde
Vice President for Religious: Rhojen Mencede
Vice President for Social: Mandy Duarte
Secretary: Stephanie Arcinue
Associate Secretary: Argie Boy Matuguina
Treasurer: Luiza Gabutin
Associate Treasurer: Jeimiegh Mylez Banaag
Public Information Officer: Regyn Grace Clavite
Head Artist: Nathalie Diaz
Artists: Ann Manganahan, Shavlik George Belga, Eddie Ronquillo Jr.

The evening program concluded with a dedicatory prayer by Pastor Elmer Lagarile, the Dean of Mahogany, sealing the worship with a collective commitment to live out 𝘗𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘫𝘢—walking together as one in faith, fellowship, and service.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘫𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯

11/08/2025

𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 | 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐒𝐞𝐭, 𝐖𝐢𝐧: 𝐀𝐔𝐏 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲

The Adventist University of the Philippines (AUP) officially welcomed students for Academic Year 2025–2026 during the Academic Emphasis Day, held on August 11 at the Philippine International Church, with the theme “Ready, Set, Win.”

New students along with faculty and staff joined in a processional followed by messages highlighting both academic and spiritual preparation.

Dr. Gracel Ann Saban, Vice President for Academics, explained that the purpose of the Academic Emphasis Day is summed up in the word "WIN" — to welcome both new and returning students, introduce the members of the academic team and nurture students' commitment to holistic excellence.

Guest speaker Arnel D. Zamaila, Director of the Center for AI Research at Mindanao State University–Iligan Institute of Technology, reminded students that their journey is as important as their goal. “You are not supposed to have your life figured out because if you did, then you wouldn’t need God,” he said.

He cautioned against seeking happiness as defined by the world, urging students to embrace the peace that Jesus offers.

He further advised that sustaining motivation comes from setting smaller, manageable goals that enable steady progress without becoming overwhelmed.

In her welcome address, Dr. Arceli Rosario, University President, emphasized that success is not limited to academic achievement but also to fulfilling God’s purpose and ultimately attaining eternal life.

“𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘎𝘰𝘥. 𝘛𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,” she said.

Vince Roi Fajilan, a freshman from the College of Theology, shared, “The theme encouraged me to put more effort into my studies and assured me that in AUP, I am set to win. It boosted my confidence to continue pursuing my program,” he added.

He said that being part of the Academic Emphasis Week made him feel seen and special, and reinforced his belief that studying in AUP is part of God’s plan for him.

The Academic Emphasis Day is a yearly tradition in AUP that aims to inspire students to balance academic excellence with spiritual growth.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵

10/08/2025

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐖𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲

The day I came to Him, my hands were empty, and my heart felt like it had been scattered into pieces I could no longer gather. The air felt heavy, pressing on my chest. My prayers were not eloquent—only fragments. Half-sentences, half-sighs. I had learned to survive in pieces, but I didn’t know how to be whole.

I expected Him to simply quiet the pain, to stitch up what was torn. But He didn’t just patch the cracks—He rebuilt the foundation.
Where I saw wounds, He saw room for His light to pour through.
Where I saw ruin, He saw the start of something whole.
Where I saw an ending, He began to write something new.

As I stood in the middle of what He was rebuilding in me, I began to realize—this was never just about me. The wholeness He gives isn’t meant to stop at my story; it’s meant to overflow— reaching beyond me.

There is no finish line in God’s healing. It’s not meant to be stored like a keepsake hidden away. It’s meant to move, to breathe, to reach. He doesn’t restore us so we can stand still. He restores us so we can walk into the lives of others, carrying the same comfort we have received.

There are still those who walk the same dark roads I once knew—roads where hope feels far and wholeness seems impossible. Perhaps, this is why God sends the people He’s healing back into broken places: so His care can wear a familiar face, and His love can speak in a voice that sounds like their own.

Healing, then, becomes more than a personal gift—it becomes a calling. Every act of kindness turns into a love letter written by His hand, carried through ours. And just like water, it never stays still. It flows. It spills. It seeps into the cracks of weary hearts. One drop at a time, it sends ripples far beyond where we stand.

And the beauty is, we may never see the full reach of those ripples, but a word spoken today may echo in a stranger’s heart years from now. A quiet act of service may become the reason someone dares to hope again. What He mends in us travels through us, touching shores we may never step on.

If you have been restored, then you can carry God’s healing into the world. Your life is living proof that God still makes people whole. To someone, you are the evidence that life exists beyond the breaking and that blessings can rise from the ashes.

Because when God turns the broken into ‘𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥’, He does not stop with you—He sets your life in motion, your light spilling into the darkness, your kindness stirring the waters, sending ripples farther than your eyes can see.

That is the miracle of His healing—what was once shattered has now been made whole, and the light that was once dimmed is now being carried forward in service of others.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘓𝘶𝘪𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘦𝘺𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘯

08/08/2025

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞

They say life is made of choices. But sometimes, it feels like I’m just being pulled—pulled by pressure, by expectation, by the noise of everyone else’s version of success. The world keeps telling me what should matter: the medals, the titles, or the comfort of being liked, followed, and praised. For a while, I listened. I ran after those things, thinking they’d fill the quiet ache I couldn’t name.

But the faster I chased, the more lost I felt.

Because it turns out that even full schedules can leave you empty. Even a loud life cannot drown out the pain that shatters.

Then one day, it hit me: I’ve been living on autopilot. Letting the world choose for me—what to value, what to chase, what to give up just to keep up. But isn’t that the most dangerous thing of all? To forget that I have a choice? To let go of the privilege that God has granted me?

God doesn’t compel; He calls.

He lays before me a path, not of ease, but of meaning. Not of applause, but of peace. His commands aren’t cages; they’re maps back to who I was meant to be. And when I follow, I’m not losing myself—I’m finally stepping into the purpose He’s written for me all along.

Choosing His way doesn’t mean I won’t struggle, but it means that I won’t walk alone. It means that when the noise gets loud, the pressure mounts higher, and I want to trade truth for ease, at least I will remember: I’m not here to impress—I’m here to live.

And not just to live—but to live well.

The world offers shortcuts to joy, but God offers joy that doesn’t expire. And in every decision, big or small, He’s there quietly reminding me: You don’t have to be carried by the current. You don’t have to follow where the world drifts. You can stand. You can choose.

So today, I choose differently.

I choose discipline over impulse. Purpose over pressure. Life over convenience.

I choose to be guided, not by what fades, but by what lasts. And maybe that doesn’t look glamorous. Maybe it won’t earn applause. Yet, I believe, with the depths of my heart, that it will lead me somewhere I won’t regret.

I’m not just floating anymore.
I am walking—freely, fully—toward a life shaped not by the world’s demands, but by His design.
I am not just a follower of trends.
I am not a product of pressure.
I am the captain of my own faith.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘓𝘶𝘪𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘦𝘺𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘯

07/08/2025

𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 | 𝗜 𝗔𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗗𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲

Dear God,

𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦.

I was already halfway past the chapel when I stopped. Students crowded at the doorway, their voices bright with expectation. I lingered outside, eyes on my phone, pretending I had a reason to be anywhere else. The truth was simpler, heavier: I didn’t feel like I belonged. Not with a mind in pieces. Not with a to‑do list that felt like it might swallow me whole. Not when I hadn’t earned the right to rest.

There was a quiz I barely studied for. A lab report that was still unfinished. A groupmate I didn’t want to see. Every reason not to come piled up louder than the music spilling from the chapel doors. I told myself You’d understand if I skipped. That I could whisper a prayer later—after class, or maybe in the lonely walk back to the dorm. I told myself I didn’t need this.

And yet, somehow, my feet stayed.

I walked in. Each step carried a weight that felt like it might splinter me from the inside. My lungs felt tight, my shoulders heavier than they had any right to be. I found a seat near the back and let my bag fall with a muted thud—heavier than books should ever feel. I didn’t bow my head or close my eyes. I just sat. Not ready to speak. Only ready to stop.

And in the stillness that gathered around me, something inside loosened. Not mended. Not whole. Just… less clenched. It wasn’t peace, not yet. But the smallest loosening, as though my clenched soul had finally exhaled.

And then a verse flashed onto the screen—words I’d hear before but never needed this much until now:
“𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙚, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩.”

It was as if those words unlocked the thoughts I’d been carrying, one by one—and with each, Your answer rose to meet them.

I felt that I didn’t belong here.
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜—𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙮.

I felt that my failures had already disqualified me.
𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨.

I felt that my silence meant I had nothing to offer.
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙈𝙚. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙈𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩.

I felt that leaving would be easier than staying.
𝙈𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙩.

So I stayed. Weary. Late. Unsure of what would happen next.

Your voice seemed to settle into the cracks of my heart as I heard you whisper into my heart:
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧—𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙨.

Starting now, I’ll lay it all down. Not because I am ready, but because You already are.

The next time I almost don’t come—my Lord, help me remember:

𝗥𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗿. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗿.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘦𝘺𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘯

06/08/2025

𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 | 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗧𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗛𝘂𝗿𝘁𝘀

Every time I can’t sleep, people would say to me:
“𝙂𝙤 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠. 𝙀𝙭𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥.”

So I did—not because I wanted to, but because I didn’t know what else to do with the heaviness in my chest. I ran. Back and forth. Again and again. I ran until my legs trembled and my lungs ached. Until I couldn’t catch my breath. Until I had nothing left to give.

And still, there’s no sign of rest. Only pain. Only exhaustion. My muscles ache as my body begs me to stop. Until I couldn’t move anymore because I forced it. I gave everything I had just to be able to lie down and finally feel restored.

But I didn’t. I didn't rest. I couldn't

I cried out. I begged God to give me strength for tomorrow because I still had so much to do. In that exhaustion, helped me to realize that I’d been looking in the wrong direction all along. I had confused movement with worth—exhaustion with achievement. I believed pain meant progress.

I worked so hard and went to the edge of my limits. I’ve mistaken pressure for purpose. Yet, all along I thought I was running alone, but He’s been beside me the whole time—not waiting at the finish line, but pacing with me– aligning me. Reminding me that movement doesn’t always mean burnout. That endurance is different when you are connected to the source of strength

He never asked me to run myself empty for Him. He asked me to walk with Him. His strength isn’t found in the moment I finally stop, but in every step I take in surrender. God doesn’t just show up when I stop. He strengthens me while I move.

He promised that in waiting, there is strength—a quiet power that grows not from rushing, but from patient trust and surrendering.

Today, I will keep moving, not to escape weariness.
I will move because He walks with me.
I will run because He renews me.
I will rise because He promised I wouldn’t do this alone.

And this kind of strength I’ve been missing all along is not found from pushing harder, or running faster. This is the kind of strength that finds me exactly where I stop, caresses bruised skin, and lifts me when I fall. It is the strength that whispers, “𝙆𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙. 𝙄 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.”

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘢 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘺

06/08/2025

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05/08/2025

𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 | 𝗙𝗹𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿 𝗢𝗳 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲

Hunger has a way of reminding us that we are human. But, food has a way of reminding us that we are loved. When it comes to the plate, we often forget that food isn’t just a way to survive—rather, it’s a gift given to us by His grace. We may miss the quiet whisper of care in the crunch of freshly sliced fruit given by a loved one after a fight. We may sigh first upon seeing the dirty dishes in the sink, forgetting that it’s only there because we’ve had a full meal, but every bite of something nurtured and grown is a reminder of Eden and its creator.

When we are reminded to eat and live as we’ve been designed, instead of grace, we only see rules.

I used to think eating healthy was a chore—item
on the checklist, another burden. No sugar, no dairy, no this, no that. But it was never meant to feel like a punishment. Perhaps it was I who perceived it wrong.

When you pause long enough, eating stops feeling like a routine and starts becoming a reminder. It reveals something more. The sweetness of an apple on a hot afternoon. The warmth of rice, fresh from the pot. The crisp crunch of vegetables made to refresh the body. Indeed, these are not restrictions.

There’s joy in the way a tomato grows under the sun, how leaves curl toward light, how God designed nature to nourish. A healthy diet isn’t some new trend or moral superiority checklist—it’s a taste of how life was always meant to be.

God didn’t have to make fruits colorful or vegetables full of flavor—He could’ve made nutrition bland, yet He didn’t. He painted meals with joy. He bestowed food as a gift. And in that choice, He shows His heart, a God who longs for our wellness. Not just physically, but spiritually. Emotionally. Wholly.

Eating is an act of gratitude. It is a reminder of providence, of people who care enough to prepare and serve warm meals. With every healthy choice, we’re saying,

“𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙔𝙤𝙪, 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙, 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙧—𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙪𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮, 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙨.”

It’s not about pointing fingers on what to eat and what to avoid. It’s about opening our eyes to the gift we receive—a message rooted not in limits, but in legacy: a heritage of love and care handed down to help us live—and live well.

Next time we sit down to eat, let’s pause and remember the joy from the sweetness of every mango. The Comfort from what is fresh, whole, and made well. And the hearts brought closer through every meal.

Perhaps there’s a reason why God placed the heart near the stomach. Food, at its best, is God’s invitation— to delight, to heal, to live.

So today, as you eat, don’t count the calories or the minutes before class. Taste and see. Savor the blessing in every bite. For even in the smallest meal, God has placed a taste of Eden. A reminder that the same God who fed Adam and Eve with abundance still longs to nourish your soul today.

𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘒𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘺 𝘛𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘺

04/08/2025

𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 | 𝐂𝐒𝐂 𝐂𝐮𝐩 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 “𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐀𝐊” 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐲

Students, faculty, and staff gathered for the Opening Ceremony of the CSC Cup 2025, showing their support for athletes representing each college from August to October. With the theme “SIDLAK”, the gymnasium came alive with energetic cheers from the crowd and a spirit of anticipation. Spearheaded by the AUP Central Student Council’s Physical Development Committee, the CSC Cup remains an annual celebration of AUP’s commitment to honoring God through sports and fellowship.

𝘍𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳: 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘈𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘯
𝘝𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘋𝘰𝘯 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘢, 𝘈𝘎 𝘊𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘰, 𝘈𝘻𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘢 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘱, 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘖𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘻𝘢
𝘝𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘌𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳: 𝘑𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘻 𝘈𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘰

04/08/2025

𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 | 𝗜𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁

𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖾: 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁.

𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋𝗌, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖵𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖵𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽: “𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙚.”

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽—𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌—𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖵𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍; 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇. 𝖳𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾.

𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍. 𝖥𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁, 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗒.

𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇. 𝖠 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾.

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒.

𝖲𝗈 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒—𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎—𝗉𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾. 𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾.

𝖲𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽. 𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽:
𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇,
𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌,
𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖦𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾,
𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍.

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