Tuesday, January 06, 2009

of a sinner called to paradise

there was a voice in my head, it asked something of me.
I said, I don’t know. why do you ask of me?

then, there were other voices in my head…

am I out of my sanity that I am hearing this voice in my head telling me of the things to come, showing me visions of the past, the present, and the future?

I was, in my mind, seeing a lot of things, many of which I dnt want happening in real life.

...if matters of life and death are based on faith, then I shall not believe in any of these, so that they shalln’t come true.

I didn’ t believe then coz I didn’t want to.

but my myopic previsions never ceased to come to me.

and, one by one, each vision started to become a reality.

the voices in my head,
they kept telling me not to listen
to the voice in my head,
that voice telling me not to listen to the voices in my head…

leave me alone! my soul pleaded…
I’m tired. I just want to rest.

whom of you shall give to thee thy plea?

then the voice in my head hushed.

i supposed the voice was abstaining from the bidding.

but as it hushed, i started to hear
a sound so soft, so sweet, so serene…

I am listening to it.

My soul is finding rest.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Thanksgiving Toast and Good Cheers for 2009

Before the new year commenced, our community gathered at Tita Virgie's place for a thanksgiving toast. Basically, it went on as goes the tradition: wine, food, and merry-making.

Not everybody in the community was present, but I admit to have waited hopefully for three to be there. Two did, the other one didn't even send us word.

Father Ben, our beloved presbyter joyfully graced the occasion with his partaking. His simple gestures, modest deportment, witty words, and childlike giggles and laughter was just so cherishable.

Tj, my best friend in the group, came up so late that everyone has actually eaten up to their fill and is just waiting for the ice cream he volunteered bringing to the table for dessert when he arrived..^^,

Mama and I were actually rooting for Andrew to come. He had already cancelled his Christmas visit so we were expecting him, at least, for the toast.

I am sad that he didn't show up, but maybe he had his reasons.

As Tj arrived, we allowed him to help himself with the food as we watched the Tom and Jerry show on TV. I just can't get enough of glancing back at Father Ben who in his childlike countenance was such a beautiful sight to hold. As Tj went on with his meal, we started scooping down the ice cream that by the time he took his share, i've already had about three, and as we both finished, he grabbed the can and quickly scooped a refill to both our cups and commanded me to eat it all up else it'd be a pity for him to be eating alone--and what, isn't it a pity for me having to eat up more?? but that's what best friends are made for anyway so I painstakingly ate it until i was enjoying it again (",) Not so bad after all.

As the day ended, we all went home full and with our hearts grateful not only for the festive banquet, but also for the blessings we have received for the entire 2008 and with eyes looking forward with hope for a happy 2009.

Mama and Papa had to go ahead of us and see Father Ben "home". It was nice that Tj took care of Queenie and me so we went home real safe and sound^^,

Later, before the year came to a close, Andrew informed he was unable to get a ride back home, which was understandable, and Tj responded with a phone call to my simple thank you note, so everything was up to a level of satisfaction!

I wonder what's in store for 2009, but know things will be fine^^,

Cheers, everyone!!

........i'm just another writer still trapped within my truth........

i have forgotten about what it is to write...
to catch that in-between the silence and the heart’s beating…
and go about that divide which separates shadow from the ground…
Writing, my first love!
and so, i write. répondez s’il vous plaît.

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kun pa'no mahagilap an uya sa tahao kan kasilenciohan asin pag-ibot kan puso...
buda malakop iyan na nagbabanga sa anino asin daga...

An Pagsurat, sakuyang enot na pagkamoot!
biyo logod, ako minasurat. magsimbag ka.

"Rooted and built up in Jesus Christ, firm in the faith."

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