Shifting Sand

Its a Saturday.
I'm left alone.
Sa bahay.

Usually, I love this silent moments.
I get to think about things, reflect on the past.
Recover from the shock that I have experienced.
The morbid encounters and wild chases...(duh as if)

But this day, I feel as if my Spiritual side is calling me..
I'm beginning to wonder, where do I stand?

That what if my time comes...
Could I look God in the face
And tell Him that I have done my mission in life.
That I have been a good person.

Yeah! I beleive I have been a law abiding citizen.
But goodeness doesn't end nor begin there.
There has got to be more to that.

Now as I sit here..
Listen to an old tune (from my college days)

My faith is like shifting sand

Changed by every wave

My faith is like shifting sand

So I stand on grace



I've begged you for some proof

For my Thomas eyes to see

A slithering staff, a leperous hand

And lions resting lazily

I feel so different...

Our village will be having another anticipated mass at the chapel on top of that hill.
And I will do the second reading later.
I like the view there.
Its so peaceful.

If I ever I would have a wedding...
I'd like it to be held in a small chapel.
On top of a hill before the sun sets.
On an October weekend.


but that's way too ahead...

And as if I'd be married.



We will be having a Block rosary here.

Maybe that'll be a start.



Back to basics I guess.