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Have faith.


I'm not sure what I would exactly write. My thoughts, pouring during the mass, now is empty.

Sunday for me is rest day/family day. So the normal Sunday I have is stay at the resto, mass and dinner. But today was different, since I had the chance to go to the parlor, and go to S&R and found my super super favorite chocolates: 3 MUSKETEERS!!! I so love 'em. :)







This is my new hair, by the way. I don't know why I allowed everyone to cut my hair, but I did. Now, this is the new look. I hope it's a different me.



















Now this is what I'm talking about. I loooovvvveeee MUSKETEERS. Big time :D I only find this at S&R Munoz. Wuhoo!














Anyway, moving on. Normally, I end my day with the mass. And today was no difference. I went to the 5PM mass at UST church *oh how I miss the church at Greenbelt, sniff sniff* Like what we normally do the past few Sundays, but this day was different. I cried the whole time the Gospel was read, until the end of homily.

Last night, I had another moment again, and I'm glad that once again, someone was there to listen to me. Dustin was a man of few words, pero I know naman kasi na I didn't need advice, all I needed was someone to listen to me and he did. Umiyak pa nga ako, nakakahiya. We weren't even close. After an hour of ranting, we ended up chatting and talking about kwento, and all that. It was such a nice conversation, we just realized it was almost 1AM and we both needed to rest and go home. We live across each other, he livesin the condo in front of our resto. THANKS DUSTIN BY THE WAY. A LOT. If you ask what's the reason of my "moment", yes again, it was him. I don't know. I told myself it's over. But I watched ONe More Chance at the office last night, then I felt sad again, I know life is not a movie, and not everyone gets the happily ever after one wants, but one deserve.

I went to church, and the homily struck me. People who are sick, even though they believe little, or don't believe in Christ, believed in him, and their prayers were answered. Even that woman with hemorrhage believed she'll get better, risked to be seen by everyone, and be mocked, just to touch Christ's clothing. I was so struck.

I want to be like the woman with hemorrhage, brave and with a big faith. Ready to take the risk, and the consequences of her action. I want to have that big faith, that God will heal my heart, that God will save me, that God is just there. I want to have a big faith in God, because He is all good and loving, and because He deserves every glory and every praise he can get.

After that mass, I felt somehow better. I felt somehow God wanted me to be struck, and mocked by the Homily so hard, that I will keep it in my head and heart, and live by it.

Just have faith. Faith can overcome anything, heal wounds, and make everything possible.

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Anonymous said…
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. -Hebrews 11:1


:) that's really nice :) Knowing that God's there comforting you, crying with you.. He knows your heart, and you can pour out just anything to Him in a moment of solitude, in a moment of prayer.. Nice do by the way :)

-Jove

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