di ko talaga maipagkaila na superfans ako ni charice pempengco. Pati ba naman ang title ng post ko ngayon ay may bahid pa rin ng charicemania. Pagbigyan nyo na ang inyong kuya blu, minsan lang naman ako maglambing sa inyo. Sa aking kakahalukay sa mga abubot ko lastweek ito po ang natagpuan ko sa blu x-files.
God I am on the train home….I have been with my dear friends since yesterday sharing with them my life…my joys, frailty, concerns and hope. It has been a day of revelation…not of ideas but of your great love. Where there are uncertainties you were there to give us hope, in despair we cry in our struggle and brokenness, in silence of the moment you have given us a reassurance of your mighty presence, guiding us through in our blindness and keeping us company along the solitary path of life.
There is a sense of despair and resignation from a reality we have to accept and live. We tend to believe in a reality we try to reconstruct not minding the pain of negation and stark reality of truth in front of us. Help us to embrace the truth within us, so that we will be set free. Truth hurts….but the pains of life means growth and life.
One moment I will get off from this train only to set my foot on it again, again and again, until I would reach my final destination. Would you be there waiting for me or would I wait and expect for someone else. A while ago the inspector passed by, but I was not able to notice him, maybe because it’s not yet my time to get off. I continue this journey for a while, I know I am still young, full of vigor and zest for life…if youthfulness and age is the measure of existence, then I have to be on this train yet.
Two days ago, I received news that a friend of mine from Mexico got off from his train. They said it was his final destination. I said too short a journey. Does he not have enough money for the ticket…….ticket for a longer journey? How much does this ticket really cost? Oh I forgot you were the one who booked him….round-trip…life to death.
The train stops and many get off. I don’t know if some of them will take another train to other destinations or maybe for some it would be their last. Life indeed is a mystery….you get on the train…gets off and get on again…until you reach your final destination. When is the right time, where is the right place? I know someday I will have this last trip towards my final destination….would you be there waiting for me when I disembark. Will you, my God?
June 17, 2008
On the train Bologna-Roma
8:46 – 11:30 pm