"... Ain't about how fast I get there.
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side,
It's the climb."
-- Miley Cyrus
I still can't imagine how we managed to conquer the steep mountain of Batulao in Nasugbu, Batangas. It was my first climb experience and it wasn't easy at all. Specially for beginners like me. Rock climbing, rappelling, clinging for dear life, I consider it as one of those crucial things I've ever made in my entire life. All the more, God is so mighty that He made it possible for us to go up and down the summit safely. I have to admit I wasn't prepared for the climb. I'm a self admitted not-physically-fit. Working out is something I hate doing 'cause I easily run out of breath. My mom's got a heart ailment which probably is the reason why I have respiratory difficulties but it's never the reason for me to say no. I actually remember a time during the climb when I just keep on praying and calling on God's name. I think that was during our summit assault. It is one foggy morning, zero visibility. It was the group's goal to see the sunrise at the top of the summit so we went our way there and that's it! The most crucial part of the climb. Rock climbing. I used to think that rock climbing isn't that essential but when I was actually doing it, that's when I learned the value of life. That feeling when you're stuck in the middle of a climb, when you turn back there's nothing you will see but a steep cliff, you have no choice but to go on. One mistake and you're dead. I am aware that during the climb specially the summit assault, each and everyone of us was praying. And I thank God for hearing our prayers. Reaching the summit is the best feeling of all. It is one great achievement one could ever have. Special thanks to my Nelson, for always including me in such activities. I feel so overwhelmed to be one of those chosen few freedom climbers to reach the summit and witness the beauty of God's creation. It would have been nicer if everyone is given the chance to see it.
After the climb, we treated ourselves a toothsome late lunch/early dinner at Mahogany, Tagaytay. We had the famous Bulalo and Tawilis plus free bananas and pineapples for dessert. Priceless! We also attended a 6-7pm mass at the nearby church. Enough to call it a day. Thanks be to God!
I can't thank God enough for looking after us and making us safe all through out the climb. The climb that made us able to use our talents, build new friendships, strengthen the community and most of all, the climb that made us draw closer to God. Thank you Lord. This achievement is for you. 'Til the next climb!
I and my Nelson
It's been 2 weeks already since my first The Feast encounter at the PICC right after our jogging activity. Apart from hearing lots of random positive feed backs about this prayer meeting, I'm actually curious about how Bo Sanchez looks like in person for I only get to see him printed in papers. And books.
So there, my first Feast encounter was awesome. The first hour was the mass then the next hour was Bo's talk. The mass was held by a foreign priest, just not sure if he's an American or a Brit ('cause he sound like one). I would really like to think he's an American for there's a better chance for someone of their ethnicity to practice religion compared to Brits who have the most number of atheists. Makes me really confused. Either way, I'm amazed. Why do I bother anyway. Ha!
Moving on to Bo's talk, he's such an amazing, successful man. It shows. Someone who have such devotion and service just like his is a very rare find nowadays. No wonder he's blessed, so blessed. Not that I'm saying we are not, it just shows that the more you serve God, the more blessings He will grant you. Bo is an epitome of a successful man. Both financially and spiritually. I just wish we could all do the same.
The Feast is held every Sunday at the PICC and they offer 2 sessions in the morning and another 2 in the afternoon. I have to admit, waking up early in the morning is something I really hate doing. I always need someone to drag out of the bed but take this from me, I'm seriously working out on it.
I am planning to bring my own family to The Feast very soon, still hoping our tight schedules will somehow allow us to. For tomorrow, 29th of May, I and my Himno band mates are going to attend The Feast together. Also, to pray for one of our brothers Goden, who will soon be flying to Taiwan if I am not mistaken. May God be with you all the time.
So to those who haven't been to The Feast yet, now is your chance to have a better view in life. Take this from me, it's life changing.
Below is the footage of my first ever Kerygma experience.
It was my first time, last Sunday, to join my SFC brothers and sister ('cause she's only one) on their early morning jogging at the PICC. I have to admit, I never lived a healthy life style until today. It's one of those things I find hard to maintain. Balanced diet, regular exercise, proper sleep, it's so not me. I'm a self-admitted lazy to the max. I know it ain't good and I'm not proud of it as well. I'm just not really into it.
However, my last Sunday's jog made me a difference. I and ate Grace jogged around the elevated part of the CCP in front. The first and second round was just okay. But the fourth and fifth, we're clinging for dear life. Ha! I easily get tired. Which only means I'm no healthy. But it was fun. And I would love to do it again if given the chance. I also tried the Arnis thing, and just as expected I'm ignorant of it.
All the same, I'll surely give it another round. Soon.
I and my Nelson
