Maybe…

I just knew you, and look at you with sincere glance. I looked at myself and asked, “What can I do for you? I’m not the best for you…”

I am doing these, right at that moment when wrong things must be corrected, when I seemed to feel responsible, when I began to think unjust thoughts…

I am doing these, not for myself… but for you…

No more tea to consume after supper… No more choco-milk before getting to bed (Let me consume the left-over first)… No more can of beer after the day’s success… No more harsh complaints against those who speak against you…

I am cutting my food consumption every meal (will fast when I can)… Give importance to silence and prayer all the time… Will try to commute rather than using any of the vehicles… Work with all my best harder than before… before I am  told, “Work so that you can eat…” “Word harder so that you can pay bills… so that… so that… so that… Work.

So help me God.

Today’s celebration of the Eucharist was inspiring. Their was really a communion of faithful people.

Mass of the Holy Spirit and  NDDU’s anniversary tomorrow. This is the first Mass I facilitated as CMRE Coordinator of Espina Campus. But thanks God! The committees did their tasks well. The students also did their part. Thanks also to Fr. Vic who presided the Mass for us. It was successful.

Indeed, it was a rewarding day! Treat myself tonight.

Success is the main goal of planning. No one plans to fail, unless he’s stupid enough!

Right now, I’m planning a lesson… this is what we call, “Lesson Planning.” What for? Well..? I’m planning now to get started planning before I run out of ideas!

This is aside from being the Campus Ministry Coordinator of our school…

LoL!

T’was not really that big and scary, except that I recognized it as a cobra!

I was wondering what made those candles on the floor at the corner of my office moved until suddenly, a snake appeared as if surprised also when I came in to the room. I wasn’t able to move quickly at first but rattled and ran to call the driver and his fellow. “Help me get this snake out of my office!” That’s what I asked from them.

Instead of being happy that I was able to get rid of that snake, I, then reflected back on what I asked them to do. It was just to help me let the snake get out of the room. Yet what happened? They killed it on the same spot where I found it.

Poor snake, sorry, I didn’t ask them to kill you.

Submitting school’s requirement is not easy when there are many things to consider; other commitments of the priest, availability of the retreat house, office hours of offices…

Today’s club campaign and orientation was also successful, one that satisfied my day also… 26 students who are interested to join the club I’m moderating, that’s not bad… unlike last year when the club as dissolved!

When my father builds a house according to his clients’ designs, he tries to sit down and think well about it and used to tell me that a carpenter can’t even have a nice house for his children. Indeed, our house built by him wasn’t that nice but built peoples’ house nicely. That’s maybe the reason why the image of a carpenter stays with, his being as a carpenter.

Father Marcellin had in mind to have brothers and eventually, lived with them at La Valla, then in the Hermitage to answer the call of his time. He was a carpenter, literally, building the Hermitage with the brothers. Maybe the building was not that nice, but the fact the congregation still flourishes and blessed until now, it must be strong, for the hands that started this is not by mere hands of Marcellin but that of Mary with the Love of Jesus.

Today is the 140th anniversary of Marcellin’s death, today is his feast day. We celebrate this day for the gift of his life to the Church, to the people and to his very own Marist Brothers, the Little Brothers of Mary.

Can it be retirement from career? Or retirement as, “I’ve reach 60! I must retire!”

So what did I say?  Before I retire, I will be able to attain satisfaction and contentment to what I am asked to do by my superiors, have lived a simpler lifestyle than what I have today and to always keep in-touch with my being; for in that way, I may be able to keep in-touch always with the divine in my life.

After I retire (age 60?), will develop my talent and enjoy painting; maybe still life and abstract, will enjoy telling stories (but when should I really start?) and lastly, visit and enjoy the presence of the people while waiting for my life’s end. Would that be enough? May my present life speaks about eternal happiness.

How come then, that being hardworking can’t just help sometimes so that I can start doing my own tasks in beautifying my office before next week. Ah, maybe sometimes, beauty must be accompanied by inspiration.

Talking about inspiration… I must be inspired, though challenged by my new assignment. This is my first time to have an office, a CMRE office. Anxiety… spare me!

It’s 11 in the evening and I must be sleeping already but I began to wander back to my childhood about my father. I began to realize that the memories coming back were moments I consider as near-death-experience of his.

When I was 3-year old, he was almost electrocuted. The image is still fresh. When I was maybe 16, he was planned to be assasinated… And when I was 23, he died of illness.

As I tried to shut my eyes, suddenly, I miss him. Rest in peace…