| San Francisco Church |
I sat at the left side, leftmost of the pew. The choir was singing at the right, laborers were painting the walls of the altar, and there were a few other people praying with me. The church was silent except for the choir's singing, birds always chirping. If only I could hear what was going on the minds of the people there, the silence would have been shattered to bits. But of course, I could not hear any. Only my mind and my heart battling to find the answers and my soul longing for His words and embrace - so much was going on inside me that it was enough to break the silence that bounced through the walls of San Francisco.
I poured it in - my stories and my tears; my questions and my fears.
An hour has passed and I sat down.
Still, the answers are not within reach. Still, ruled by my doubts and fears. However, I walked out the Church, light-heartedly. I know I just needed to talk to Him.
"Sige lang, magmahal ka lang. Ano man ang nangyayari at ano man ang mangyari, ang importante ay nagmamahal ka."