a lesson to relearn

The previous week had been a lesson of patience for me. I am impatient at times, I admit to that. I have to learn and relearn for the nth time to yield and wait on Him. I am impatient with some important events in my life, I walk hurriedly, I can barely wait for people during meetings and appointments, I rush things. Yet I am patient with other people, or is it just ignoring and tolerating that I do to them. Even so.

Firstly, I had done a very grave thing this week. I told myself countless times to wait on Him yet I rushed things at the sight of it slowly slipping out of my hand. I panicked. A lesson to be learned. Now I had to bear the consequence and be prepared for whatever it is.

Secondly, the Cugman Boiz had asked me to do the bass guitar not only for 3 songs as was originally planned but the whole 5 songs.This was the something I mentioned in my previous post (guess what??). One of the songs to be played is a personal favorite and ever since I could recall, I longed to play the bass guitar for it, even just for practices only. But He gave me a much heavier task. And it’ll be in front of a crowd. I have stage fright, I shudder at the sight of people looking at me when I’m up on stage or just in front of a crowd. I guess He has something else in mind prepared for me. But at least I learned to play it and I’d be playing that song, that’s what mattered.

Somehow, there’s always something, an event, a task, a person, our attitude that slaps us on our face unexpectedly. In my case, it was something big. Had to pick myself up again and move on, but not without taking something from it. And hope that I had learaned my lesson. I may repeat this story in my life again someday, I might stumble into the same situation and testing again. But I cannot assure that I won’t fall into the same pit again. I am a work in progress.

guess what??

The Cugman Boiz had asked me to do something. It may be a simple task but it is a heavy one for me. Can I do it? I may not be that confident and skilled enough to accomplish the task.

that old place

Been to San Francisco, Agusan de Sur last weekend. Was amazed with the progress of that town. Our family lived there when I was yet 2 or 3 or 4 years old. So I couldn’t remember much of the place. The familiar spots though were the DBP branch were my father used to live, their rotonda and a small grocery store where we used to buy goods. We could even pass by their back door going home usually cause it is much nearer to our house. I guess the owner and employees of that store were our friends, why else would they allow us through their bodega and to the back door if they weren’t. I even failed to visit our old place eventhough it was just beside the reception venue. I had a little chat with our old landlady though, she even related how I used to play with his son outside their house and all. I just can’t remember those. I don’t even know her lawyer son. Anyway. Just that. Nothing much. I desired to roam around some more but time was short. Maybe next time. I have a cousin’s place to crash anyway if ever I would visit San Franz again.

message in a bottle

At 7PM tonight, my dear friend Sarai called and shared on her bottle’s fate.

Have you ever tried writing a message, placed it in a bottle and threw it, preferably in the sea? Would you want to try?

over the weekend

Yay!! It’s Thursday already and I haven’t completely unpacked my things. Why? I’d be gone again for the weekend. Be traveling again to the town of San Francisco, Agusan del Sur for my cousin’s wedding. It’s a 7 or 8 hours ride by bus from Cagayan de Oro. A very long travel indeed. But I will be reuniting with my relatives at Butuan City, half way through the travel. At least I will have company and folks to feed me. Haha.. I wouldn’t be attending their wedding for some reasons I gave the groom-to-be’s younger brother on his wedding last year, like the travel is tiresome and draining, I have works on Fridays and Mondays (hitting the possible Monday blues), and had to support someone on Sunday on a task. But.. But my cousin and his beautiful fiance asked me to be one of their bridesmaids. Why? So I could attend their wedding and celebrate with them. Blackmailing me. Hehe.. My cousin’s fiance by the way had gotten close to me, since we were both of the same profession. She’s warm, friendly and a great lady too. And I’d be glad as well to be part of their celebration and to witness this important event in their lives. Anyhow, got to prepare my body for the grueling travel and work for the coming days.

from land to air to sea and the bottle

Just arrived yesterday from my week-long training/retreat and planning. Still exhausted but its a workday already. Arrgghhh.. Can I have a vacation extension, please?

My younger bro and I left Cagayan de Oro before 5AM Sunday, April 5, for Davao City. Since much work had to be done, we proceeded directly to our objective. The sight seeing and lakwatsa was part of the plan. Hehe.. We stormed our camp’s venues, Mergrande Ocean Resort and Outland Adventure. But would not miss the Baywalk, People’s Park and Jack’s Ridge. Thursday morning, 6AM, flew to Cebu City for their staff retreat. I admit, I was so tired I had to hide at the back of my fellow participant so I won’t be caught drowsing in my seat.

What started as a brainstorming Sunday evening ended with a message-in-the-bottle Sunday dawn. Was made an accomplice for my friend’s message of joy and hope in an empty and clean wine bottle. It was just for fun. We both don’t know the bottle’s fate yet hopes the bottle-finder would contact my friend and relates where the bottle is found and how the message has helped the person. I threw it around 3:40AM in the middle of the sea. It might go to Camiguin island or Bohol or in a far off place, I don’t know yet, I hope not in Sulu or on a pirate’s hand. I was even reprimanded by a crew for being in the rail. So I just pretended I was taking pictures of the bubbles of the waves created by the ship.

here is Sarah’s bottle with her letter in it..