At one point in our lives, we will question the things that are happening. We ask not because we doubt, but because we just need the answer. At one point in my life, I asked. No, I did not doubt. It was more of being curious on why things have to happen.
For most, it takes a lot of time before answers were given. As with me, it took about five months before I finally got them. I was truly satisfied with the answers. I felt like, it was really all worth the wait. Five months is five months. But that do not matter because what matters is the answer given to me.
A lot of things happened during the time I was away, and sacrificed blogging. The supposedly forty days turned out to be more than forty days. I did not intend to take long, it just happened. God was just so good in giving me a lot of blessings, which made me preoccupied for the last couple of days.
Before I had my Lenten hiatus, I was jobless. At least no regular office job, because He granted me with freelance work over the time I was looking for one. Before I signed off for awhile, I was just hanging around anywhere just to kill time and make me not notice the day. That was before. Today, exactly during the Holy Week, He gave me the job I believe that is intended for me.
It’s not a glamorous job. Definitely not the Devil Wears Prada type. But, I believe I am working with such a great bunch of people. So far, so good. I know it will be carried over the days I will be with this new blessing that He has given to me. I know I will be expecting a lot of better days. I know, this is really where He wants me to be. Foundation, that is. I will be working not to please people of authority, but to help the community – in one way or another.
Aside from that wonderful blessing from above, I also got the chance to do some firsts during the Holy Week. First, I was able to attend a three-day recollection, which was held during the nights of Holy Monday to Wednesday. Second, while in queue for the confession, I got to meet a stranger who happens to belong in the same community where I am a member of. Third, I had an impromptu Visita Iglesia with two of my friends. Fourth, I got to witness the Seven Last Words that is being aired in one of the biggest network in the country, live. It was special to me because I only used to watch it on TV then. Fifth, I got to see and hear Fr. Jerry Orbos, SVD already. He is one of my favorite priests, by the way. Sixth, I had the chance to be in front of the people inside the church proclaiming that God answered my prayers. It was as well an impromptu. Definitely, unexpected.
With all these happening is just a week, I just couldn’t thank Him enough. I am deeply humbled by all these blessing I never thought I’d ever receive.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not becoming preachy here. I just have to share the goodness of Him in me. After all, nothing is more worth sharing than the greatness of the One who made all these possible for us.