It’s amazing what honesty before God produces. When you bring before him a plate full of questions, which are hugely influenced by our finite understanding and fickle human emotions —things like, “when, Lord?”, “How is that possible?, “But why?”, He answers without invalidating your feelings. What I mean is, He carefully shows you, “Look, child.… Continue reading Comfort in a day of doubt
There was a particularly moving moment during our play of the prodigal son when I nearly broke down as I was narrating the story. It was when Gutch, who plays the wayward son, kneels down before his father and sings in the most beautiful, heartfelt tone that line from Gary Valenciano’s Dati Rati. It goes,… Continue reading Heart of a Prodigal
The distance between the first group, consisting of Doc Joja and Kolbel, and me, was a good thirty minutes apart. I found myself trekking solo after our last stop at Kabatutan, where we warmed ourselves with hot coffee and late lunch. The trail to Badeo never was my favorite: on a sunny day it would… Continue reading What if a carabao stood in your way?