Klarisse Writes

A month ago, I applied for a job post at a company that I wanted so much. I did my best - updated myself with the current issues and trends about the position I was applying for, dressed up properly (and accordingly), made sure that my makeup complemented with the color of my outfit. Despite being prepared and giving my all, the interviewer gave me the most feared phrase any applicant could ever hear: “We will just call you up in a few weeks, if you won’t receive any call from us, it means, we’ve considered someone else for the position.”   My shoulders dropped, and, to lift myself up, I treated myself out for a serving of sundae. While devouring on my ice cream, I was talking to Papa God, and we had a very personal date. I heard Him telling me:   “Nothing just happens; I have bigger plans for you.” In a span of a few minutes, I was able to bounce back. The journey went on. People prayed for me. I could even remember my ministry head, Bro. Albert Zabala, claiming in the name of

April 1: Same date, exactly one year ago... I went out of my comfort zone. I stepped into the grounds of PICC... alone. I entered the Plenary Hall without even knowing any single person. I was surrounded with complete strangers. Silently, I took an empty seat at the farthest back corner slot. This "was" me... shy, dependent on people, lost, hurt, broken. Since I was desperate and had no one to run to (except for a spiritual mentor and friend), I decided to go and follow the suggestion of one of the counselors of the Light of Jesus Community, which was, to attend The Feast. "Okay," I told myself. "Let me give it a shot." Mass... it was ordinary, just the same as the ones I used to go to. Although I was in an airconditioned place and seated comfortably in a cushioned chair, there were just too many people. After the Holy Eucharist, the band started to play upbeat songs. People around me started dancing. I was speechless and too surprised! I was caught of