I don’t wish upon shooting stars. I don’t whisper on wish cottons then blow them away. I never even tried my luck on wish bones. Don’t get me wrong, I do believe in wishes coming true. But I do it differently- I light candles and then I pray. I don’t believe in luck. But I’m a strong believer on the power of faith.
Coming from a Catholic School (St. Paul College Makati), I probably know more angels and saints than the average number my friends could give. I memorize a number more prayers and know more about the beliefs, symbolisms and practices of the Roman Catholic Church than any kid of my age. (Yihee feeling bata! HAHA)
I’ve been part of the church choir (singing and playing the keyboards) for a couple of years until I realized that my voice was better off reading the scripture than singing verses. (I seriously do not understand why I was even accepted in glee club back then. Maybe they just didn’t want to break my heart!)
My religion classes taught me most of what I know about my religion. But it was when I left SPCM that I knew what faith was really all about.
Contrary to my mom’s belief that MaSci and UP (especially UP!) turned me into a monster, it was actually being immersed in communities of diverse religions, beliefs, and practices that helped me define my own stronger perception of faith and GOD. Definitely not as consistent with the Roman Catholic’s as it used to be but more personal. And I guess in the end, nourishing a personal relationship with GOD mattered more than being merely consistent with a denomination’s traditions.
I lit the first candle in thanksgiving for the wonderful blessings Parel was blessed with recently. The latter three are wishes that I’ve long been praying for. And which, I know, will come true in GOD’s time —definitely not because I would have been lucky by then, but because I have remained faithful. =)