~ting~ting~
The bell rung of the Cathedral church signaling the start of the mass.
"The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
and the love of God,
and the communion of the Holy Spirit
be with you all" Sabi ng pari.
At nag simula na nga ang misa...
The priest proclaims "The Gospel of the Lord" and the faithful respond, "Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ." The priest then kisses the book.
At natapos na ang misa nasalabas na kami ng simbahan, kasama ko ang pamilya ko ngayong araw ng linggo, dahil nag-aya si papa na mag simba daw kami. Hindi namin kasama si mama kasi hindi naman siya dito nag sisimba, hindi kami pareho ng relihiyon. Iba kasi ang pananampalataya niya pero iisa ang sinasamba naming Diyos kaya lang iba ang aming paniniwala. Which is i don't care about religion because i know it won't help me go to heaven, i know i'm bound to hell, with this attitude of mine.
Ringgg~~
"Tol, san ka na" sabi ni James sa kabilang linya.
Ito pala si James Martinez bestfriend ko, we have known each other for i think almost 7 years. We we're classmates since grade 7 up until now. Same din kami ng kinuhang course which is Engineering.
"Nasasimbahan pa kakatapos lang ng misa, why?" Sagot ko.
"Wow! Nagsimba himala" may narinig pa akong mga tumatawa sa kabaling linya.
"If you don't have something important to tell me, don't call. Im going to end this call, now" I said with an annoyed voice.
"Chill ka lang bro. Nandito kami sa skybar, ano punta ka?" Yaya ni James.
"Ge, papunta nako" Pag-oo ko sa kanya.
Nagpaalam na ako kina papa na pupunta ako kina James, hindi ko sinabi kung san kasi siguradong bubugbugin ako ni papa.
Saktong 6:30 na ng gabi ng makarating ako sa skybar.
"Uy, si Isaac" bati ng mga barkada ko.
"Musta, bro?Musta ang pagsisimba?" Sabi ni James, na natatawa.
Hindi ko na lang siya pinansin at uminom na ako ng inorder nilang beer. May vodka, tequila, whiskey, at iba pang inumin na nakahaing sa mesa. Beer lang ininum ko kasi baka mapatay na ako ni papa pag-uwi ko kung sobra akong lasing.
At nagkuwentuhan lang sila at naginuman. I preferred to keep quiet because i just don't want to talk. Hanggang nag-aya na ang isang barkada ko na umuwi na. Lasing na lasing si James kaya ako na ang naghatid sa kanya sa bahay nila. At umuwi nadin ako sa amin.
Pasado alas-dos na ng madaling araw. Patay na ang ilaw sa bahay. Pag-pasok ko nakita ko si mama nanasa sala natutulog, hinintay nanaman siguro ako nito. Kumuha ako ng kumot sa kwarto at maingat na kinumotan siya. Kahit na anong pagiingat ko ay nagising padin ito.
"Oh, anak bat ngayon kalang? Uminom kananaman ba?" Mahinahong tanong ni mama.
Hindi naman ako nakasagot. Bagkos ay nagmano ako dito.
"Diba sinabihan na kita na wag ka ng uminom. Magkakaroon ka niyan ng bisyo at hindi mabuti ang may bisyo Proverbs 23:20 'Do not join those who drink too much wine or gorge themselves on meat, for drunkards and gluttons become poor, and drowsiness clothes them in rags.' At tsaka sa araw pa talaga ng linggo Isaac? It's the Lord's day we should respect him" Mahabang pahayag ni mama ngunit mahinahon padin.
"Sorry ma, nangyaya kasi si James at konti lang po yung ininom ko" sabi ko kay mama.
My mom is the most understanding person in the world, she is kind and she is very soft hearted, she is a Christian btw. She goes to her church every sunday and does her devotional every day, meditating the word of God day and night. She has completely surrendered her life to God. She is always their to guide me, she said someday i will understand all the advices and verse she is saying to me. She always reminds me to pray first before doing something since i was a child. But i seemed like i don't feel the presence of God when im inside the church. There is a longingness in my heart. We don't have the same belief with my mom. But i think her life is more meaningful and blessed than ours because she is not already conforming to the pattern of this world. She doesn't drink alcohol, she doesn't swear, she does not lie, she does not do anything unrighteous because of Jesus, yes she does get angry when we make mistkaes but later on she forgives us and she does not say hurtful things when she get angry. How peaceful of the life of my mother. How great is her God!.
Im now inside my room.
I stared in the ceiling. "My life is a mess! I don't know what to do. Im sick and tired of this cycle of my life! Im doing what they are doing and what they taught me, but still i don't feel God's presence in me. God help me, guide me, teach me!" I stand up and i fell unto my knees at the floor crying mercily.
"Help me, God. Bring someone to guide me to bring back my life to you" Is the last thing i prayed and i have fallen asleep.
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Thank you so much to those who have read my book. This is my first update in this story. I hope it encourage you to comeback to our father God in heaven. He misses you!... Godbless you all☝️🙏
~Faithbook💖
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Spiritual"Im sick and tired of this cycle of my life! Im doing what they are doing and what they tought me, but still i don't feel God's presence in me. God help me, guide me, teach me!" - Isaac Marquez 4 Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or an...
