prayer mountain

Last Friday, I finally accomplished my plan of going to the prayer mountain. I planned to go there as soon as I arrive here in the country.  Because of my business brought by the holidays it took me a month to go there. If only I have gotten there earlier, I probably wouldn’t be this lost. When I was abroad, I had my best laid plans. I would this, that…then this. Things were perfectly seen and anticipated. But things aren’t what I expected. They are way harder than I thought. I thought that the hardest part was when I was Dubai. But apparently, it’s just icing on the cake. It was only the beginning of another journey. Along with two of my bestfriends, I went to Antipolo. It was a long drive from Manila…but it was worth it. When I was at the prayer mountain…I poured out my heart…I told Him everything in my heart…my fears…anger…plans…and pains. I asked Him to give me pabaon. I couldn’t leave the place without something to bring with me…something I can hold on to throughout the year…What impressed to me was Philippians 3:13 which says “…forgetting what lies behind and straining forward what lies ahead.” It was very fitting because I’m overwhelmed with my past…both good and bad memories hunt me. I’ve always have a problem letting go of the past ever since. I sometimes don’t even know that I have not yet let go…that unknowingly I’m holding on stubbornly. As I heard, bad memories can paralyze you…while good memories can slack you. Too much holding on to either of the two memories can slow you down. So better yet, just look forward. So, what I’m going to do… leave everything behind me… keep the lesson learned…move on…move forward and have a hard yet great life!

the finale

I wish I had written this during the time when it was actually happening, but at that time I was too busy dealing with the situation rather than blogging about it.  My last month in Dubai was perhaps the toughest time of my stay there. It was life a finale in a soap opera. I had so much to do with so little time. I didn’t know where or even how to start. And if I didn’t act right away, things would get worse. I was overwhelmed. I was panicking. People tried to console me telling things would be okay. Many things happened. I was scared, angry and exhausted. I didn’t have much sleep during that time. My excitement was replaced by agitation. But all those are things of the past. I don’t want to elaborate. What matters is that I dealt with it and get through it…I overcame it.  Above all, I learned from it.