When I was already near Ortigas, when my eyes can finally see the tall buildings that can be seen from afar, my eyes began to get watery again. It felt like I worked abroad and I am now traveling home. I told myself, "I'm home!" It was a different feeling altogether. I was having mixed emotions like happiness that I'm finally able to attend church and go see my spiritual family but I was also anxious to go because I kept asking myself, "What if nobody missed me?" to which I picture getting a disapproving look from God. The moment I got off from the shuttle service I was in, I was half-running, half-walking as I made my way to Galleria. When I finally saw the entrance, I got so emotional I almost let the tears run down my cheeks. Literally. I was that happy and excited.
When I got inside, I went straight to my favorite ice cream kiosk to buy a popsicle for the pregnant wife of Kuya Mike Manahan, the ever beautiful and kind Ate Marielle. She was craving for it and I decided to surprise her with one. I went to her office and gave her the popsicle. Gave one to Kuya Mike as well for he was the one who told me about the popsicle craving of his wife. When we left the office, they invited me and Jeremy to dinner and we had dinner at Rai Rai Ken because the preggy wife is craving for noodles. So there we were, having dinner and having a wonderful conversation about us, relationships, and of course, God. I feel so blessed to have spent that time with them. They are such a sweet and nice couple and Jeremy and I just felt so blessed to learn things about marriage from them. When it was time to attend the service, Jeremy and I were a bit sad because we were enjoying the fellowship we didn't want to leave just yet. But hey, first things first right? So we went to the center and lo and behold, one of my favorite worship leaders was leading worship. Kuya Jam. When he started playing the song TODAY IS THE DAY, the tears I was holding in since the moment I was in the jeepney just started to pour out. I couldnt contain them anymore. Tears of joy were running down my cheeks. I was having a blast praising God that I just couldnt contain the tears anymore. Yes, today was the day He welcomed me back in His home. Next song was BEAUTIFUL LORD, a song that's on a print out I always put on my work desk when I was still working for the corporate world. When I was singing that song on my own little corner of the center, I felt a warm feeling envelope me and heard the most wonderful words I have heard these days. "Welcome home, My daughter, My princess." Oh yes, the King of Kings welcomed me back in His home. I know He missed me. I missed Him too. So much. When I heard those words, I just broke down. I pictured myself as the prodigal daughter running towards the father who is waiting with arms wide open. That is how loving God is. I didnt deserve all the blessings He gave me and He even went so much as to give me His one and only Son to pay for my sins on the cross. He just loves the lost so much that He would go out of His way just to sacrifice His only begotten Son on that cross on calvary just for us to be able to get closer to Him so He can show us His love and mercy.
"Welcome home, My daughter, My princess." Oh yes God, I'm home! I'm back. And I hope I wont be far away from Your home and family for such a long time again. Thank You so much for the wonderful things You have given me. Also for the prunings, and the bad things that was thrown my way. They made me realize how powerful You are, how merciful You are, and how loving You are.
You are AMAZING. More than AMAZING. :D
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