my good friday

here we go again...

the good friday was a supercalifragilisticexpecalidocious experience in my entire 26 years of existence. this man, who is an epitomy of the "body of lies" invited me to walk with him in an "alay lakad" going to the Mother Dolorosa shrine in antipolo, also known as the "white cross." The walk took about 2 hours, and i had some "paltos" in my feet, evidence that it was a kind of difficult walk. When we reached the "holy ground," we rested for a while, and had a little chat.

10:00am Having been situated in the so-called "holy ground" i am hopeful that he is telling me tales of truth. he said that he has been "10 years" in service, and seldom goes home to his family due to the nature of his work. "to be discreet is a call of his profession" according to him, since he is soliciting confidential data for the government. he penetrates the lowliest and highest institution of the country just to get the information that his boss asked him to. and he uttered "its so damn difficult, my situation, right?" but i told him, "not really, its the call of your work, to be someone you are not, to be able to get the information you need. it may be unethical in the professional sense, but its part of your responsibility - and i do understand it." maybe, he was trying to solicit information from me as well, if he is accepted or what, i really don't know. judging by his background, i am also confused about his motives. after a while, we went to the another pool of people having the way of the cross, and we also went there, until the end where we entered the small cave and had a glimpse of real-life images of people when christ died and Jesus lying there. Up until the white cross that symbolizes the resurrection of Jesus (with image of Him also there). After a while, the experience for me was really a sigh of relief, i felt lighter and i found myself communicating with God, thanking Him of the instrument to have me brought to that place - even in the form of someone who is so full of lies in his life (because of his job).

to be continued....