Wait.

Also known as: I ramble because I feel like I need to post here. And some Black Saturday thoughts.

You’d think I’d write more here now that we’ve settled into the new-old house and had our Internet set up and all that. Yeah, I thought so too. But alas, life has caught up with me and I find myself not having words to write here. I’ve been busy with work, reading and generally trying to stay healthy after a slew of allergies and asthma attacks got me in the past weeks.

I wish I could regale you with more words, really, but I’m caught in this weird funk. Strangely, I can write tons about the books I read, spout random bursts of emo-ness and even attempted to write some pieces of fiction. It’s not really lost — I’m just at a loss for words here.

So excuse me for that.

On another note, Holy Week 2011 was very interesting. It was quiet, hot, and it crept up to me with surprises that got me blubbering like a grateful and loved idiot in the middle of the night during Good Friday. It’s good, remembering the story of ALL stories, and remembering that I am not just a spectator but a part of that story. Interestingly enough, I think I found this year’s lesson for me on Black Saturday, the day in the Holy Week where really, nothing happens.

I’m not sure why it resonated with me…except maybe I can relate to the nothingness of Black Saturday. To the waiting. The holding of the breath. The wondering in what happens next. I must thank Matt Maher for his Holy Week reflections, especially video #6:

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To quote:

Imagine what that must have felt like…the combination of anxiety and excitement and fear…you know, the kind of hope where you like, “I don’t even want to hope this is real because I can’t even handle the let down if it’s not.” And so…I don’t know if there are areas in your life right now where you’re kind of sick of waiting and you’re trying to find easy solutions, or you’re trying to find quick ways around the waiting. But I want to encourage you today to wait. To let those moments sit. Like they do on the Saturday between Good Friday and Easter Sunday…give yourself some space to wait, and to let God move. And I think you’ll be surprised at what He can do with a little bit of time.

That definitely made me think. Thoughts on waiting require more than one post, so I would spare you from that. Let’s just say that right now, I feel like I’m being asked to just…wait. I definitely have that feeling of “I don’t even want to hope this is real because I can’t even handle the let down if it’s not.” Believe me, I do. My defense mechanisms are starting to think of scenarios on how I’d handle that let down if it happens, and a part of me is wishing really, really hard for it to choose another way. I don’t know, really. Except for that — I’m being asked to wait. Let God move. Just like how He did on Black Saturday.

THIS.

So yeah, this may be some kind of holding pattern. So I will wait. As for what I’m waiting for…maybe I’ll share next time. Maybe.

Welcome to Quarter Life

Also known as: The Twenty-Fifth Birthday Celebration

I apologize for the late post — as usual, work took over my life and it didn’t stop even during my birthday. It’s kind of stopping now, thank goodness, and I find it kind of strange that it took me up until the end of March to blog about my birthday. Usually I do that on the day itself, or at least, a few days after.

Maybe this is a sign of aging.

Anyway. My 25th birthday started a little early when I met up with one of my best friends, Happy, for a one-on-one girl talk. That’s where I got my first cake of the day, the Starbucks Cake Pop (which was awesome, by the way). I got home before midnight, and then the greetings started pouring in. :)

Cookie says "Happy birthday!"

I stayed awake a little bit more to answer some messages and answer a phone call from Dodge before going to bed. Then the real fun started.

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Serious

Also known as: I really shouldn’t blog only about serious things

And just like that February is ending. What just happened there, people?

Okay, so I’ve been meaning to blog more often, I really do. I have a lot of blog-worthy ideas for the past few days, but whenever I’m planning to blog or whenever I’ve sat down and opened this page, I end up doing something else. Watching TV. Writing a book review. Reading another blog. Reading a book. Then before I knew it, it’s time for bed. I tell myself I’d write the next day, but that goes to the next, and the next…and you get the picture.

I’m actually quite surprised that I’m not blogging a storm here. I normally would, but with other things like books and life, it’s just harder this time.

Okay, I think I may know why I’m not blogging here as much as I ought to. And I have one word: serious.

I think I put too much pressure on myself to write something meaningful in this blog. It’s not like anyone demands it, but I just feel like I should. I’m not one who will blog about every single thing that happens in my day — who cares about that, right? But I feel like maybe I should share a little of my heart every time, make people think, make people…I don’t know, feel better about themselves. I guess I kind of expected myself to come up with entries like that, and when I know that I can’t, I just don’t write.

See, pressure. This is why it’s easier to write book reviews.

But I’m a writer! I should write!

Okay, enough pressure, I guess. No pressure. I am not supposed to be serious 100% of the time. That’s boring. There’s a time for seriousness, there’s a time for silliness. And I can do anything in my blog. Right? Right.

Allow me to start loosening up. Especially since March is coming and March has always been my most favorite month in the year. For reasons that you should know ((But if you don’t, it’s because I’m turning 25 on the 17th. Gasp!)).

So allow me to end this post with something a little…well, not exactly serious, but exciting. It’s a World Youth Day video, friends!

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I love that they seemed to show the 1995 World Youth Day in Manila a bit longer than the others. I’m in the thick of preparing my papers for WYD, which I will probably talk about some time. Let’s just say that it’s starting, and it’s going to be exciting, and I’m going to need all the prayers I can get. So if you can spare me some, please, please do. :) I’m going to see you in August, Madrid. :)

Happy March in a few hours. :)