Sunday.

I remember telling myself, “I’ll write about this.” That was yesterday. Heh. :) So yeah, it was Sunday.. sweet splendid Sunday. <3 Lets run through it chronologically.. hmmh.. well, at least I’ll try.

>>EDIT + WARNING: Skip the first part.. or don't, and waste your time..
well, for all I know you're already wasting it pala~
andito ka eh (:<<

I woke up, a bit late than my usual waking up time during Sundays~ a little past 9, I think. And then, the usual morning rituals.. Devotion. Read about some research stuff I need for later. Take a bath. Eat. Brush my teeth. Plurk in between. Heheh. Float. Hmmh.. . This is not in order~ Heheh.. oh also, I edited something for Jec. Prepared for church. Was a bit late. Swept the floor. Led the devotion. Went to sit. Quieted myself. Listened. Threw comments. Heheh. Shut up. Shush people. Played. Listened again. Praised. Listen still. Received blessings. Became thankful. Be touched. Skipped. Had our discipleship. Yelled. Screamed. Shouted. Cried. Poured out. Released. Talked. Shared. Planned. Went down. Had some small talks. Gazed and admired. Rebuked myself. Listened. Praised. Shook hands. Shared some love. Hugged. Listened. Prayed. Said goodbyes. Ran home. Random. Sleep.

Hahah.. . antamad magkwento ehh.. Well, I just want to focus on a few things. Forgive me. Xj

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First, the message. So yeah~ of course I received a few things yesterday. Not new, but leads to renewal. The Holy Spirit has been prompting me to pray. I mean, of course I pray. He’s prompting me to pray more, to bring back what has been. Now, this is not the first time. Well, actually I’ve been praying about my prayer life.. hmmh. How long? Since late last year.. not exactly everyday, but there is some amount of consistency in it. Anyhow, I thank God for yesterday.. I thank God because He knows what I need and want. I really have been missing out in my prayer life. Sad Truth. But I do know how important it is, that is precisely why I want things back to how it used to be, better yet.. I want more than what we had before. I’ve been praying and praying for it. And yesterday, I know with firm faith, God has sealed it. Thankful much. :)

But the day didn’t end there. In our discipleship I had the gentle release I long longed for. Hahah.. . well, gentle is an interesting word to describe it. We screamed. The first one, super bitin~ but because I was super anticipating it.. I could already feel an outburst about to happen. A crying spree could break out from me with a little more push, but I was dissapointed. I wanted to pour my guts out.. As I said, I’m longing for some release, an inhibited one. If you’ve been reading my posts.. you can probably guess I wanted one, if it’s not that obvious already *sarcastic*. But I didn’t have it. Not yet. I screamed. Nothing. I just felt the heaviness lift a bit, but it stayed.

It still didn’t end there though. We screamed again. And then there.. I burst. Finally. Although.. . I think.. I still want more. More.. .

Pop my bubble.

Filth and gaps~
I cast away.

I screamed what my heart has been shouting.. long since.

~I want You, God.

The cry of my heart.

More of You. More.. .

I tried to disperse everything else.. . the grief. the hate. everything.. .
then it was just.. that one desire, standing out. Hmmh..