Singin' My Heart Out

Lunchtime yesterday, I was having a great time by myself at KFC in Rotonda. Mech joined me later because she intends to borrow my TDVC book. Still later, Joel, Eve, and Rachel arrived to join us. Later and later, Julius arrived with Hazel but they didn't join us because I think they're on a date. And later after meal, Janrey arrived. Enough of solitude.

Joel told me that I was supposed to be practicing the piece that we would sing next week when we'd visit the Bulacan church. Since Mech has been insistent on inviting us to join a volunteer orientation that afternoon, I opted to join her just to avoid singing. Not that I don't like the idea of singing with them or singing in general. I just thought that it's just not a good time to do it.

We did sang together in Caliraya and that was cool. Singing with them again in Bulacan would be overkill. If ever they found that I intend to "escape" this engagement, eventually they would tell me that I'm refusing to lend my talent for God's work. Grave remark but that's how complicated things could get with some people.

Now, singing can be my talent. I sing in my room all the time, thanks to my dependable I-Tunes. I just don't think that I could contibute to the ministry with my voice. I'll do all the carpentry stuff if they want but I won't sing. So with that, I "escaped" and joined Mech at the orientation for volunteers who would be joining this event for disabled children. It's being organized by the Archdiocese of Manila.

I never really had an experience of working with Catholics for such a cause as this so I am, again, looking forward to the event itself. I wished, too, that our own church would be holding events like these to give us an opportunity to really help people. And to teach some of us that it's not all about not eating chicken fried from "porky" oil, not wearing denim inside the church, or not listening to rock music. No, no. Worship is much more than these shallow matters.