Just like what it is as before..full of experiences..the so called hell week was over and yet, everything's not that over.
I want to make a list of the tasks I/we already accomplished.I'm hoping not to miss anything,'cause in every second,there is a miracle.
Recudos was over,it's like breathing in a different way now.The weeks,the months that were preparing for it,my heart beats fast as I'm recalling those times.Hardship as it is,I'm trying hard to write now,letters and words must be so sudden,and I don't know again were I'm going.The experience?being a recudos?fulfilled somehow..for the silhouette of unity is seen and established.I'm loving our group despite every tear,every foul words,every fear,every pressures,every screams...for there's team work(?) beyond all that which made me smile at the end of the day...yes,were doing this for each and everyone in our group.
"ano man ang naidulot ng epidemya ay tuluyan ng nakalimutan" if I'm going to relate the dismissed line from Recudos on our situation..and I'm really hoping that it's real.
I commit an err on the actual play,and I really regret about it..my beloved friend came to watch and I'm afraid I didn't did my best for her.
In the end,I just want to state the magic of the bamboos,of the feathers,of the ramp,of the lights,of the blocks were nothing compared to the magic of prayers,tears and hard work.
I love TUTRI.I am a Recudos.
I'm in awe of how Jesus bought me and how he made me free. In awe of how loved I am and how He secures me. In awe of His favor in victories. In awe of His power and comfort in challenges. In awe of the possibility of Him using me more for His glory. In awe of all that He is. Thank you for visiting! May this blog inspire you to be so in awe of Him too!
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Sunday, March 20, 2011
Proud Recudos
Just like what it is as before..full of experiences..the so called hell week was over and yet, everything's not that over.
I want to make a list of the tasks I/we already accomplished.I'm hoping not to miss anything,'cause in every second,there is a miracle.
Recudos was over,it's like breathing in a different way now.The weeks,the months that were preparing for it,my heart beats fast as I'm recalling those times.Hardship as it is,I'm trying hard to write now,letters and words must be so sudden,and I don't know again were I'm going.The experience?being a recudos?fulfilled somehow..for the silhouette of unity is seen and established.I'm loving our group despite every tear,every foul words,every fear,every pressures,every screams...for there's team work(?) beyond all that which made me smile at the end of the day...yes,were doing this for each and everyone in our group.
"ano man ang naidulot ng epidemya ay tuluyan ng nakalimutan" if I'm going to relate the dismissed line from Recudos on our situation..and I'm really hoping that it's real.
I commit an err on the actual play,and I really regret about it..my beloved friend came to watch and I'm afraid I didn't did my best for her.
In the end,I just want to state the magic of the bamboos,of the feathers,of the ramp,of the lights,of the blocks were nothing compared to the magic of prayers,tears and hard work.
I love TUTRI.I am a Recudos.
I want to make a list of the tasks I/we already accomplished.I'm hoping not to miss anything,'cause in every second,there is a miracle.
Recudos was over,it's like breathing in a different way now.The weeks,the months that were preparing for it,my heart beats fast as I'm recalling those times.Hardship as it is,I'm trying hard to write now,letters and words must be so sudden,and I don't know again were I'm going.The experience?being a recudos?fulfilled somehow..for the silhouette of unity is seen and established.I'm loving our group despite every tear,every foul words,every fear,every pressures,every screams...for there's team work(?) beyond all that which made me smile at the end of the day...yes,were doing this for each and everyone in our group.
"ano man ang naidulot ng epidemya ay tuluyan ng nakalimutan" if I'm going to relate the dismissed line from Recudos on our situation..and I'm really hoping that it's real.
I commit an err on the actual play,and I really regret about it..my beloved friend came to watch and I'm afraid I didn't did my best for her.
In the end,I just want to state the magic of the bamboos,of the feathers,of the ramp,of the lights,of the blocks were nothing compared to the magic of prayers,tears and hard work.
I love TUTRI.I am a Recudos.
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