I first heard this song when I watched the movie Prince Caspian several months back. Aside from feeling sad that Susan and Peter were banned from coming back to Narnia, the lyrics caught my attention:

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

I’ll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

 

Heard it again just a few minutes ago, sang by friends I met 500 kms and 5 years distant…when we were challenged to keep the faith and heed the call. Timely, because I ‘ve been thinking of two things these past weeks: calling and friendship.

And then that word grew louder and louder
‘Til it was a battle cry

Just because everything’s changing
Doesn’t mean it’s never
Been this way before

 

Things have changed a lot in the past half decade. Yet I still have the familiar feeling of being at a crossroads…. especially about my calling. Just when I have come to accept it, another question or doubt pops up. Making a choice just means that you have to make more decisions, it seems.

 

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You’ll come back
When it’s over
No need to say good bye 

 

What keeps me sane is the knowledge that I am not alone in my confusion. And the assurance that I am involved in something that would last for eternity. 

Now we’re back to the beginning
It’s just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can’t feel it too
Doesn’t mean that you have to forget

 

I am learning that passion cannot be taught or forced. All you can do is try to awaken it in others by sharing your own.

You’ll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye 

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
‘Til they’re before your eyes 

 

I have learned that memories are among my most valued possessions. That people come and go for a reason… thus I  have learned the art of letting go gracefully, then picking up where we left off years later.  

You’ll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye 

 

The end of November 2008 was a long weekend of :

•  reconnecting with people who helped me find the Way
• remembering a camp and a culture that changed my life,
• and reigniting my passion for the King. 

last weekend….this happened

 

four years ago along baywalk… the first inter-island kc2k3 reunion

 

sa ivcf alumni homecoming, up diliman issi

 

 

yes, they all crashed at my place