It’s my final Finals Week for a summer class

and I solemnly promise that I will never do this again. Not willingly.

It’s just beginning to sink in how much I’ve put myself through the past two months… If it weren’t so much fun…

March 29-April 2: 1st sem finals week

April 3- 10: Cagayan Valley college camp in Tuguegarao

April 14: first day of summer classes for MA

April 16: first day of new job

April 25-26: Vision setting for PCCI

April 30 – May 2: Ifugao high school camp in Lagawe

NOW: finals week

I’m grateful that I’m still healthy, alive, sane and breathing. I think.

Thank You for keeping me safe even when I would fall asleep during bus, taxi and MRT rides.

Thank you for telling me not to walk too quickly.

Thank You for letting me experience traveling from km 48 to km480 of Luzon.

Thank you for waking me up at 3am, 7am, whenever and “listening” to me whine through ym.

Thank You for helping me catch a flying tent, catching me when I slipped down those steps, and helping me catch a vision.

Thank you, you and you for watching Star Trek with me.

Thank You for the one hundred new people I met this month.

Thank you all for being patient with my erratic attendance.

Thank You for reminding me that I was not meant to be comfortable at all.

Thank you for showing me how to savor a moment: arms wide open, face to the sky.

Thank You for letting me serve and bringing me to a community where I can do so passionately.

Thank you for being my support group in this finals week madness.

Thank You for showing me why I chose You have chosen me for this path.

Thank you for giving me a reason to stay.

Thank You for making me lie down, leading me, and restoring me.