Woohoo! With the end of the dark tunnel called 'Finals' comes the glorious light of the summer break, and all the students rejoice! After a while, the truth sinks in that we're blessedly bumming and after that, we get over it...well at least some of us do.

while the more grown-up among us begin to look for stuff to do and make good use of the time, some of us just can't seem to get a move on. yep, me included. Ai, my energy level seems to be as high as the very moment i turned in my last exam for the sem. i might still sound like a jibbering idiot! but if you can listen intently, beyond my blubbering is the sound of the loud buzz in my head.

I remember one sunday some time ago, when Tommy Walker was at GCF, one of the worship songs we sang that morning service left a burr in me. That burr continues to bother me time and again, especially in the area of my life that involves my ministry as the head of the Fellowship Team. See, this was the killer stanza that has stubbornly clung to Jon the FT Head:

"I see the lost, nameless ones remembered

I see the widows shouting out Your praise

I see the friendless loved and celebrated

Orphans fulfilling, Lord, Your calling in their lives"

the music enters the scene with a thrill rippling along the crowd...

someone stands and begins to do something not to be done on normal circumstances.

"turn around.."

the dancing begins, some are driven looney with anticipation of being pointed at, others approach paranoia with trying to weasel their way outta the dining area-turned nut house. it's hard to stay calm when the flurry of fun, laughs, shyness and awkwardness begin to steal the scene in your head. when it's your turn to face the music, anything goes; whatever you did, you'd look at it afterwards with second-guessing eyes.

"nothing i can say. A total eclipse of the heart."

the tradition of 'Total Eclipse' may be just fun but senseless shenanigans, but the last line has some grain of truth in it, truth with applications reaching as far as the serious Christian walk of the people in camps who dance to it.

during a total eclipse, there's a shortage of light as the moon drifts into place where it obstructs the sunshine supposed to fall on the place it looms over.

Around a month ago, I had decided to pull through with a promise that had been three years late in coming true. You gotta understand, saying goodbye is never easy, even if what you're saying goodbye to doesn't wave back & return the farewell. This is totally old news for those who know, but bear with me, I've a point to make. With so many people asking me about what my Shizz (something) is about this radical redefinition of who I am, i doubt that an explanation about the lines on my head (5 loaves/pandesal/pandeliit & 2 fish/galunggong) is needed, but why i keep it here when it had all but fuzzed up after a month of growth is what I want to share about.