I usually attend a Saturday night mass since there are less people and I find it more solemn so I can say a short prayer and can concentrate on listening to the priest.
I decided to wear a shirt and a short, forgetting that there was a dress code; I have to stay outside at the church’s canopy. At least it was a little chilly tonight. I stayed near the huge old oak doors of the church and opposite to me is an old lady, around 80s, sitting on the floor and is wearing a tattered duster under an old school uniform skirt. Both her feet are swollen and she mutters a prayer after each time people pass by her when she asked for some change.
The empty cup she was holding was flown by the cold winds entering the canopy. The cup fell at least 2 feet away from her and she was about to crawl on the church’s floor. I reached for the cup and hand it over to her. That’s when I knew she has poor eyesight as one of her hands reaches for the cup and the other reaching for my hand.
I returned to my old post, back to the opposite side of the church’s door and gaze upon the altar, look up to the Cross and thought the lights carried by the Angels near it went blurry. I closed my eyes and that’s when I felt I tear up a bit.
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In the light of the coming The 2010 Philippine Blog Awards, I’m casting my vote to Ms. Xienah’s blog, CHKSLG under the category of Blogger’s Choice Award. I’ve been a visitor of her blog for almost 2 years and her posts never fail to amuse me. Her writing skills and theme are the things that usually get my attention. So I want to congratulate her in advance and I hope she’ll take this award home. Apir!
