Ten years ago, this month, I left the Philippines to work at the Secretariat on Communications of the FSP General House in Rome. Little did I know then that my missionary adventure would stretch to four years in Rome and another 5 years in England. Now I am back to carry out the Pauline mission on my native soil.
Thanks to all of you who made the past 10 years an unforgettable decade of new experiences, learnings, challenges, growth, love and friendship, faith and hope, joys and pains. I am grateful to the Lord for the many wonderful people I have met and lived with, especially the different communities I became part of, and the marvelous Pauline Family whose international flavor and color I had the privilege to witness and experience.
We visited the gallery of the late Joey Velasco in Fairview last week and among the many paintings is the image above entitled The Voice. Jesus playing the guitar while two girls sang. As I gazed on the painting, I wondered: “Did Jesus pick the tune, or is he simply accompanying the girls’ song? Is this a performance? What is he trying to tell me?”
Are you strumming a new tune for me, Lord? You create the melody and play the accompaniment. Help me to sing with your tempo and your pitch. I need to render my voice and exert some effort to sing so that your song will be heard. May I sing with all my heart, so that together, we may fill whatever space you wish me to inhabit with our song of love.
I begin the golden years of my life with a new song, a new pace, melody, tempo, rhythm… but it is the same musician who looks at me, conscious of every inflection in my voice, each dip or breath… Thank you for playing the song of my heart which you yourself wrote there. My voice is your gift to me. The song of my life is my gift back to you.
And thanks to all of you for the birthday wishes, prayers, expressions of love and friendship. I keep all of you in my prayer of thanksgiving and praise.
I started this blog as a way of communicating with family and friends about my experiences in the mission. Now that I am back to our convent in Pasay, I am still wondering if I should continue with it. What do you think? Please let me know.