Life's A Constant Journey

I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.

(If only people could be forced to forget their prejudices)

Khalil Gibran

Losing everything is at the same time the scariest, as well as the most liberating experience you can have. When you have something, - anything, you’ve got to protect it from disappearing. And so worry becomes a resident in your heart. When you’ve got nothing, your heart overflows with gratitude for every offering you receive.

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So I used to altar-serve at my old church in Oman for evening mass. One day during communion time, IT happened. I was stepping down the stairs of the altar with a plate that’s used just in case the bread slips from the priest’s hand or something. I don’t know how but somehow that plate just slipped right out of my hand and fell BAM on the floor. The sound was so loud that it echoed a couple of times. At the time I was so shocked that I just stood there and stared. Then someone picked up the plate and gave it to me. I went ahead and held it for the priest.

Now that I think about it? I’m just glad that the plate had been plastic and not glass -__-

An tiny adult.

I always remember my church in Muscat, Oman with fondness.

There were so many things that I loved about that church. I loved the masses that were held. I loved singing. I loved alter-serving. But most of all I loved the children’s room.

Whoever came up with the idea of a soundproof room just for parents with young children was a GENIUS. But the best part was that it was RIGHT next to the altar aka right next to HIM. hehe. Usually, I stood with the general population of churchgoers or as an altar server. But I loved going to that room because of all the cute babies that were there. I always ended up smiling and making funky faces at babies.

I always felt like I shouldn’t be there. It’s hilarious that the reason was because I thought I was a bit too old for the room. I even tried by best to not get distracted by the babies…….(I though G-d might get angry)…….but they were too cute for a 5-year old to handle. Now that I look back now I feel like I was really serious about church as a kid. ^.^ I can at least say that I felt closer to Him when I was younger. Perhaps, that might happen again :D

Anyways, all in all, churches should take my old church as an example and build that kind of room because children should be the closest to Him.