Making sama

I want to make sama. Destination: Baguio. Meeting time: 1am. Rendezvous point: Jenabanena's. Estimated travel time: 6 hours. Participants: NOT JENA.

I know, I know. Whiners are weiners. I'm not gonna whine and complain in this entry. Nope, I am not. Piepie lent me her nifty-difty cowboy hat to feel better. And after 4 hours straight of wearing it, I am feeling better.

Nevertheless, I've been thinking about the various possible reasons I wasn't allowed to go. Well, the daddy-given reason was... hmmm... let me try to recall his exact words... Umm, I cannot see clearly why you need to be involved with these things. Everytime I call you, you are at church. Then you say you want to help make things right for the kids... But your focus seems to be elsewhere. Don't be like your brother - all talk. Maybe you should change your name to Erica, because you're starting to show his tendencies.. Then the rest sounded like, "blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah... And blah, yadda, yadda, blah blah."

That reasoning is plain ridiculous to me, though. Of course, I love my nephews - more than anything else in my condo right now! Of course I want the best for them. And my all focus may not be on THEM persay. But nevertheless, I wouldn't create a situation where they would be harmed. And NO I shouldn't change my name to Erica (I HATE that line, by the way. Ever since I was little - ughhhhh! So corny.) and my actions, in no way whatsoever, manifest any of Eric's childish, irresponsible selfishness. Whatever, Dad. Buti nalang I'm an obedient daughter. Because temptation was creepin' - I could have forced my issue and just went. But I know that everything happens because they were meant to happen...

Earlier today, I got to listen to a very powerful talk today. The speaker - Peter, I think his name was - talked about what might be hindrances keeping us from doing our thang. And it struck me. Since summer began, I'd invite people to join cell... but when they'd ask when, I'd say, I'd have to fix a schedule for it. That was true naman - I really did need to fix a time and day of the week where we could meet and hold cell.

Time passed... And before I knew it, it was them approaching me asking when our bible study would be! And all I could say was, "I'm still fixing a time, I'll just let you know."

LIAR LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE! I hadn't been fixing a schedule.

How could I have been such a procrastinator?! And on something I had actually been praying for?!

I may not be going to Baguio this week... But I am going to do cell on Monday.

*Jena takes the dumb cowboy hat off*