One of These Days

Going to church is something that I rarely do anymore unlike when I was still a kid and even up to my teen-hood.

My High School life most especially was just pretty much all about going to school, spending weekend at home doing chores if not studying and going to the church every Sunday. I find that lifestyle pretty easy. I couldn’t complain because unlike my classmates and friends, I wasn’t really fond of hanging out with friends on weekends back then.

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My parents used to take us to hear the Sunday Mass and how it used to makes me feel so good each time. There’s something in a church and its environment that makes me feel highly secured in every way. And the church hymns… I don’t know how it happens but in one way or another some hymns just suddenly brings tears to my eyes.

And when I have favorite when it comes to other things and places, I also have a favorite church to go to back then. It’s a favorite not only because of its elegant interior and attractive sanctuary furniture but mainly because of its location. Come to think of a quiet place where all you hear are the birds chirping and the gentle blowing of the wind – a perfect place for meditation, that is. I haven’t just visited any church lately but it doesn’t mean I’m not a believer and when I have a chance I would make time to go and visit that favorite church of mine again… one of these days.