Today was something. Morning got me moving real quick because I could not miss my one and only appointment at the Department of Foreign Affairs to have my passport renewed. I needed to travel on the 18th and my passport has recently expired (January 13); destination: Hong Kong; Reason for travel: Must interview 3 people for my thesis due on the 28th. Dates and numbers and a whole lot more for this month. I just cannot wait until they are all off my hair.
When I found out that my passport has a possibility to delay me from leaving on my most ideal date, I started to lose hope and move sluggishly. I honestly have no idea how my paper could move further when the initial step to success started to be a dragging move to failure. A DFA personnel told me that I should write an e-mail to the DFA supervisors to get my renewal done soon and receive the passport before the 18th but then again, how will my request sound respectful yet demanding? Might start drafting that letter out soon after this post.
After the processing of the renewal, I decided to celebrate my lunch at Linguini Fini - the only place for great pasta for me. I had my favorite meal - Truffle Shroom Pasta. Believe me, it's hella good. I left for home after that.
When I got home, I simply stayed for less than an hour then left again for DGroup. What is a DGroup, then?
It's Discipleship Group - a prayer group name in Christ's Commissioner's Fellowship; something I indulge myself in every Saturday. It's good to have a group of ladies who would join me in my walk with Christ. People who could support me through prayers and words of encouragement specially in this time of trials and failures (hoping for successes soon).
Got home at 10:00 pm, with a belly yearning for food only to find out that there's none and that the dishes are waiting for me to clean. I could not believe this. It's like everything I have prayed for and learned from the DGroup vanished into thin air because I just had to be human.
All the memories of hatred and all started to boil within and because we had visitors, the emotions have to ball in and take it out with the supposedly-clean-dishes.
And then I concluded, it is really difficult to stay holy and pleasing when you look at the people around you who are meant to test your practice. A man, though given wills to choose, is still limited and is weak to be on its own and stand by the practice wholeheartedly tries to do consistently.
