Wednesday Walk and Becoming a Godfather Again.

I thought I am not going to write again today, not until I saw that its Wednesday. The day of happiness begins. Today as I walked, I also becomes a godfather, again, and here is what happened to this #wednesdaywalk.

I don’t know if I will be happy or sad about this year's four children added to my list of godchildren, kidding aside. But in the Philippines godparents meant that they have to provide a gift to their children at Christmas where most of the children will find what we called the spirit of holidays, some kind of toxicity and pressure by the way. Count my godchildren they are already 20 plus heads and I am just 23 of age so more to go. It's fine, they said that choosing to be a godfather is a blessing, I supposed I was really I am.

Early this morning the sky wasn’t really that good, black Colombo clouds are formed. And it feels like just an hour it will showers rain, and it did but just a dip. We prayed that it would stop as soon as possible for how about the program waiting for us, the baptism of my new godchildren?

Typhoon again is coming and everyone is getting ready, the sad thing is that just a week after the typhoon ‘Ma-on” here’s come another name that will give gear and distress, especially people who are engaged in farming.
The celebration was so simple; we are only five pairs both godfather and godmother. I am also a bit pressured because that ' comare and compadres are all highly trained professionals, a bit anxious for what level I have in them, but they are all friendly. We even joked with each other at the ceremony. They are also a circle of friends of mine, for we met in our day's lives, but cannot argue that I am shy when it comes to talking to them.

Here is the princess, her name was Zariah Kora. She was now 2 yrs. old and happy she was. I don’t know why she is smiling at me, I have no attempt to carry her for I am a bit afraid of holding a baby, maybe I am a bit thinker about what will happen to babies if they were in my hands. Better also for their safety. It’s not a joke though for babies are much more sensitive and anything could result in their pain or crying.

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It's also my first time visiting the chapel. I was amazed knowing that it felt more private than the other baptism I joined. Also, the view is and quieter simple, and feels like my vibe for I don’t see any idols or any religious replicas. We signed an attendance having our name that listens and paid the amount we were required. It was normal as the godfather will pay a delegation in the church, maybe offering or part of the system as they will process the child's certificate of baptism.

The ceremony is smooth as they opened it with a song, one of my favorite Christian songs I always play at the moment, and I cannot find my sleep at night. “Goodness of God” played with Bethel Music, Jean, and johnson. Cannot remove my inner spirit to sing a song, for these past few days I have also experienced a breakdown in my inner self, maybe I will share soon what triggered it and the reasons why.

The pastor's way of communicating I could say that he has the practice of being one, engaging in the field of his experience. The way he talked and explained the gospels feel genuine and the power was inside. I also come to the shy self, when he comes near my table during lunch, a bit shy for he is asking things about me, not also hesitating to answer his question.

The candle is a key symbol. Where when lights go fade could be that we light each other. A symbolic action that depicts the love of being a parent, the belief in religion, and the lights that will guide everyone in the dark times.

They prepared enough food for everyone especially the visitors to the event. It’s also normal that foodstuffs will follow after the mass. Deep inside I wanted to try everything but I did control myself. There are plenty of foods but I guessed leave some. I am it considerable for the food I am taking these days.

They have this token gift of attending the event. It was a scented candle that they even joked for me to keep and used on Valentine’s Day, that’s how laughter and fun happened at the table of ‘comadre and compadre”.

Who cannot resist the beauty of cake? I also tried some controlled ones. The sweetness was too much as I compute the possible sugar inside the cake.

I am bored, so I look for something that will distract me. Then one child has this toy. I asked him if I could trade the candy that I have in her toy, he agreed and I did try if still I could remember the move of playing the rubrics, a bit irritated for there is a move that I don’t remember anymore. Well, it was 6 years ago me at my playing rubrics, I also experienced the competition of rubrics in school, yet I lost. Who among us still knew how to play these colors?

Lastly, as I end the night of my Wednesday, took a beer with my new friends. Talking about lives and things that happened to them in their personal life. I think I drank too much and made my Wednesday a tiring day, still, I did challenge myself to write what happened. How about you? How was Wednesday so far? I becomes a godfather again this Wednesday and I enjoyed it no matter what.