

The eight of us -- Shio, Monching, Rai, Errol, Koko, Bong, Chester and I -- were together since Pre-noviate days. Our paths merged during the second semester at the Arvisu House. Shio branched from finance; Monching a physical therapist; Rai a Dominican-trained philosopher; Errol was a Jesuit Volunteer; Koko graduated with a degree in Psychology; and, our two engineers -- Bong and Chester.
When our roads did merge, life was never the same. Carrying with us different backgrounds, various stories and a wide horizon of quirks -- our point of convergence was a singular desire. That is the desire to know, to love and to serve our Lord.
That is for me, one happy thought. The thought that in this road that I am taking I have friends to share a laugh with; I have friends to break bread with; I have friends to lean on -- the struggle becomes light. For Christ becomes more real. It is here where I will write less, and let somebody else speak more. For GMH penned,
"I say more: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is -
Christ - for Christ play in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of"
my
friends'
faces.
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