7th Day in Manila

It's my first time since I went to Singapore to work being here on a friday, at this grandiose church in Quiapo. Mom and I usually go to Quiapo church every first friday of the month and 9th of january, during the feast of Nazareno. Before we left home, I was waiting for a good news. I have asked Him a lot of things in my life that even one single thing, He never failed to give me. There may be few that wasn't given to me at the exact moment that I asked for it, He still gave it to me in some sort of way. God is really good. There may be ways that I've been tested to lose my faith and hope and blame Him for the things that happened in my life, but He made me stronger and made me hold on to what I believed in. He gave me my family, my Mom especially, and Rommel so I could have someone to lean on when I was about to give up and being weak. This is one of those usual times that He had proven to me His love for me. Just before we reached the church, He gave me another reason to give glory to His name. He gave me a reason to be happy and thankful being inside Quiapo Church once again and not just be there weeping and asking him for another grace. Even through the homily, it looks like He was also speaking to me. Im sorry for some readers if I have been boring you with this. I just can't help it. After mass, we went to Robinson's Manila for late lunch. We walked around and waited for the event stylist that we hired for the wedding. We signed the contract, pay the dp, went straight to wack wack after the call we got from our AE. We saw the beauty of pavilion B in action. From there, we went to Megamall, had dinner at jabee with bunso and called it a night.