The Penultimate Expression of One's Soul

When you sing, you pray twice better. -St. Augustine

It IS proven. Awhile ago, during Reading time, we we're tasked to find samples of reference materials. Then, suddenly, Sir Ramilo, being the spontaneous that he is, asked me to sing. I thought that it was my time to shine, but it still wasn't. But it went out fine-- mediocre if I may define. Mornings are certainly not theater stages for me. Then, when we went out of the library, I blurted out "Yay! I saw Fred-- his yearbook!". Sir unexpectedly gasped. On the way to the classroom, I told him all that I know about the Augustinians in PBBTE. All he could say was "My goodness, gosh!". He first thought I was a "naive little baby" (what words...), but I wasn't! Haha. I joined GAPS. It was really crowded. But, for sacrifice, it's wonderful. We get to sing praise songs, which, I truly desired and longed for my whole life. Finally, I can sing! And not only that, we worship God, too-- which is the exact definite reason of why this is such a exhillirating experience.

I now know that God really answers our prayers. But he answers differently, not granting our hopes all the time. I trust in God and love Him as true as the colors of the rainbow and as true that there are no leprechauns guarding pots of gold (still, I'm hoping to get a photo with them). I know He knows best.