doing good

"On the contrary, you must realize now, more clearly than ever, that God is calling you to serve him in and from the ordinary, secular and civil activities of human life. He waits for us everyday, in the laboratory, in the operating theater, in the army barracks, in the university chair, in the factory, in the workshop, in the fields, in the home and in all the immense panorama of work.

Understand this well: there is something holy, something divine hidden in the most ordinary situations, and it is up to each one of you to discover it."

~ Passionately Loving the World, St. Josemaria Escriva

Came across an article today which had this excerpt from one of the more famous St. Escriva's sermons. Something worth revisiting whenever we don't find the fulfillment we expect at work. Simply put, wherever we are, we're meant to do good.

the case of t.m.

you come up from behind and entwine your hands onto my hips like the playful tendrils of a vine.

"o, what's gotten into you?"

as i turn my head i find your face already resting on my shoulder. our eyes meet and yours drain me of any reservation i have about the whole idea of showing your affection in public.

truth is, i've always imagined you hugging me like that.

"tart, why here and why just now", i whisper.

you grin with your braces and say "wala lang, and i don't care if people find us cheesy, i just want to hug you."

with that, you give my tummy a gentle squeeze with your hands and i surrender to the warmth of your body. i close my eyese briefly to capture the memory of the feel of your heartbeat harmonizing with mine. i further lock the embrace by taking your hands with my hands

"tart..."
"o?"
"i love you..."
"i love you."

then and there i know, the universe was mine.

until came the familiar bicycle chime.
5:15 am.
i laid there for a few moments listening to the sound of the breaking dawn. six months ago, that would have been possible, but now, i content myself with the sweet aftertaste of a dream.

i just don't think i'll get over you.