Easter Weekend

What a weekend !

This past weekend has been busy with work and family. One thing for sure, I thought I was going to work the whole weekend (Friday, Saturday and Sunday) and not be able to spend time with my family members whom are in town from California, Florida and Canada for the family reunion.

My dad has told me about this family reunion even before my trip to Europe (last month) however, it slip off my mind and forgot about it, then my new work schedule came out and my dad asked me if I was able to take the Easter Weekned off–I replied, “no” with such a shame in my voice. How could I ever forgot about my family reunion? It is such a big deal to see my families whom I haven’t seen in over a decade due to life circumstances–work, school, and growing up.

Upon hearing my reply, I heard my dad’s disappointment in his voice. I felt ashamed. I couldn’t find the courage to give him more heart break and tell him that I couldn’t find anybody to cover my shift either. A lot of my co-workers have requested to be off this past weekend but, none of them was able to get off. It was an Easter weekend–where everybody wants to spend time with their loved ones too. I should have been more responsible and jotted down the dates, important ones, especially when it involves my families.

My family put in effort to make sure everybody gather together during special occasions. Family comes first. They will be there when you need them the most. Never forget, but then again, I never learned my lesson!

When my life is going good, I take advantage of my family and never see them as often as I should. I focus on my life, career, and love life. I never put in any effort to check on everybody and see how they’re doing.

When I was given the chance to be on-call this Sunday and have it off if I’m not called in to work, and work Monday instead–I took this chance. Even that little chance of, just maybe, able to spend time with my family and surprise my dad specially for Easter Sunday church service. I took it.

I had my alarm set up as usual for 0541, I woke up as usual and I didn’t see any missed call or voice messages from my work–I was delighted and happy. I was not going to work that morning so I went back to sleep some more. I couldn’t sleep as much the night before due to tossing and turning; my anxiety built up inside me. 

The idea of surprising my dad and family that day left a smile on my face. God is good.

I woke up again at 0741, jumped out of my bed and went straight to the bathroom to get ready. I was in a sugar rush (without the involvement of sugar.) I was excited. I got ready in 10 minutes and I motioned to wake up my boyfriend. He was surprised to see that I was still at home and not at work, I told him that I was on-call till 0600 and if no one called in at work for me to help out, then I’m off the hook!

I asked my boyfriend–sweetly, if he want to go with me to see my family and potentially meet them too (this was like one in a million chance!) I felt bad waking him on his weekend off, but he knows the important it is for me to spend time with them. He got up and changed to an outfit fit for Easter Sunday church service.

I love this man. He cares for me. He values what I care of and about. He is truly amazing!

The drive to see my parents took about 1.5 hours–to bribe myself and bf for this mini road trip–I bought us coffee from Starbucks and had our favorite podcast on, The Last Podcast on the LeftIf you have not listen to any of their episodes–you are missing out! They are quite informative and funny. 

The Easter Weekend was beautiful. It was sunny, the birds were chirping, there was a slight hint of a cool breeze, and the spring flowers were still blooming! I felt super blessed that I was able to off on that day.

I wore this beautiful yellow sundress from Francesca with a matching new yellow sandals too. I was super cute. Girls should feel pretty. Always. Positive vibes. 

It was an Easter outfit. All bright and yellow. Positive energy.

Days like Sunday make me appreciate that God listens to my heartfelt prayers deep inside my heart. He heard my cries! And he made sure that I was able to spend time with my family. God is good.

My redeemer is Almighty.

The church service spoke to me. It ministered to me the words from my God Almighty. It was a short service in a way of the lecture part–the big part of the service were mostly composed of singing! Each lyrics spoke to me. There was one song (which was sang at the beginning) really tugged some strings inside of me, unfortunately, I couldn’t remember some lyrics. All I remembered was that the song almost made me teary, but I hold it back in because I’m not used to crying in public.

When I heard it, I thought of putting it up here to share the revelations that I’ve experienced when I heard it. I’m a little sad that I could not remember it. Every part of the song spoke to me, ministered to me in a way.

I don’t know what it is but I sensed a strange, baby spiritual awakening inside of me from the service. I don’t read the bible. I don’t preach the words of God. I don’t practice being a good Christian like most Christians do (I’m still a sinner with my human lusts) However, when I pray silently to God to show me the way, to hear my voice and prayers or when I go to church to listen to the words of God–my spirituality awakens. Such as weird way.

We have our own way of showing our passion to Christ and our beliefs, mine just happen to be in baby steps.

The second song that was sang was Christ is Risen He is Risen Indeed 

“How can it be, the One who died,
Has borne our sin through sacrifice
To conquer every sting of death?
Sing, sing hallelujah.

For joy awakes as dawning light
When Christ’s disciples lift their eyes.
Alive He stands, their Friend and King;
Christ, Christ He is risen.

Christ is risen, He is risen indeed!
Oh, sing hallelujah.
Join the chorus, sing with the redeemed;
Christ is risen, He is risen indeed.

Where doubt and darkness once had been,
They saw Him and their hearts believed.
But blessed are those who have not seen,
Yet, sing hallelujah.

Once bound by fear now bold in faith,
They preached the truth and power of grace.
And pouring out their lives they gained
Life, life everlasting.


The power that raised Him from the grave
Now works in us to powerfully save.
He frees our hearts to live His grace;
Go tell of His goodness.

He’s alive, He’s alive!
Heaven’s gates are opened wide.
He’s alive, He’s alive!
Now in heaven glorified. ”

I realized on Sunday that I am still blessed no matter what my beliefs are. If I’m not practicing my Christian values as I should, God will always be there for me. He is there for everybody. Christian or not, he is God Almighty whom does not choose his children.

He is a father-like figure for everybody. Who will listen and be there for us no matter what.

Believe Him and all will be well.

My Easter weekend was busy at first due to work, but my heart continued to pray  to God to let me off at least one day to spend time with my family and He heard my cries! Hallelujah~

Even though, I got to spend with them only day this weekend–it was still better than nothing at all.

I find blessings in small things and that is just how the potter’s hand molded me.

Each of us are unique in our little ways.

Be grateful. Stay blessed.


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