I used to write annual retrospective blogs before. Until I stopped
blogging. Now it’s high time to get my feet wet and start writing
again.
I always think of a
word as a theme to set the brand-new year on a very good note.
2016 was Courage.
2017 was Passion.
For 2018, I chose
Excellence.
I remember when I
was writing those 3 words using a cheap watercolor set at the
beginning of 2017.
But for some reason,
all three words were perfect for each year.
At the beginning of
2018, I instantly agreed with my 2017 self to go along and use
“Excellence.” I had no idea back then how I was going to do it,
but I decided I should just trust myself.
And of course, to
trust God as well.
But quite frankly, I
wasn’t feeling very optimistic at all in the beginning. I was only
a little over 2 months into my new job as a research officer in a
background checking company, but I was not really that happy with my
work. I felt that my performance was always mediocre, or even a bit
lower than that. It was obvious that the job was not for me, but I
was too stubborn to see it back then because I had resigned from a
very cushy part-time job where I had stayed for 7 years.
I was feeling very
complacent with everything for the first couple of months of the
year, just waiting for things to happen.
A Mother Mary monologue.
By March, like the
year before, I was being called to serve again as an actor for the
Holy Week retreat. If in 2017, I performed a monologue as Mary
Magdalene, for that year, I had to perform a brand new monologue,
this time as Mother Mary. In Filipino. Apparently, since the talk for
Good Friday was about prayer languages, we had to perform in
different languages. One actor had to perform in English, I got the
Filipino piece, and another had to do it in sign language.
It was a more
challenging performance compared to the year before in so many
levels. First, the whole stage setup was facing the entire audience
of SM MOA Arena, while the year before was a theater-in-the-round
where I was only facing one side. Second, the character was more
emotionally challenging. Every time I read the piece, I couldn’t
help but burst out crying. Thanks to the guidance of Kuya Paolo as our director and
the support of my fellow servant-actors, I managed to control myself.
And again, just like the year before, I requested to have the
teleprompter turned off because seeing the script always makes me
nervous. I was nervous enough already standing on my own in front of
the enormous crowd. But I knew that I wasn’t really alone onstage.
I knew the Holy Spirit was there with me.
As I always do for
every performance, I offered that piece to the late Bro. Ceci
Hojilla, a La Salle brother who asked me many years ago as to when he
would see me onstage.
I thought there was
nothing that could top the Mary Magdalene performance. But Someone
knew I could do better. The Mother Mary performance proved it to me.
Teaching English.
In the meantime, my
performance at work was quite the opposite. I wasn’t enjoying what
I was doing, and I even dreaded sleeping early on Sunday nights,
because it would make Monday come sooner. It came to the point that I
wanted to contract a really serious illness, or run into an accident,
because I wanted to have a valid excuse to not go to work. Yes, it
was that bad.
I had confided in a
few select people about how I felt, and they agreed that the job was
not aligned with my strengths. I already knew it when it was only my
third month with them and I was already searching for a new job
online.
After 8 months into
my job at that time, I attempted to talk to my superior, and it took
a week of convincing, but I was already rendering for my final month,
as I found another line of work that I thought I could enjoy.
At the beginning of
the second half of 2018, I resigned from a job that I realized I
could not handle, and found myself in an ESL (English as a Second
Language) company. And right from the beginning, I already knew that
I was going to enjoy myself in something I love doing. I love the
English language, and I love communicating and connecting with
people. Yes, I finally found something I really love.
A couple of changes
came along at that very same time.
Chorus head.
First, because our
chorus head, Zach, got promoted to music ministry head alongside the
existing head, Rex, he needed to appoint a new chorus head or two.
And I was one of the people he chose. I was content with being a
service coordinator all this time, probably because I was used to the
same tasks when I had the same coordinator position in the Gateway
program of Feast Bay Area’s Music Ministry. He first appointed
Dennis and me as co-heads of the chorus, and by then I was already
questioning myself if I really do have the capacity of being a
leader.
What’s more, a
month after being appointed, Dennis had decided to look for work in
the Middle East, leaving me to find someone to replace him. It was
quite a challenge, but after some careful selection and discernment,
I finally found a co-head in Nat, who really proved himself when he
least expected it.
I had
some very big shoes to fill, becoming Zach’s successor. He had
instilled a culture of family in the chorus, and he was a very kind
and lenient leader. Being raised to be a stickler for rules, I had a
different attitude. When he was still the chorus head and I was the
active service coordinator, we played good cop, bad cop. Obviously,
he was the good cop, and I was the bad cop. I was the one who pointed
out certain things, and he had to cascade it to everyone in a kinder
way. I was always the discipline officer to Zach’s guidance
counselor. I didn’t know what to do with the herd he just handed
down to me. I never saw myself as a leader, and there I was, being
called to lead a big group of people who wanted to sing and worship
the Lord in the way they knew how. Even until now, I have so many shortcomings as a co-head. I had to ask for prayers, but I
knew I already had the answer in the core team where we were raising
our leaders.
A mass singer.
What
happened alongside stepping up as the chorus head was stepping up as
well in service. I experienced immersion as a mass singer once back
in late 2017, and by the middle of 2018, we were finally assigned to
respective teams as their designated mass singers. I got assigned to
Kuya Mond’s team, the same team I had my immersion with. Right from
the start of service with them, they were the most welcoming and
supportive group, and they treated us newbies like family. I felt so
blessed to serve with them every month. I know I still have a long
way to go when it comes to my singing, but I know I will grow even
more in service because of them.
Retreat, reconvene, reset.
Just when I thought
things were pretty smooth sailing, I had challenges with certain
relationships. And one of them happened to be a good confidant, one
of my closest, if not the best, friends in our ministry. I honestly
didn’t know how to deal with my own emotions, and there were times
when I would be either out of control, or I would just burst into
tears. I always find it difficult when a very close friendship gets
strained.
But I guess one of
the best things that helped us was honesty, clarity, and honesty. It
took some time to retreat, then after a little more time, we
reconvened, and after talking, we did a complete reset. Hey, I like
that. Retreat, reconvene, and reset. But anyway, I was glad we were
pretty honest with each other. I can pretty much say that what
happened was one of my biggest lessons of 2018, because there are
some things I cannot control, but only learn how to deal with. And
that helps you to grow as a person.
Spending my birthday in service.
Fast forward to the
last quarter of the year. I had previously mentioned that there are
things that I cannot control, and once I heard the lyrics of “Have
Your Way”, a new song by Feast Worship that came out last year, I
knew that that song was speaking to me in more ways than one. In
fact, the song also summed up what I went through in terms of the
relationship with the aforementioned confidante.
"Take away what’s
not from You
Empty my heart and
make it new
When there are
things I can’t control
Help me trust in the
unknown
Take what’s not
for me to hold
Empty my heart and
make it whole
Lead me to where I
should be
Show me things that
I can’t see
Oh my King whose
voice the stars obey
Let Your will be
done, Lord, have your way..."
Feast Worship songs
were being used constantly ever since the album came out. One
birthday wish I had was for that particular song to be included in
the mass lineup during my service in December, my birthday month.
Wish granted, it really was included. And to think that it was my
actual birthday on the Sunday of my service as mass singer. But
rehearsal day came, and I was afraid that if I was given a solo for
the song, I might not be able to give it justice. I cracked under the
pressure I gave myself. But I was still happy enough to get to sing
part of the song that I wanted to sing on my birthday.
So I celebrated my
37th birthday by serving with the music ministry at the
Feast. It was really a birthday to remember. Again, I still have a
long way to go in terms of my singing ability. But it was truly a
birthday blessing for me to listen and sing a song that spoke to me
so much, alongside a very talented and supportive worship team and
chorus team, regardless of how scared and insecure I was about my
singing. They all inspire me to do my best in all that I do in
service.
After the Feast,
there was a Christmas party for the Feast Mall of Asia servants.
There was a part in the program when Bro Didoy had us choose a
partner and share our answer to one question.
“When was the time
that you felt loved at the Feast?”
I couldn’t help
but feel emotional because that day was pretty appropriate for that
question. Maybe it was just because it was my birthday, but I felt
really loved that day. I felt the warmth and support of the music
ministry, from the chorus up to the worship team. I felt very
self-conscious every time they would start up a round of the “Happy
Birthday” song, though.
What more, a couple
of groups of friends threw their own little birthday surprises for
me. These groups are very close to my heart, and they made the
efforts to make my day a little extra.
During a fellowship
with my best confidants at the end of the year, we talked about what
were our biggest lessons and blessings of 2018. I can honestly say
that everything I wrote here are the biggest lessons and blessings
that I received in my year of excellence.
2018 wasn’t a year
of excellence entirely. Not all my actions to excel were deliberate,
almost always hesitant. But I guess what made it excellent was that
every little thing that happened all throughout the year were all
stepping stones to that excellence.
This 2019, I welcome
a brand new year of opportunities, blessings, and everything else
that is yet to come my way. With a passionate heart, I enter 2019
with tenacity.