for all the desert weeks

Even though I have been going back to KBF, I'm still treading gingerly in the premises. I know it's beginning to sound ridiculous but I just don't want a repeat of what had happened one Sunday when I thought the coast was clear.

It was an unexpected bouquet of blessings : meeting up with a long-lost Pinoy brother, saying hello to dear Akari, getting compliments from Dora on my already-worn-out shoes, being invited for the home team meeting, enjoying Russian food made with love, and getting organic cake for dessert.

Oh, I was asked if I'd like to serve in the music ministry.