During the day, I had experienced a lot of.....should I say "misfortunes". I was bumped, stepped over, and got wet under the rain. My phone almost sink in my pocket full of rainwater. But that was before I realized what's really the point of having myself under the rain. As I walked and tried to skip through the muddy areas of the streets, I was amazed by what I saw. Thousands of people under the rain, calling for the name of SEÑOR STO. NIÑO, the hope of Cebu. Everything was being done out of faith, everything was done with a prayer on their lips.
After seeing every little detail of the act, I was filled with shame. SHAME on myself, shame on what I did, and shame on my thoughts. Things aren't always what they seem.
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