i revisited the monasterio weeks ago with my parents. the last time we were there (see post) it was a thursday and unfortunately there was no mass for that day. it was a sunny friday when we went this time, there were a couple of coaster buses when we arrived in the monastery for there was a ‘field trip’ for students from a school in nueva ecija. they did not stayed long though and never waited for the mass at 10:30 am.
while waiting for the mass i took pictures around the place, we then went to the reception area and my ma saw rosaries from bethlehem at the counter for sale. i bought two pieces of the lovely rosaries for me and her to keep.
the mass started and i stayed outside the chapel, seeing the monks made me remember of a deceased second uncle. he was a missionary priest who met a fatal vehicular accident. he was an inspiration for me to attend the seminary, i pictured myself before as taking his place. but god had a different plan for me. i have brushed off the thought a long time ago, buried under a pile of my so-called past ambitions.