We Are Travelling Companions

We packed our bags, full of past regrets and fears, current anxieties and of course, our hopes and dreams as well. Then we began our journey. Sometimes, the burden gets heavy. But then, we help one another to shoulder it. Along the way, we gained something else in return. Faith. And surprisingly enough, the addition of this item lightened our load plenty. And so, we journey on... Hand in hand, heart to heart...

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Why are you back?

Yesterday afternoon, I was sharing two sinful scoops of Haagen Daaz ice-cream with my good friend when she suddenly asked, "What is it about the RCIA that keeps you going?" I paused, trying to find the words to fully express what I feel.

All I could say was, "The people there are genuine."
Genuinely sincere? Genuinely real? Genuinely genuine??? It didn't make sense to me. Except I know I FEEL you guys are more real people than a lot of people I've known longer and better.

Not to say that there isn't hypocrisy... or backstabbing... lies and pretences... but above all these, it still surprises me how such a variety of people can come together and work together (sometimes, it's even unclear why we do what we do...) with no need for personal recognition.

How is it we try to make our schedules fit around RCIA?
And are willing to burn weekends, more often than not, to do physical labour?

I always wonder what the magical formula is that inspires us because I think that if organisations can follow this formula, employees will be happily slogging away with no complaint whatsoever. Strangely enough, it is at Church that we give more than what we think we can or are willing to give and truly, expect nothing in return.

I don't know what you guys do at work... and I think it helps me form better relationships with you. If i found out just what a high-ranking position you hold, I probably will not talk to you as comfortably and with such little reservations. If I had met half of you on the streets, I wouldn't have even thought about being friends with you.

And here, stripped of societal garments we don outside, we're forced, maybe, to see one another for who we are, not what we are made of...

So what is it that keeps me returning to RCIA? I cannot put my finger on any one reason... except I know that each time, what I take away from it is more rewarding and fulfilling than anything I have ever gotten outside.

And thanks be to God!
Joyce

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