The First Community I Belong (Now I Am Not Anymore An Outcast!)

I am now officially a part of CFC Singles for Christ.

After 1 monday (the orientation day) and 12 tuesdays (for 12 talks) of attending the Christian Life Program, the Couples for Christ Community welcomed me, along side 9 other coleagues , as part of their growing community here at our office yesterday night.

The session yesterday started with the usual singing of praise songs and prayers, and after which a short message from one of the people behind this event to complete the 12 talks for the CLP. But right after the talk, the usual group discussion didn't happen. Instead, a commitment/covenant card was distributed. This is like our contract of being faithful to Him and to the community. After being prayed over by the group, the community officially welcomed us as part of the CFC Singles for Christ (for Sir Dan, since he's married, he was welcomed to the Servants of Christ).

The group gave us our IDs and a kit that includes a sticker of CFC-SFC, which they say we must put on our cars (so do I need to buy a car now? just kidding!) a bible guide, a rosary guide (with a picture of Mama Mary carrying Baby Jesus both in Chinese traditional costume, really struck me) and other documents for our own personal use in our prayer times.

It is true that we can not transform into what is desirable overnight. So I may confess, I am not yet fully transformed, but somehow I am pretty much sure I am going there. By the Grace of God and through this community, I'm sure I will.

May God be praised!

PS:
When we read our commitment card, I told God, "You know I am not good at commitment, that's one thing for sure and the reason why I am what I am right now, but I am making this covenant with you tonight, help me. May this be the start of me making a commitment, commitment to You and the Faith, and commitment to others in any way."

PS2:
After we have eaten our dinner at Festival Mall, the rain poured. We are going home to the dorm when it rained. We don't have umbrellas with us so we braved the rain. Rain, in the Philippines suggests grace and blessings, somehow reminding us "be ready for a storm of grace and blessings." Wet as I when home last night, and now, I think I am on the process of catching a cold. I hope not.