Zero Gravity: Church of God, Makati

The music was loud and stirring. I savored the energy for what it was worth. Was I in a church or in a bar? Or Both? The fusion in the atmosphere was remarkable. Although, you can’t seem to take away “church” in the congregation. They needed more motivation to get on the dance floor than they probably do to get up and worship. It just didn’t seem like the natural culture for them, or for the other seminary students I was with. Still, we were with people who didn’t know Jesus like we did, so who cares about culture. It was a great time to forget “church culture.” I regret not maximizing the oppurtunity. I didn’t get to mingle as much as I’d like. Was I scared to be different? Scared not to stick to my culture, despite the purpose of the event? The most I did was get drinks for a friends’ friends. Which doesn’t say much for getting to know them.

I did enjoy the band portion. Despite my short-sighted 300 eye vision grade, I found a new band I like. Honestly never heard about them till last night. I am such a media outcast. But for the love of rock music, darn their good. Salamin is probably the next band I’ve fallen in love with since Flyleaf. So, I will be cheering them on, literally, and with prayers. It also inspired me to work on my craft. To somehow, be good at what I do also, for the glory of God.

So far, that would be singing “Gabi’ng Payapa” for our christmas musical play. And yes, I need all the “cheer” I can get for it because I’ve never done this before.