CLubhouse Sandwich

I've received a letter today from an old friend way back in college. I haven't talked to her since Y2k, so it came as a surprise to know that she had been reading my blog and printing some of them. What she told me gave me goosebumps. It was a simple thank you note, but one that reminded me why I started this blog anyway.

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I think that whatever we do in life, we do it for a purpose, no matter how clueless we are of that purpose. I must sound like that Rick Warren guy, the one who wrote the purpose driven life. But how could anyone think that they are worthless when Big J (aka the King of Kings, Master of the Universe...oops my bad.. that was He-man but you get the point) died for them? Well I used to subscribe to that belief. When you feel all alone, you are willing to grasp at anything, any belief system that would keep you and your misery company. Back then, I was too proud to admit that the only solution to my complex problem was a simple holler of "help me Big J".

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I was talking a while back with Big J and I was kinda questioning him about something or someone. Why so far apart? Why so light years away? You know Big J I'm not opposing, I just want some clarity.

(Cue in switchfoot: when i look at the stars... Stars... i feel like myself)

Ever looked up at the night sky and identified a constellation? Say Orion. Each star is in it's proper place. Sure some may be farther apart from each other, but the distance is necessary for the bigger picture - Orion. I'm rambling. I'll shift to another topic. Point is, Big J was telling me there's a bigger picture. It's not about me.

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I'm excited. Partly because I have dreamed about this internal medicine residency in the US and I'm about two months away from it, but mostly because I know that God is the one who placed that dream in me, and He is also the one who made it possible. I know it doesn't end there. It's just that He's been telling me that this is just the tip of the iceberg. That there are miracles I will see that would really wow me. It's like watching "24", I can't wait to see what's in store for the next hour. I can't wait to know Big J more and more. From what I've seen, Big J is pretty much different from the non moving, suffering, helpless "Lord" we've been made to believe. He's pretty much the action hero.

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And yes, I 'll continue to write about Big J, maybe if I write more about my experience , if I write more about what He says, maybe a person or two might realize that beyond the confines of church walls, the last action hero is still standing.

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On a totally unrelated note, our medical section had a reunion at Packo's grill, somewhere near ABS CBN. Nice place, good food. Plugging. Hahaha. It's owned by a friend of mine. Anyhoo, it was so great to see all those familiar faces. My co-slaves. One classmate of mine is currently doing residency as an eye doctor and he was telling me that he has a lot of patients whenever he is on duty. I told my friend who was a mix of keeanu reeves, tom welling and prince william, that even if I had no eye problem, I would poke/cut/mutilate my eye just to have him look at it. He laughed. Up to now I'm amazed at how he doesn't comprehend that he is that good looking plus plus.

Our class president, J, was there. We both planned the reunion (he was the responsible one, I was the internet person) and we were both late. We were coming from the south so Timog is like the end of the universe for us. Justifications aside, J always impressed me. He is one of those guys who always have a ready solution and ready smile (with those big dimples... right twinks?) for everything. I never saw him lose his temper even when our class was being bratty about petty stuff. One of the people I want to emulate would be this guy.

A lot of my friends were there. I really have a lot of gorgeous classmates. Can't believe all those beauty that converged at timog's. Hot doctors.
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Nuf said.