If you are talking to Him, do you think He is listening?
“Let’s stop by Metropolitan Cathedral first,” my mom says even though dusk has crept in and we’ve still got several hours of traffic ahead of us.
I try my best to persuade, coerce and finally threaten her into getting a move on so that we would reach Manila at a decent hour. I even promised to accompany her to Sunday Mass back home and made some more noise but she shot down all my complaints with one pointed look that shut me up. Fast. Continue reading Hello, God… Are You Listening?