It was a morning I wouldn't soon forget.


The ray of light in my bedroom woke me up and reminded me that this morning will be different. I was full of expectations, at the same time calming myself not to over expect lest I be disappointed.


As I waited anxiously for my ride, I prayed to God that this morning would help me change something in myself. I mindlessly stroked my cat Padme's fur as she lazily snuggled on my blanket. It was 15 minutes to 8 and my ride wasn't texting me if they were on the way… "Will I go alone?", I asked myself. But then, I didn't know anybody. "How will I go?", I asked myself again. I was thinking of getting a taxi but just yesterday while waiting for one, my bag almost got snatched and I bore the scars in my arm to remind me of the incident.


A few minutes after 8, my ride texted me that they got up late and that we'll just attend the second session. I sighed in relief. I was still going! When they arrived to pick me up, I was so excited! I've been hearing so much about this... I know that I needed this.


When I arrived at the theater, I was taking in the view. People were building up at the lobby. Buyers swarmed over the tables that showcased various products. I was tempted to buy; I was on a tight budget so I decided against it. Somebody had already given me my year-round helpings of the two devotionals Companion and Didache. I'll just have to save up for the other things.


We worked our way to the side of the theater, waiting for the gates to open so we can be seated. When we finally got in, the band was already starting to practice. The stage was set-up for a celebration of the Mass. I smiled as I see the people going around and preparing for today's feast. It was sight to behold.


After the celebration of the mass, there was a Praise and Worship session. I was used to sessions like this, but never in a big crowd. My eyes gazed over the hundreds of people in the theater and I felt a surge of excitement and happiness because here, the Lord's people are rejoicing in His name. I saw people raising their hands, clapping their hands, and singing their hearts out (I was one of them!). I realized that the Spirit was truly here at this theater. People from all walks of life have gathered here for Jesus. And it brought so much joy. I forgot the last time I ever felt like this celebrating Mass. The highlight was on Jesus, and when Brother Bo came and spoke about ordinary things becoming special when done in faith, I knew I came to the right place and that I am so overwhelmed at how Jesus loves each and everyone of us present in the theater. It has been a long time since I saw Jesus in the people and it reminded me that I shouldn't forget this. Every time I celebrate Mass, I should remember that Jesus has called each person present to come and worship Him.


The Kerygma Feast has truly been an experience that I never would forget. I vowed to go every chance I get. It has not only made me realize that Jesus was in others... it also reminded me that Jesus was in me.


I'm grateful for the organizers, the staff, and the speakers involved in the Kerygma Feast. They have no idea how much they helped change something in me!