Saturday, July 18, 2015
Church of my childhood
Since we're going to have a long shoot tomorrow, I decided to hear anticipated mass today.
From the final costume check, the driver passed through Tomas Morato, and that's when I got the idea of hearing mass at Sacred Heart Church. This church holds so many memories since it's where we would hear mass as kids.
The interior of the church has changed a bit since I was a kid. They now have a fancy retablo - something that wasn't there in my younger years. And like everything in the Morato area, the church also seems smaller now.
Despite the changes, though, everything feels the same the moment I sat on the pew. I was transported back to the days when the whole family would walk from Scout Gandia all the way to Sacred Heart to hear mass in the morning.
Wonderful childhood memories, indeed.
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