voices left unheard

God spoke to me in a very concise manner.  He must have been speaking long, answering me while I talk to Him discreetly, but it took while for me to comprehend, He was comforting me in the most miraculous way.

I wasn’t planning on smiling yesterday, even for a second, after the tragedy of my Accounting exam the other night.  I planned on mopping the whole day along with my peers and every one else who took Accounting.  We have been training pingpong, mastered it’s arts and manuevers, not knowing that we will be battling in tennis instead.  I’ve been praying and God knows how intent I was that I pass this Accounting exam, to hell, get an A to prove something to the world.  I made lots of sure answers but the bigger points went to waste when I couldn’t balance the problem.  Despising everything in the world was my plan at 10:00 pm on Monday after the exam.  But I still prayed to Him for some divine intervention.

While going to school, I drove as fast as possible, almost hitting other cars twice.  I went to the gym for some relief which didn’t actually help as I was smug the whole time.  After gym, I went to get some light breakfast.  I passed the book sale going on on one of the buildings.  I saw a couple of people putting things together for the sale of the day.  For some very strange reason, I stared at them while I was walking away to where I was suppose to buy food.  While I waited for the food, I decided to enter a the book store in my school.  It was here that I found the 12th book in my list and it suddenly occurred to me that this would be a perfect gift for my father.  The title “The Twelfth Angel” by Og Mandino.  Interesting. 

Anyway, after getting the food, I was suppose to eat at the tables provided there but there were no vacancy so I decided to sit on the open benches in front of the book sale, they were still fixing books as I watched them. I wasn’t planning on going and to give in to temptation again by buying another book for I bought two from there less than a week ago.  But I was carried over there.  I did a little scanning and saw very good books that are quite rare here in the Philippines.  I slowly scanned each book.  And for some reason, I did an action I wouldn’t normally do, I opened the boxes of books that they haven’t stacked, as if I’m actually looking for something.  Funny indeed that I would find the most interesting book in the most unexpected place.  I found the 2nd book on my list “The Lovely Bones” by Alicia Sebold.  It is no longer sold in the Philippines and I thought I was going to die not having read the book but it was there.  It is as if in my instinct, I would find that book inside closed boxes.  I was very excited of course and bought the book without second thought.  I actually found the 1st book on my list, unfortunately, it was reserved and there was only one left, much like “The Lovely Bones”.  I settled for second but couldn’t care less.  It made me smile.

This might actually seem like an ordinary story.  Simple and might not actually have any effect on whoever would read this, but I actually felt something different on such a simple situation in my life.  It might have always been happening but I was too distracted to notice.