Hello lovely hivers here again sharing the life story of mine.
A day of fiesta, I attend this for our own beliefs so that we go there at exactly 9 am.
We just riding a tricycle to be there at church it's already running of time.
We quickly stop here they have to buy something so mom go at store.
While me sitting, just excited to attend a mass to come back to church a few months ago.
They carried a sack, the inside of it is hanging rice because after the mass they have a food that we eat together.
While me open the plastic of soft drinks and water for automatic to get not so much process to open it so we prepared.
After the preparing, we learn the words of God, it's my came back at church when the earthquake was hit here I was scared to go somewhere and have a traumatic experience, but now I just realized that all we need is to pray God will be the protector to us.
I just forgot what's the name of this, it's a way to smell and kiss this kind of things that handle with this man.
The mass is done so we gathered at the table of our barangay and have a eat what they prepare to celebrate a fiesta.
I just got mine, the food was yummy and it makes me full.
A new altar of our Church because the church got damage when earthquake hit in our town, it's not safe for the people going inside so they have a nice spot the outside,a beautiful area and decorations
When we go home, just buying a candle for a purpose so my sister got light and pray for her upcoming birthday.
I just feel blessed to celebrate the fiesta at San Martin, I am so happy that I step the home of the Lord where we can say him a lot of happened in our life. That's all for today's blog.