Labour day weekend in Boracay. Perhaps the craziest party the Philippines has to offer. They even flew in famous American DJs for the event.
After the first weekend there, I'd already strayed from the path. Much further than I'd ever imagine I'd go.
I met a friend who stayed in our hostel. We spent a day on the beach together and really got to know one another.
He seemed to have everything I ever wanted. Good job, outlandish hobbies, frequent traveller, gym rat, super hot Asian girlfriend, nerdy interests and a healthy Christian life.
The 18 hour journey to Shipalay was arduous and consisted of a tricycle, ferry, bus, trike, ferry, trike, bus, trike.
On the long journey l had plenty of time to reflect on the past couple of days, my journey and my life. Before I left Hong Kong, the pastor advised me to make a list of everything I liked about my life, everything I disliked and what I wanted my life to look like when I returned. Before, I had only completed the two lists, which unfortunately were bottom heavy.
I realized that on the beach, Andrew had shown me exactly what I wanted and It was all covered in God.
Seemingly on queue, the old lady behind me in the back row burst into a song of worship. It's funny how worship songs have such a profound emotional affect on me.
On the bus, in the middle of nowhere at 11pm in the Philippines the lady sang in perfect English 'How i want to jump for joy and sing his praises'
My eyes filled with years and I began to weep.
Even on this amazing journey of discovery and adventure I had never recalled a time when I had jumped for joy. I realized it was not true happiness I had been experiencing.
I felt the profound urge to turn from my life of emptiness and on toward the life I wanted so dearly
I find that no matter how far I stray, he always finds me to pull me back.
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