Been thinking about...

I've been thinking about you and me. About how it is like to call each other sweet endearments and sugarcoated terms such as honey bunch, sweetie pie, honey tart, cherry cake, sweet monay, buko roll, pandesal or whatever pastry-inspired label there is. Or maybe we could just call each other by name 'coz I guess nothing would be sweeter than you saying my name in that voice I'd like to hear every moment. But I wonder what your voice will be like? Will it be like a gentle, sweet voice that would tell me how blessed you are to have me inasmuch as I am blessed to have you, or will it be like a prompting, insistent voice that would remind me to take a bath daily or else you would kick me out of the house. Isn't it cute? But promise, I take a bath daily.

I've been thinking about you and me. About how it is like to hold your hands and sway it in public like what those pabebe kids do to celebrate a love shared between two hearts. Will it feel like holding the world in my hands, thinking that what I have at the moment is everything I need? For sure that would feel that way, minus the pabebe thing. I'm just romantic you know. I would hold your hands not just in public but even when it's just the two of us; I would hold your hands when you're feeling weak or wanting to put up a fight. And whenever you need cheering up, I guess I'd be there to give you a high five 'coz that would seem cool. Besides, it's cute. We could even play "Pula, Puti" if you want to. Loser would do the dishes. But since I love you, I'd do the dishes even if I won.

I've been thinking about you and me. About how it is like to spend breakfasts with you and have running conversations over coffee about serious things, crazy things, random things, and just about everything under the rising sun. I wonder where you stand on issues like gender equality, climate change, crime and corruption, hyper-grace theology, the prosperity gospel, Calvinism, the end-times, or whether Barney is really gay. Did Samson really love Delilah or will you say that Delilah's lyrics was too violent? Will you argue against me if I insist that the best president we never had is Jovito Salonga and Raul Rocco? What if you tell me that Gloria Arroyo's presidency was the best we had in recent years? Will I totally freak out--or just freak out? Would we agree on who has the best version of sisig: Ipay's, Dacoco's, or OJ's? I wonder how it is like to speak with someone of your own intelligence. I know I would be impressed. And by the way, I like my coffee cold and sweet.

I've been thinking about you and me. About how it is to spend every afternoon and every setting sun with you. Would you fall head-over-heels in love with the grand panorama that is the sunset like I do? How it is like to hold you near me and wrap my arms around you and whisper to your ears that it's now time to cook dinner you better get going--no really, I mean I would tell you how grand it is to spend such precious time with you and would describe to you how this specific moment was really in my dreams and prayers and now it has become a reality. You and me on a sunset splashed with amber and yellow and orange and, okay that was cheesy. But you, my beloved, would be the best answered prayer from above.

I've been thinking about what kind of books do you read? I wonder if you'd love my collection of Pulitzer-prize winning non-fiction and fiction that I've hunted and collected over the years. Or my collection of vintage Michael Crichton sci-fis and thrillers. Do you read comics too? I always loved Archie and Friends. Haha. I'd like to share your books and would love to listen to you talking about them. I wonder if I would ever get tired listening to your stories. And, I wonder what movie genre do you like. I'm not really into chick flicks or a Vice Ganda starrer but if you insists, I could watch them with you but with the side comments on how the film industry wastes a lot money producing movies that insult the Filipino intelligence and sensibility. Oopps. Yeah,or I could just keep my mouth shut. Hashtag cross-fingers. 

I've been thinking about you and me. About how it is like to share the story of our faith together, and to just appreciate the goodness of God in each of our lives. It would be so exciting to talk about how God put us together into His plans and have created a story which we could share to our children and the succeeding generations. It would be a great privilege to serve God with you, to partner with you in making disciples, and together help advance His Kingdom on earth. 

Beloved, my Warrior Princess, it would be a blessing to see your eyes flicker in true worship and jump up for joy before His presence. It would be so captivating to hear your passionate prayers and testimonies that would tear hearts apart. It would be a great delight to see your love for Christ overflow, and to see your passion for Him reach out more people. It would be a privilege to have you and honor you, my beloved.

But until then, I hope you would continue to run the race of faith and to fix your eyes on Jesus Christ. I hope you would remain truly passionate in leading people to Him, even as I am. And until prayers have been answered for both of us, I hope you would also soar higher, dive deeper, and grow stronger for the great God we are serving.

Until then, my Warrior Princess, let's go kick-ass!