Love, loaves of bread and dried fishies

I don't have much to say, really. I just want to type sumthin here cuz im crappy. well, last Friday, i went to school for a cuple of affairs. about two, we (Ie, Ivory and Christy of the Volunteers) made posters for our genaral body meeting. Christy said she will hang them on Monday but I guess I would come early so i can get them stamped and hang some of them on the designated places.

Around seven or eight (i dunno for sure cuz my watch stopped giving the right time in the morning), Minh picked me up to go to her friend's bday party. I also met Manila (yes, i think she was named after the city but she's Laotian), Thuong (sp check)(or Vivian), her friend Phuong and her bf, Mike. They are generally nice. However, when we reached the party, we seemed like we were crashing Johnny's bday party! I was kinda embarrassed. we were like a horde of Asians brought into a white party! We didn't even know the celebrant! we were just there to crash! shortly afterwards, we felt ou of place enough that we decided to just go somewhere else in Dallas to go clubbing maybe but I was wearing shorts! stupid me. the idea entered my mind but I didn't entertain it. Anyway, we just hung out in this place called Don Pepe's or sumthin, and then chatted and picked on Minh. Honestly, I kinda pitied her cuz her friends picked on her real bad. owell.. After that, they decided to go to "Village Station" (remember the gaybar Tesha brought me to?) to see if the gay ppl would hit on us (Mike and me, the only guys in the group). Well, the girls are amused but I was not. I declined. i gotta go home anyway (It was almost eleven). So Minh carefully and skillfully drove (sarcasm intended) me back to my car parked at UTA. From there, i went home really tired but I still checked Minh if she got safely home. i would say it was fun meeting new ppl but I can't forget how embarrassed i was in the "party." Then again, I am just always pessimistic and not relly a party guy.

The Gospel for todays mass was about Jesus' miracle of feeding the 5000. I like what Deacon Rey said:

"Love is like the loaves of bread and dried fish... it won't multiply unless you give it out."

I think this can be the answer to those atheists. We always search for the material miracles but tend not to see the little details in our days: the air we breathe, the lil toddler that make you smile or maybe the sunset that calms u down while driving home from a crappy day in school. After so much pain, it causes us to deny ourselves out intrinsic thirst to believe and to search for a higher being. We think that God couldn't have existed because of the pain we are suffering. But hey, shouldn't we thankful that our lives aren't "perfect?" It isn't just boring and walking around and picking flowers? The more we are thankful of His gifts, the more should we be thankful of the other things! It was given to us in a package deal. We can't just get what we like and throw the not-so-acceptable things out of the window.

We should all be thankful. Yeah, but what else is new? The old man on the pulpit has been saying that alot from time immemorial but seeing it for ourselves really do take some time. I believe that the main point of religion is love. Yeah, love and acceptance. It's not debating what is right or who will be condemned but how we should accept ppl whoever they are or whatever they did. This is tough.. Loving a person especially if he/she is just begging for ur hate. This is where our sacrifice is called for. It sounds so bad and unrealistic... isn't it supposed to be easy? it's really quite simple: just to give out love and acceptance like lil loaves of bread and pieces of dried fish.