Needless to say Quiapo has rooted from our Catholic history. Pilgrimage to this church is so popular to Catholic Filipinos. My mom influenced me in hearing Mass there. Nimmy would oftentime accompany me (Nimmy is not Catholic, btw) there and we normally visit Quiapo every Sunday. I love the feeling of being rejuvenated every time I hear mass and say my prayers there. I would normally give thanks for keeping my family healthy and strong. Last year, no one got hospitalized in our family and for me, that's a great blessing for us.
This Friday morning, I decided in visiting the Quiapo Church. It's Friday and as they say, it's "Quiapo day." I know that the feast of the Black Nazarene is on Sunday so I thought that people will not be that much. Until I saw in TV that devotees will have a procession at 2pm and that there is an ongoing influx of people. Yikes, I know this will induce heavy traffic. And yes, I was right. I got stuck inside the bus for two and half hours.
I got prepared going there by bringing nothing except our apartment keys, wallet and cellphone. I squeezed myself in the crowd just for me to a have comfortable spot while I listen and watch to Father's sermon displayed in the church's widescreen monitor. When the mass ended, blessings of image, handkerchief and novena booklets was done and it's another struggle as people pushes you towards the front. I imagine that by Sunday, it's going to be more worst than that.
So there, my pre-feast experience. I went home and bought several DVDs for Nimmy. I then again took the bus instead of the faster LRT. I wanted some time alone and I didn't took lunch. The travel time made me watch people and see a lot of SUV cars (yeah, I love SUVs).
Right now, I feel happy and blessed, and I hope you too.
Happy Friday/Quiapo Day!