La Union

Your grace abounds in deepest waters

Your sovereign hand
Will be my guide
Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me
You’ve never failed and You won’t start now

So I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise
My soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Oceans by Hillsong

The salty scent of La Union seas brought solace to our urban noses. It was almost orange and amethyst when we paraded the seashore. We did a video before the most awaited activity of the day – surfing. For Tess and Beth, confidence led them to take pictures while the two of us, the amateurs, did a quick training. My heart skipped in anticipation. At the same time, the ocean filled me with a pinch of anxiety. But I brushed it away and bravely touched the cold waters.

At first, fun was a total stranger. Can you imagine a surge splashing your face from time to time? I mean, what kind of pastime is this? Seriously. Until I discovered the beauty of surrendering and flying. The practices at the seashore were crucial before a relish. We had three guides. The two of them were younger than us. When I was trying to focus to the momentum, going to the deeper part of the sea, I was distracted by Tin’s guide. He got those abs. Bloated abs. And I laughed about this secret silliness I had about him. It gave me that hilarious conclusion. It’s true – not all surfers have great bodies as to what most blogs confess. But he’s very skillful and he’s proud of his chubby built. So, we absolutely became friends.

I was reminded by a single word while waves go for a race. The guide consistently uttered “ready”. That’s his cue as we fearlessly stood up on the board in less than 10 whooping seconds. My first try, a major crash. Pain rewarded me after trying to laugh. The major rule is to never let the surfing board get near your back. Be safe by letting go of the board to your side or else you’ll get a smashing Pacquiao punch-like-hit.

After my second try, I felt like Superman. It happened so quickly but the composure of gliding gave me a surreal peace. I experienced the feeling I once read in magazines. It was worth doing with the people who love it too. The four of us had our own little worlds. We seized the moment of this life-long daydream. It was so good. We tried it many times. I think the best surfer that day was Tin. You can perfectly tell by the way she trusted her board. We love her gesture. You’ll love it too.♥

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