Mid-day, mid-week and am having some freshly made moron and suman at Quiapo church. It’s a cool morning and since Quiapo and Divisoria have cleaned up and the corona virus scare is abound, no one is around. I had just come from the daily mass and was feeling quite mellow. Everyone and everything seemed to slow down that day so I had time to watch the people as they streamed from the church. And, between the streams, I saw this beautiful sculpture of a beggar boy squat down center of the church. What must he think of his life? Does he beg thinking to fund his future? Does he still hope?

This morning, I was taking a break to get some balance in time for a rough week ahead. Is work-life balance even a concept a young beggar child has? Would it be defined as taking snippets of time to relax or is more coarse having time to pray for a miracle in between the begging hours?