When was the last time you dreamed, prayed, and offered that dream to the Lord?
It was March 15, 2025, when I decided to take my family to the Philippine International Pyromusical Competition (PIPC), as it was scheduled for its final showing of the year. We arrived at SM Mall of Asia (MOA) at around 7:00 PM, delayed by heavy traffic.
We headed toward spots recommended on social media—places known for unobstructed views, open space, and best of all, free admission. We explored the parking building, checking several levels, but every possible vantage point was already taken; some people had even set up viewing spots on top of their cars. Hoping for better luck, we went inside the mall, where I had heard there were good views, but those areas were already closed to the public. I even inquired at restaurants on the second floor, hoping to secure a table where the children could watch comfortably, but all were fully booked. The few tables still available faced only the interior of the building, offering no view of the fireworks at all.
We headed back outside. I was ready to purchase tickets at the PIPC official booth, as the show was about to begin, but #MITD suggested it might be a waste of resources. Our son, who is on the autism spectrum, is easily triggered by loud noises or crying babies, and we risked having to leave immediately if he became overwhelmed. We continued walking aimlessly, searching for a spot. We passed by the Conrad Hotel area, but it was packed with families who had arrived early with mats, chairs, and picnic baskets.
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| #PrincessY at Pyromusical, 2025 |
We kept walking, looking for a quieter area with fewer crowds, until we reached the MOA Eye. Thankfully, the crowd was thinner there. I felt grateful that my children are accustomed to long walks and did not complain about the distance or the heat (yes, maalinsangan kahit gabi na. Hello, PH weather) . It was there that we finally settled down to watch the show.
For those who know me, I am usually overcome with emotion whenever I watch fireworks—especially during New Year’s Eve. That is why we traditionally spend New Year celebrations in Eastwood City; the view is clear, and the location is convenient.
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| Ugly cry mode ON during last year's Pyromusical! πππ Yes, grabe ang iyakan ko rito, tahimik hehe. Mixed emotions—tuwa at lungkot. |
That night in 2025 was no different. As I watched the colorful bursts of light illuminate the sky, tears began to fall—a mixture of pure joy and quiet sadness. It was in that moment, amidst the beauty and music of "What a Wonderful World," that I offered my heart’s desire to God. I silently prayed that the next time I attended an event like this, I would be able to treat my family properly, without the stress of searching for a spot or enduring the exhaustion. Little did I know, God was already listening and preparing something far greater than I could imagine.
We went home tired but happy. That night, I promised myself I would make sure the next time would be different. I started saving small amounts from every paid opportunity I received, setting it aside specifically for this dream.
Then, months later, while heading to an event, I had a conversation with someone whom I truly believe the Lord used as a messenger. As we spoke, I felt chills run down my spine. I barely knew this person, yet the words shared felt like a direct confirmation that my prayers had been heard and were being answered. Because I tend to get emotional whenever matters of faith are discussed, tears welled up in my eyes once again. I discreetly wiped them away, overwhelmed by gratitude while seated in the van.
I had seen Mr. E at various events before, but our interactions were usually limited to simple nods or polite acknowledgments as we were always busy focusing on our respective tasks. Friends know that I tend to be quiet and serious during events. But on this day, the atmosphere was different. I was filled with hope and a profound sense of peace. I truly felt God’s love surrounding us, despite the daily challenges we face.
To be honest, I had almost forgotten about that specific prayer because I had surrendered it fully to God and was already busy making my own plans. Then, the call finally came. However, there was a catch: only three slots were available. I told myself it was okay; I would simply purchase an extra ticket separately. But then I realized that the seating arrangements would be divided, separating our group.
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| #PrincessY at Pyromusical, 2026 |
After much consideration, #MITD decided not to join us with our son, worried that I might struggle to manage both children alone in the crowd. So, the group was set: myself, our youngest daughter #PrincessY—who loves photography—and a dear friend who has truly become family.
But God is indeed good! He did not just grant my dream; He exceeded it. Through another blessing arranged by Ms. C, I was able to secure additional slots for the rest of the family as well—except for our eldest, who unfortunately could not attend due to work commitments.
π΅Way maker, miracle worker, promise keeper
Light in the darkness
My God, that is who You are.π΅
These are lines from one of my favorite worship songs, Way Maker. Isn't that exactly who God is? He is the One who makes ways where there seems to be none, performs miracles, and keeps His promises.
So whatever your dream is—big or small—always remember that the Lord sees the desires of your heart. He knows the perfect timing to make them come true. Do not be discouraged if things do not happen immediately. Perhaps God is preparing something even better for you and your loved ones. Just hold on to your faith.
This Easter Sunday, I want to remind you that God is alive. He listens. He cares.
God is never late. He does not merely answer prayers; He exceeds expectations. He gives double blessings and opens doors we never even knew existed. Trust His process and wait upon His perfect timing.
To Mr. E and Ms. C,
Thank you so much for the wonderful opportunity you gave to me and my family. Thank you for being God’s instruments to show us just how much He loves us. I will treasure this moment for the rest of my life. πππ»
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| Pyromusical 2026 ππ»π₯Ήπ TGBTG |




























