a sunday morning
What fondle me this morning had juts bee one of the most ordinary yet splendid moment of my life…
Sunday, July 12, 2009.I thought it would be just another day like any other Sundays I’ve had. Indeed, I was not at my depth the very first minutes I walk through the church and sat at the bench. Mama was right beside me and I seemed to be still asleep. My thoughts are random and disorganize I’m out of my mind!
The holy mass has started and I’m still nowhere and what added to my drowsiness was that I could not understand Cebuano well and the first mass had always been in Cebuano. I began to complain a little at the back of my mind!
so bad of me right?
But not until I noticed myself, I realized I should not behave that way, so I prayed about it. Good. Everything worked eventually. It was rev. Romeo preaching at the moment and his share indeed moved me, his share spoke the greatness of Our Dear Almighty.
From that on, everything followed, the matters that I need to thank, sorry and pray for had altogether sank in me. So inspiring as it was, I think I just gave the greatest clap I offered to God.
So as the holy mass service had just ended Mama and I walk through the hallway. And as were trudging the curve, the sun’s magnificence stroke my sight. I was holding Mamas hand that very second as I was glaring the morning sun.
I don’t know how to explain the feeling but I felt a rush of hope beaming in the midst of our obstacle. Yes, the sun reminded me of hope for what my mama and our family is facing.
Its been six months since we knew that mama has a stage 2 breast cancer and as each day pass, I chose to surrender everything to God, continuing the battles of our lives with a stronger faith in Him.
Jesus is merciful. I believe that He is. I believe that He hears me. I believe that He hears Mama.
And this morning He just reminded me that He does!
