Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Soldier Boy

My boy said he wants to be a soldier when he graduates from school.....

I made him promise that he will never kill another person in that service....

Instead, he will be a soldier of peace.
Using his authority and power to protect and to love.
Amen!


Monday, June 14, 2010

Looking Through the Sand Timer


It was Six months of anticipation, and waiting, and spent in prayer. And when the day finally arrived, I lived that dream!

Five years ago, I would not have thought of ever visiting that region. It was then, I also started knowing someone who would make an impact in my life.

Four years ago, I had fear which people would probably won't be able to understand. Fear of losing someone you know (and thought you love and care for), but there is NOTHING that you can do to HELP except to pray that he is not among the casualties.

Early Three years ago, hopes were dimmed but I continued praying that he and his family will be kept safe. Many of times; thoughts of just letting go and giving up, but a flicker of hope shined on.

Late Three years ago, I finally had news of him and reasons to smile again. The prayers worked and his family are safe. So many times I thank God for protection; as real as it can be, I almost lost him. A rocket did hit his house, but fortunately they weren't at home.

Two years ago, the letters starts coming in again. And my boy is growing up.

One year ago, my boy became a young man. I am very proud to see him grow through the years; from a 10 year boy to a 16 year old and still maturing young man.

Six months ago, I started praying that God will provide a way, that God will keep us safe, that God will be in control of everything. I played my part and made necessary stuffs that no matter what, I will not miss this opportunity.

Two weeks ago, my worst fear showed up. Something that I prayed would not happen in that region, but it did happen. Talk about timing and God showing off Himself to me. Psalm 112 was the promise I received from Him, my God who shows Himself true.

One week ago, the accumulation of the years, months and weeks finally became a reality. It was more than I had ever imagined or prayed or wished for. It was an amazing amazing experience; wonderful people, wonderful country, wonderful boy, wonderful family.

With all her beauty and her war scars, her dreams and her nightmares, her hopes and her constant challenges; her land and her people showed me the meaning of resilience.

Today, I write it down; so that I shall never forget.

Tomorrow, I pray and hope for a better future; for where the tree comes from, may it bear seeds of love and tolerance and understanding and grace. And may my boy's future be blessed!