Blessed is he who keeps faith forever, secures justice for the oppressed, gives good to the hungry. The LORD sets captives free. The LORD gives sight to the blind; the LORD raises up those that were bowed down. The LORD loves the just; the LORD protects strangers. The fatherless and the widow he sustains, but the way of the wicked he thwarts. The LORD shall reign forever; your God, O Zion, through all generations. Alleluia.REFLECTION
I lost my dad when I was twenty-two years of age. I was already a working student then and my dad acts as the consultant to our family business. I remember him vividly as a silent but funny guy who always loves to tease me whenever he sees me busy working on my table in the office. In the executive room, our tables are fronting each other and there are times when while I am busy writing, he would get a tissue, soak it on water and throw it at me. Then he will pretend to be likewise writing as though he was not the culprit.
He has four sons and I am the second to the youngest of six children. Most if not all of my brothers are afraid of him because he appears to be the silent disciplinary type of a father but I was rather fortunate to really know his inner self. I basically grew as a “Papa’s Boy” sleeping beside my dad in bed (my mom sleeps in bed beside her youngest son) even until I have passed the age of adolescence. Even when I have already started working while studying in college, I am still obligated to remove his shoes and socks, once he sits on the Father’s chair inside the bedroom. When news came to me that my dad passed away after being confined in the hospital for about more than a week, I really got devastated. I did not only loose a very loving father but lost a best friend as well.
Not long after my dad’s demise, my mother retired from government service and left for the United States. She lived in New York for fifteen years and continued to work until she became an American Citizen and was granted pension. Eight years ago, she decided to return and stayed with me since then. A fatherless son and a widow have once more been reunited to stay under the same roof by God’s grace.
Since then, God continued to sustain us in a life of comfort and peace. The Lord made us partners in supporting the needs of the family and He has always been good to us.
I may have lost my earthly father but have gained the Father of all, our Almighty and Loving Father who has given us His Son, our Lord Jesus Christ and the Most Holy Spirit so that we may not live as orphans but as children of a one true and everlasting family.
I lost my dad when I was twenty-two years of age. I was already a working student then and my dad acts as the consultant to our family business. I remember him vividly as a silent but funny guy who always loves to tease me whenever he sees me busy working on my table in the office. In the executive room, our tables are fronting each other and there are times when while I am busy writing, he would get a tissue, soak it on water and throw it at me. Then he will pretend to be likewise writing as though he was not the culprit.
He has four sons and I am the second to the youngest of six children. Most if not all of my brothers are afraid of him because he appears to be the silent disciplinary type of a father but I was rather fortunate to really know his inner self. I basically grew as a “Papa’s Boy” sleeping beside my dad in bed (my mom sleeps in bed beside her youngest son) even until I have passed the age of adolescence. Even when I have already started working while studying in college, I am still obligated to remove his shoes and socks, once he sits on the Father’s chair inside the bedroom. When news came to me that my dad passed away after being confined in the hospital for about more than a week, I really got devastated. I did not only loose a very loving father but lost a best friend as well.
Not long after my dad’s demise, my mother retired from government service and left for the United States. She lived in New York for fifteen years and continued to work until she became an American Citizen and was granted pension. Eight years ago, she decided to return and stayed with me since then. A fatherless son and a widow have once more been reunited to stay under the same roof by God’s grace.
Since then, God continued to sustain us in a life of comfort and peace. The Lord made us partners in supporting the needs of the family and He has always been good to us.
I may have lost my earthly father but have gained the Father of all, our Almighty and Loving Father who has given us His Son, our Lord Jesus Christ and the Most Holy Spirit so that we may not live as orphans but as children of a one true and everlasting family.
Read: Psalm 146:6-7, 8-9, 9-10
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