An excerpt from my blog post entitled Leaving.
This is not about my story. This is all about being temporal, wanderers and visitors here on earth.
When will be the day that we will die? Are you afraid to die? Probably these are the least asked questions whether in formal or informal conversations.
My answer is we will die the moment we are born. The irony of life and death as I have observed is that; when a child is born he is crying and the people around him are in deep joy. When a man dies he is at peace whatever the kind of death it was and people around him are in deep pain.
Death or dying is a form of leaving. Can death separate us from God who is the author of life? Definitely NO! But sins do. In the beginning, sins resulted walls between man and God.
Father, I am a sinner, I have sinned against you. Please forgive me and make me new. My Lord and my Savior Jesus Christ come into my life, live inside my heart and transform me into something new. Make me your own and I will follow you. Amen
My brother Gener Paulo “sam, samboy” Austria Quiambao died at a very young age, 23 on September 4, 2009. A very young age to leave this beautiful world. But who are we to tell where and when we will die? As I said, the moment we have given birth by our mothers we will die. He is now resting in the arms of our God and we will surely be with him in heaven for we all believe to the one he has believed and served, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Rest with him my dear brother, praise Him and sing for him; for we are all made to worship HIM.
With this kind of sudden death by our love ones, let us be comforted by God.
“Let us acknowledge the Lord; let us press on to knowledge him. As surely as the sun rises he will appear; he will come to us like winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth.”
Let us just acknowledge our God. He knows better than us.
An excerpt from my blog post entitled 40 Days.
40 days in the Bible is very significant for it talks about special events that took place during the times of the OT and NT.
It is exactly 6 months and 13 days when I arrived here in Riyadh. I am full of hope (as always) and looking forward to work abroad for several reasons, one of which is to help my family, career growth and experience among others.
There are many things that happened in my personal life and my family’s life that’s why I have decided to work here. Most of my relatives didn’t know that I am here.
These are the routines of my everyday living here washing clothes, preparing meals, going to work, watching TFC and “Chat Day ni Sir”.
September 03, 2009 is “Chat Day”, my mother and me as well as the youth had a great time chatting and telling each other’s stories.
September 04, 2009 around 03:15am (RUH time-8:15am PH time) I received a text message from my Kuya “Sir eka mabibigla, kalmantyan mu ing sarili mu ken, ing wali tamu e Samboy pingwa na neng God.” (Sir, huwag kang mabibigla, kalmantehin mo ang iyong sarili, ang ating nakababatang kapatid na si Samboy ay kinuha na ni God). That’s the non-monotonous thing that happened to me during my stay here.
“Nanginig ang buong kalamnan ko!” I am trying to compose myself since it is very early in the morning and it is Friday; most of us in the camp are resting because it is still rest day then. I ran out of load. “Nanginginig parin ako that time.” I woke up my roommate and I asked if he has load and I sent text message to my brother to call me that time. Then I heard him and my mother breaking the news through our conversation that my brother died.
I broke in tears while praying and washing clothes at that very early morning.
It was Ramadan time when my brother died and I filed an emergency leave; at least to pay my last respect to my brother. But to no avail I wasn’t able to make it because of several reasons.
I had many sleepless nights, breaking down in tears and I can’t eat during the wake and the next two more weeks. My family and I decided things out and laid my brother to rest near my father.
I was then trying to compose myself because I am still reporting to work while waiting for the approval of my emergency leave. I never broke down in tears when I am talking to my mother during the wake. I never broke down in tears whenever I talk to my siblings, relatives and friends. I broke down in tears with God. For He alone is our comforter. I broke down in tears with Jaimee (co-youth) I was able to catch her in net that time before she went to our house. I broke down in tears to my cousin Amy, to my Kuya Jeron as he always assures me that my family is comforted by many people surrounding us during those times, to Elaine and Bong as my constant confidant, to my Ate Bing, to my Bapang Bong, to Ate Mae among others.
It was nice to know that my brother is well loved by many people, his former classmates, friends, relatives and church mates. I remember receiving an FS message from Sey2x (his friend in US) that she said to me that it was not true.
I wasn’t able to eat at all and can’t sleep at all. During the wake and the final day of the wake my brother called me during the tribute of our church mates for my brother I really broke down in tears.
Wednesday of that week my brother was laid to rest and many people mourn and accompanied him on his last plight. Me: I kept on working, taking pictures for our department’s website while my whole family and the rest who loved my brother were mourning.
I thank and praise God for my brother’s death is not in vain. It created love, unity, peace and forgiveness to all the people he has shared his own life.
My family and I were recovering from the sudden death and it was all God’s plan and He alone knows everything. My brother’s contract with his MAKER is finished but his life here on earth is fulfilled: a mission accomplished! Soon enough we will be meeting him with our MAKER… in heaven.
New life, a fresh start and new hope in the LORD. It is normal to cry, to show how much we missed him but it is normal for us Christians to hope for the LORD and trust him at all times! Trust our Lord and he will not fail us. Believe in the LORD JESUS CHRIST and you will be saved, you and your household.
There will be more coming 40 days and 40 years will pass without my brother, but my treasured memories with him will stay in my heart as long as I live.
To GOD be all the Glory!