Goodbye Auntie, I Will See You Again!

Sometimes I wonder.

Sometimes I complain.

Sometimes I cry.

Why does God allow horrible things happen to good people?

Why doesn’t God terminate bad people immediately?

But then I realize,

Everyone has their own purpose in this world. Some are meant to live longer, some are meant to live shorter.

And God gave me this passage:

“I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.” – 2 Timothy 4:7

My beloved aunt, she has finished her race in earth and is now with the Lord in Heaven.

I received the news from my mom while i was in the train commuting back home. I sat still and just went quiet for a while. so quiet that i nearly missed my stop. the feeling of annoyance, guilt, sadness came to me. I wish i could be with my aunt during her battle with her illness for the past few months. I wish i could hold her hand but God said differently. I live so far away that i just wish i could have realized it sooner.

auntie, I know sometimes I made you upset. I know sometimes you get annoyed with the pranks and the jokes i made about you. I know sometimes i forgot to call you on the phone. But remember this: I love you from the bottom of my heart and I always will. I am sorry for not picking up the phone when your house phone dialed my cell few weeks ago. 😦

But God told me no need to worry. Because I will see you again in Heaven. And I believe it.

Goodbye, Auntie. Rest In Peace.


The Power of Prayer

There are times when I feel like anxious or nervous or just scared or filled with sorrow and emptiness.

Like what I felt an hour ago before I wrote this.

To be honest, when I care and love someone significant it will be hard for me to not to think how is he/she doing right now. Be it boo or my family or close friend of mine, i guess it is in my nature to always think of them.

Especially when I don’t hear from them. My minds started to think a lot of things, like “are they okay” or “must be something i did or said earlier made them upset”. Then i felt guilty. And sad.

But then I remember. A word that keeps on ringing everytime I feel like blaming on myself.


That’s right. Pray.

Such a simple word but powerful.

I started praying (and crying to God). I talked to God almost every single thing I wanted Him to hear.

Then I felt this thing that I cannot even describe. The feeling of calmness, serene, peaceful. As if God is saying: don’t worry, my child. I have taken care all of your worries.

I know this post might seem a bit personal and probably religious but yes as a Christian, we should know that God wants us to pray to Him all the time. Not just when we are dealing with problem but also when we are having our own greatest moment. And yes, God is so near that He even will hear our nonsense rambling.

And this picture really says it all:

I hope you all have a great week! God bless!

Yours Truly 🙂

PS: this rendition of The Lord’s Prayer is by far the most beautiful I have ever heard.