Life Lessons

Lessons I’ve Learned From A Dying Friend

The heartbreaks, the toxicity of office works, and other typical battles, made me think that I am strong enough to face everything that the world can throw upon me. But at the end of the day, I still am hanging onto the grace from the Lord Almighty – grace that wakes me up each morning and grace that sustains me until the evening. At the end of the day, the warrior is in no doubt a child who clings onto the Sovereignty of her Creator, of young mind who wishes for a miracle, a kid-at-heart who’s asking for sole birthday present…

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Staring blankly on the busy road of Pioneer Street… Looking from above while watching the vehicles passing by… Measuring by hand the distance between the Jollibee below and the other Jollibee I’m seeing from afar… Pouting in disappointment upon noticing that the condominium across mine is still not doing anything about the non-flashing of their “In God We Trust” message that have encouraged me last year

 

I still remember that day. My eyes were really perspiring.

 

Since that day, many things have happened.

 

I’ve celebrated #DoubleThree, strengthened the bond with family and old friends, and happily found new significant people in my heart. I’ve accepted the fact that some people are meant to just pass by and leave life lessons behind, together with scars and bruises that actually brought by my own recklessness and negligence.

Learning those lessons the hard way, I also learned and embraced the truth that I am not alone in every struggle. Because of that, I was reminded that I can really have fun while defeating life’s tests and trials, just like conquering each assault to get to the peak of the mountain or jumping in the waves with utmost joy and laughter.

 

I’ve already succeeded in dealing with two planning seasons.

 

The heartbreaks, the toxicity of office works, and other typical battles, made me think that I am strong enough to face everything that the world can throw upon me. But at the end of the day, I still am hanging onto the grace from the Lord Almighty – grace that wakes me up each morning and grace that sustains me until the evening. At the end of the day, the warrior is in no doubt a child who clings onto the Sovereignty of her Creator, of young mind who wishes for a miracle, a kid-at-heart who’s asking for sole birthday present…

 

“Lord, heal her.”

 

For eight months now, the journey from one episode to the other became our usual encounter. Extreme headache here, high fever there, sleepless nights and other body reactions carried by this f*ckin’ brain tumor have been our greatest enemy. There were times that we pray together until she can sleep soundly. There were times she has to pray for me and I for her, instead, so she can pray more calmly.

Despite all these physical struggles, she remains the sweetest person I’ve known in my life. In the midst of fighting all these pains, she showed me how to care without limit, to love unconditionally, to touch one’s heart out of the overflow of the goodness within her. The simplicity of her actions makes a difference on every person she meets. Oftentimes misunderstood, she never let kind words remain unspoken.

I thought I would be the one who’ll cheer for her and who’ll comfort her during her lowest of lows. But it was actually me who’s being inspired by her optimism and being cared of by her existence.  I learned that whenever I feel that the world and all in it is temporary, I just need to go against the flow of the world, and when I feel that the world and all in it is constantly changing, I need to find joy with eternal mind-set.

All these made me ask who’s really sick between us and who needs healing.

Lastly, on the day that I had the opportunity to share to her the love of Jesus, I came to realize that everyone is actually dying. I realized that the happening of death is not limited to those who have fatal diseases alone. I realized that no one knows when the exact time is for each of us. It can happen in an instant and I am not an exception.

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As this week officially starts the series of celebration of my birthday, it’s also the beginning of her extremely high fever, reaching a temperature as high as 45.2. Also, another close friend announced in distress the possibility of a breast cancer, wherein biopsy will be done this coming Thursday.

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While observing the city lights outside my unit, calculating in mind the ratio of people below who are feeling fine versus those who are agonizing over an issue of life, I still have one thing to ask – that may His perfect will be done. God definitely knows the deepest desire of my heart – her complete healing. But then again, if I am willing to pray that may His will be done, I should also be willing to say that my will be gone. At the end of this journey, if everything I’ve been praying for won’t take place the way I envisioned it, I will still believe that He is good.

I just thank the Lord for the gift of life – here, and in eternity.

 

Whew!

 

 

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