I found out that my best friend's father died.
He was so kind, so loving to his family and to all that he treated like a family. And I for example I'm treated like one. It broke my heart when I got the news. Because the night before that I'm asking God to heal him. Please heal him. Because I know he still wants to have more memories with his family even if he's in 60's. He has a grandson my godchild. Who's so loving and sweet kid. My best friend told me he haven't let the kid know until they can bring home the body of his father. I cannot imagine how sad will the kid be once he knew what happened to his "Tatay". Every morning he go to his room saying "Good morning" and wishing him to go home. He wanted to give him his chocolate biscuits. It just saddens me that a kind person just passed. I asked God why. I asked him "Why him?". Now my best friend's faith was affected. She told me, "Wala na kong bilib dyan. Ang hina ko sa kanya." It made me sad. That now her faith became to low. She even told me his father said. "Panginoon pahabain mo pa." She told me, God didn't hear him. God didn't grant his wish.
Since this Holy week I know my faith and relationship to God became stronger than before. I always watch testimonies of people whom God changed their lives. I still have my faith in Him. I know there's a reason why God let Tata die so soon. I may not know his plans for them, still I believe his will.
I'm just hoping my best friend's faith be awaken again and stronger for her family. I'm wishing they'll get over with this. And I also know that Love Never Dies.
