dated September 29, 2008.
Tuesday, September 30th, 2008Today, in a time most unlikely, i found myself sitting across a person who i never thought, not even in my wildest dream, I’d ever share life stories with. Less specifics, let’s just say… “There was an unsuspected victim of an unsuspecting disease.”
It came out of nowhere. There were no signs. No symptoms. Just people. Just people treating you with most care out of pity. Of guilt. Of love for you. Just people. Just people whose eyes refuse to meet yours as to not give away the most life-changing moment that was about to take place. Then the moment of truth. But you don’t want the truth. At least not this kind of truth. It’s not really funny talking about life and death when you know life is pushing you towards the latter. You were but a victim. You didn’t know. Had you been given a choice and chance to take it all back, you’d most probably say that you will do it differently.
Even until now, some twenty-four hours later, my mind still dismisses the idea in hope that there would be some out-of-this-world miracle yet to occur. How are things going to turn out afterward? I still do not know. But then I am very much happy to hear that you believe in reason.. in purpose. Not just because “God has a purpose for everything” is something one says to keep the light of hope from burning out but because it is a profound truth that, most of the time, we only acknowledge when we finally hit a wall. God has a purpose for everything. Complete knowledge and understanding of this purpose may or may not be endowed to each person. The only thing we have to, much more, can do is to trust God.
To live is Christ, to die is gain. Have you ever heard that before?
If there is anything that God has taught me today, it is that life really is not for keeping. It is not for squandering either. It is for sharing and living and enjoying — taking in the good things along with the bad things. But there is always a choice. There is always a choice of how we want to go through things. We can either sulk and spend the remaining days of our lives in misery or we can be hopeful — keeping in mind and heart that that which doesn’t kill us will only make us stronger and that which actually do will only set us free. We always have a choice.
I do not still how to end this. I guess it’s because i’m still in denial. But you.. you have been most bold about your choices in life. You had plans. You had the will and the courage to take on anything. And then this.. You will be able to get through anything.. even this. Just believe. Take heart. Trust God.
Maybe I really do not know how you are feeling especially at a time when your clock is ticking a bit louder.. a bit faster. And maybe I would never understand. But as year ends, so do life folds. Eventually, all our frail and aching bodies would come to rest. And to dust we shall return. We are all but dying mortals. We all are but dying mortals. It’s not really how many years you lived that matters greatly to God… only how you lived out those years. So who needs to live to be a hundred, right?
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