With a blank expression, I began to wonder what to blog about while staring in front of my computer screen. Silly as I am, I started to pity my life as of the moment, for lacking thrill and a little out of action since summer set in motion. It was almost 4:00 am. I turned my eyes at the windows. The moon caught my fancy. It was insanely bright; it made me go outside. On the swing, I marveled at how breathtaking it was. I adore such sight, it reminds me so much of the series, Moonlight and how charming Mick St. John is. Then, few minutes shortly, I saw Ma come out from the kitchen door and seconds later, Pa was already on the garage on his way to his car. I figured they will go out for a jog but neither of them wears their exercise outfit, so I stood up from where I was seated, approached Ma and asked,
"San kayo punta?"
"Kuya mo... Ano na naman kaya nangyari doon?" she replied, somehow annoyed.
As I rushed back to my room, I saw Rizza on my way in. Ate May is already up too and told me that a call woke them up. They were about to leave too, got dressed and finally told me that my brother had an accident. Instantly I got anxious and started to inquire. I followed them on the way out and Ate May insist that I must go. So, I went back to my room got dressed and went with them. Inside the car, I was praying, non-stop! The phone rang once more. Ate May let me answered. It was my brother; his words were "Anie, this is bad. This is really bad". As he gave us his location, I began to wonder how bad it could possibly be. This isn’t the first time he’s been on an accident, you see. So with his words "This is bad" I became more and more uneasy. Prayer, however, was the only thing that kept me sane. I realized that such circumstance is the best time to exercise my faith and experience God's reality, firsthand.
There was silence inside the car but I sensed we're almost there. We got ahead of Pa's car. It was still dark but we can already see a couple of people gathered around from afar. There, in a very narrow and unlighted road somewhere in Minning, we passed by Ate Loi's car as Ate May pulls over not far from where the accident took place. My heart almost skip a beat, it was a fearsome thing to behold! The car's windshield was terribly broken into pieces and the front rear on the driver's seat side was terribly crushed. Such sight I must confess could only be seen in movies and television and everything to me was very surreal. My brother was unharmed, thank God, but the passenger of the tricycle they crushed up with was brought to the nearest hospital for minor lacerations. As soon as the sun was up, we headed to the police station where my brother gave his official statement about the incident. Later, we found out that 3 other car accidents were also filed earlier, in which all of the drivers were dead.
Although I know this will be a long conflict to settle, as to who-is -to-blame, who- will-be-paying-for-what-resolution, I am convinced that what I have just seen early this morning is a major demonstration of God's grace in our life, for the most part, my brother's. This is why I know prayer works and that the prayers of the righteous availeth much indeed. It is our grandmother, Esperanza, who up to this moment remains to be our unwavering Watch Woman, earnestly praying for the welfare of her family. Either way, God is more real to me than ever.
"San kayo punta?"
"Kuya mo... Ano na naman kaya nangyari doon?" she replied, somehow annoyed.
As I rushed back to my room, I saw Rizza on my way in. Ate May is already up too and told me that a call woke them up. They were about to leave too, got dressed and finally told me that my brother had an accident. Instantly I got anxious and started to inquire. I followed them on the way out and Ate May insist that I must go. So, I went back to my room got dressed and went with them. Inside the car, I was praying, non-stop! The phone rang once more. Ate May let me answered. It was my brother; his words were "Anie, this is bad. This is really bad". As he gave us his location, I began to wonder how bad it could possibly be. This isn’t the first time he’s been on an accident, you see. So with his words "This is bad" I became more and more uneasy. Prayer, however, was the only thing that kept me sane. I realized that such circumstance is the best time to exercise my faith and experience God's reality, firsthand.
There was silence inside the car but I sensed we're almost there. We got ahead of Pa's car. It was still dark but we can already see a couple of people gathered around from afar. There, in a very narrow and unlighted road somewhere in Minning, we passed by Ate Loi's car as Ate May pulls over not far from where the accident took place. My heart almost skip a beat, it was a fearsome thing to behold! The car's windshield was terribly broken into pieces and the front rear on the driver's seat side was terribly crushed. Such sight I must confess could only be seen in movies and television and everything to me was very surreal. My brother was unharmed, thank God, but the passenger of the tricycle they crushed up with was brought to the nearest hospital for minor lacerations. As soon as the sun was up, we headed to the police station where my brother gave his official statement about the incident. Later, we found out that 3 other car accidents were also filed earlier, in which all of the drivers were dead.Although I know this will be a long conflict to settle, as to who-is -to-blame, who- will-be-paying-for-what-resolution, I am convinced that what I have just seen early this morning is a major demonstration of God's grace in our life, for the most part, my brother's. This is why I know prayer works and that the prayers of the righteous availeth much indeed. It is our grandmother, Esperanza, who up to this moment remains to be our unwavering Watch Woman, earnestly praying for the welfare of her family. Either way, God is more real to me than ever.
