John 6:53-64

"Amen, amen, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you do not have life within you. Whoever eats my flesh and drink my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him on the last day. For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me and I in him ... Does this shock you? ... But there are some of you who do not believe."

John 6:53-64

Thursday 21 April 2011

Good Friday - Our Lord's road to calvary

Since it's Good Friday, I have put up this video from YouTube, something which I did a few years back after having returned from MAGiS and World Youth Day in Sydney. Happy Easter in advance! God bless! Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam!

Friday 15 April 2011

Sacredness of Life (cont'd)

I was down at Divine Mercy's Adoration Room with my wife yesterday to spend some quiet time there with the Lord. The silence there was good as it allowed us time to reflect and most importantly, to pray. Many thoughts came to mind whilst inside the room, some are 'noises, while some are noteworthy. Hence, I decided to continue on my previous posting.

Firstly, being the Season of Lent, the suffering and crucifixion of the Lord reminded me of something. Mother Mary had followed through the entire process, silently enduring the pain of having to see her son being crucified and breathed His last at the foot of the cross when He said, "Father, into Your hands, I commend my spirit." Mother Mary knows the pain in our hearts when we witnessed the passing on of our loved ones here on earth. Indeed, she will also pray along with us for our loved ones, to comfort us.

Secondly, it also came to mind there was one occasion when I carried my baby nephew with his head close to my face. It suddenly dawned upon me that the life of a little one is so fragile and beautiful. There are evils out there lobbying for rights to destroy the fragile little lives because of selfish needs, desires and irresponsibilities. We grieve for the demise of our loved ones because we have encountered them physically, emotionally and perhaps spiritually. Hence, we feel the pain and loss when we see them go. But for the defenseless little ones, others have already come upon them to destroy them even before they are even borned, especially those lobbyists.

There is this mystery about life..from the time of conception, to being born, growing up and death. It just deserves to be treated with respect and dignity, even if it is to be a cell gradually growing into a foetus, or one who is down with illness waiting to move on to a better world. Life is beautiful..cherish it by cherishing those around you...

Thursday 14 April 2011

Sacredness of Life

The past one week has not been an easy one, especially so for my wife and her family. Her mum had suffered from cancer for the past eight years. She had fought the battle with cancer silently, and yet still kept herself busy helping others.

It was on Saturday that mum was discharged from SGH back home. In the same afternoon, throngs and throngs of people just streamed into the flat to visit her and gave thanks to her for what she had done. I remember very vividly of three of her students who came and visited her. The eldest one told mum that she wants to become an artist when she grows up. The second one thanked her for looking after them. The youngest one said that she will study hard for "auntie yoyo", mum. Within that afternoon did I realised the number of people mum had helped in the past years. Her belief is to reach out to kids of dysfunct families as they are more susceptible to becoming bad.

Mum struggled on to stay awake to see her eldest child who had rushed back from Sri Lanka. After that, mum started to drift in and out, seeming to be falling asleep...and then opening her eyes wide to look at those of us around her. This went on for hours until she gradually closed her eyes, and eventually breathed her last around noon, peacefully.

Being present and witnessing a life slowly slipping away is very difficult...and painful. But thank God there was enough time for the family, relatives, friends and past students to come and visit her the last time, especially for the family to stay beside her bed and accompany her in the last hours. Somehow, I know that we will meet again...somehow...for God is an ever loving God...who will even take care of the sparrows on earth...what more for a soul who has sought to help others in need...