I don't know what I am feeling right now but I am missing my parents a lot. Maybe homesickness is coming in right now. The last time we talked was Christmas via Skype. I miss my Tatay. I remember when I was little, the most memorable time we had was when our motorcycle ran out of gasoline and we had to walk home from the mountain side of Janiuay to our town in Cabatuan. The memory never left my mind and heart. It was late afternoon and me and my tatay were walking along the road down to Cabatuan. I remember very vividly that the sun was about to set when we were walking. I think I was around 6, 7, or 8 years old that time. I got tired after some time and I will never forget how my dad endured the long walk while carrying me on his shoulders. There I was in his strong and safe arms. We were able to come home very dark already. My mom and my siblings were waiting for us. My Tatay, I miss you so much. He was a young father then. He was the senior Pastor of Cabatuan Baptist Church. All of us were made and born there. That's why Cabatuan is such a special place in my heart. It'll always be home for me.
As I grew up into a teenager, things started to changed. My dad transferred to the city and we all did somehow, and the pressure and stress got into our family life. There was a point in my life where I was a total rebel against my parents. I was young then and didn't understand life and its' pressures, being new in the city and all the stuff that comes along with being a Minister's Kid. For me then , life was a total chaos.
As I look back in my life, I have come to understand my Dad. Life was not easy to him either. He has been in the ministry for almost...I could not count the years. I describe my Tatay as " A Man After God's Own Heart." I could say he loves God more than me, more than us as his family...which I didn't understand before, but now looking back in the life that he lived, I become speechless. Now, I understand his commitment to Jesus Christ. How most of the time in his life, he chose God over us. I am thankful to my husband because he made me realize a lot of things about parents. Because of him, I had come into terms with my Tatay. I could openly say I love him. Before, those words were strange to say to my parents but because of the influence of my husband, I had said those words every time I talked to him over the phone even when we were in the Philippines. And to my Nanay too.
My parents, they are the most wonderful people in my life. They are my heroes. They are Heroes of Faith. I haven't seen anyone with much zealousness in their commitment to Jesus Christ, let me add the word, " unfading zealousness" to the mission God has called them. To my Nanay and Tatay, I love you so much and you will always be in my heart. Thank you so much for everything you have done in our lives. To God be the glory.
As I grew up into a teenager, things started to changed. My dad transferred to the city and we all did somehow, and the pressure and stress got into our family life. There was a point in my life where I was a total rebel against my parents. I was young then and didn't understand life and its' pressures, being new in the city and all the stuff that comes along with being a Minister's Kid. For me then , life was a total chaos.
As I look back in my life, I have come to understand my Dad. Life was not easy to him either. He has been in the ministry for almost...I could not count the years. I describe my Tatay as " A Man After God's Own Heart." I could say he loves God more than me, more than us as his family...which I didn't understand before, but now looking back in the life that he lived, I become speechless. Now, I understand his commitment to Jesus Christ. How most of the time in his life, he chose God over us. I am thankful to my husband because he made me realize a lot of things about parents. Because of him, I had come into terms with my Tatay. I could openly say I love him. Before, those words were strange to say to my parents but because of the influence of my husband, I had said those words every time I talked to him over the phone even when we were in the Philippines. And to my Nanay too.
My parents, they are the most wonderful people in my life. They are my heroes. They are Heroes of Faith. I haven't seen anyone with much zealousness in their commitment to Jesus Christ, let me add the word, " unfading zealousness" to the mission God has called them. To my Nanay and Tatay, I love you so much and you will always be in my heart. Thank you so much for everything you have done in our lives. To God be the glory.
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