One word: Nakakaloko.
I was very excited about the opening of online registration for the 20th SFC ICON. I was busy monitoring stuff when the news broke off. At first I didn't want to believe. But it has been confirmed. Matthew's gone.
This morning, during the Intimacy Weekend PFO walk through, I received messages asking for prayers for Matthew who was, at that time, unstable. He was brought to the hospital along with his other classmates who were hit by huge waves in Boracay. They were there for a field trip, their last I suppose, because if I'm not mistaken, most, if not all of them, are graduating from college (Matthew is taking up HRM at Arellano University).
When I learned about his death this evening, I really didn't know what to say. I didn't and still don't know how to console his grieving family (he is the only son, his sister is also a member of the community and was once part of my lower household). I could hardly believe he's already gone.
But that's the bitter reality that we have to accept. It's just a reminder to us (to me personally) that life on earth is indeed short, and there's no other way to live than to live it to the fullest. Because we'll never know how many tomorrows we're still going to wake up to.
Cherish every second. Treasure every minute. Live every moment. Waste no time. Waste no opportunity. Breathe, and simply live.
Matthew, you may be gone (too soon), but you will always be remembered in our hearts and in our minds. Thank you for the gift of your life. Surely, you will remain an inspiration. Rest well, brother. Have a safe journey back to the Father. I'm sure He has prepared the best for you. We bid you farewell in full confidence that God is already waiting to welcome you in His eternal kingdom.
Thank you, Matthew! We love you! ♥
|Gone but not forgotten, Rain!|
|Indeed there's more to life than what we know, think, and feel. Enjoy eternal life, brother!|