I attended a bible sharing among a group of 10 men in our company. It was a simple 1-hour guided learning and sharing about a theme. During the sharing, one of the attendees broke down during the sharing. “J” was a first-timer in the group, just like I. He had lost his infant kambal a few weeks ago. J and his wife could not comprehend this twist in fate.
Neither could I nor anybody in the group. I just shared with him the struggle I went through. For two years I tried so hard to understand with my mind and my heart my twist in fate. But when I finally went beyond the need to understand, that was when the healing started and I began to truly acknowledge the many blessings I had instead of dwell in the pain of my loss.
Let go, and let God
Remember the bible verse? “Trust not in your own understanding…”
God has a purpose in all this. Look forward to the blessings amidst the seeming tragedies.
A gem in the rubble
The same day, I went to the nearby little mall. I dropped by a bookstore and found a book for myself. It was entitled “Triumphs of the Heart”. It’s a compilation of stories of ordinary (extra-ordinary, really!) people overcoming extreme adversity and creating success for themselves! It’s a great read, very inspirational! A gem!
While I was reading first few stories, I knew very clearly a higher purpose for buying that book. That book was meant to be passed on to J who had lost his kambal.
Make everybody a suspect. A suspect of goodness.
I hadn’t met J until just the previous day. And I knew I wanted to give the book anonymously. My teammate was wondering why and suggested: “Give credit to the person (Edwin) doing the good deed.”
I explained: “I want everybody to be a suspect of goodness.”
I placed the book on J’s desk. I put a note on it saying:
In His time, you will triumph!
Look forward to that time!
A few hours later, the whole group of 10 men received an email from J who exclaimed: “Sa nagbigay ng libro, maraming salamat!”
Everybody was a suspect of goodness. Wasn’t that nice?
Later that day, J found out the book came from me. He thanked me via email. He thanked me again from his driver’s seat in his car while I was crossing the street in front of his car.
Was it coincidence that our paths met the day before and again that afternoon on that street?
There are no coincidences. There is purpose for everything.