An elderly poor woman living alone in a village. With the generosity of another widow who extended help as to accompany the old woman. But it so happen that the widow's daughter got sick and she has to nurse her in her own place, so she has to leave the old woman. Perhaps because of Holy Spirit's movement that I have a deep urgency to visit the woman, and I arrived the place I found out that the woman during Holy Wednesday was alone. I am touched to accompany her from Wednesday up o Black Saturday. My usual activities during Holy Week is to attend church services, but I forgo it, for the sake of the old women whom I see the presence of the lonely Jesus in her. That very experience was sharing of the mission of Jesus to be with the poor, abandon, outcast. I celebrated Holy week with the passion, agony of the old women and feel the loving presence of Jesus in our midst.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Love is the core of the missiion.
Twenty years ago I was contemplating of giving a service to the poor and elderly. And it was gradually realized. It started with my mother who was ill for 3 years and finally passed away. Then, twelve years after, I accompany my aged father who died at almost 90 years old. And now I am making another apostolate to an elderly, who happens to be my step-mother.
Yesterday, I visited my step-mother. It is a regular visit that I am doing almost every weekend Because my step-mother was alone at that day, I have to stay with her overnight. As went to bed I pause a moment of reflection looking of where I am now and the reason of all my activities, from home to work, to church involvement and visiting and looking to what is happening to my step-mother. I came to reflect that this courage, strength is not only of myself but comes from God. Though I was tired on that very night, but I vividly feel and understand the unconditional love of God to me. I see this undertakings as my mission and the core of this mission is Love It is love that motivates me give and serve to this poor elderly woman .
Yesterday, I visited my step-mother. It is a regular visit that I am doing almost every weekend Because my step-mother was alone at that day, I have to stay with her overnight. As went to bed I pause a moment of reflection looking of where I am now and the reason of all my activities, from home to work, to church involvement and visiting and looking to what is happening to my step-mother. I came to reflect that this courage, strength is not only of myself but comes from God. Though I was tired on that very night, but I vividly feel and understand the unconditional love of God to me. I see this undertakings as my mission and the core of this mission is Love It is love that motivates me give and serve to this poor elderly woman .
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