.."Let Me Takeover"..

She deteriorated so fast after she'd been admitted for 2 days. The doctor said she acquired the infection from the hospital that anytime from now, she will be connected to ventilator to help her breathe. The day we feared came to close when she succumbed to respiratory distress. Tears keep flowing from my eyes as I do ambubagging to keep her breathing while the machine is being set-up. I forgot where God was that time, though it had been my habit to pass by the hospital's chapel before going to my area. And in my own lose grip of faith, a colleague approached me and said, "let me takeover". I suddenly recognized where God was. He is on duty, too, to save my patient, my grandmother. 

"Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died", Martha said to Jesus. This could have been my family's aphorism on that Good Friday 20 years' back when we lost my father to murder. "Lord, if you had been here".... How many of us would want to utter these words? When a newly wed lost her beloved husband to aneurysm? Or a couple who's been into years of trying to have a baby and lost it to Ectopic pregnancy? Or the hundreds and thousands who died in the super typhoon Yolanda? "Lord, if you had been here"..

I never had any experience of rain pouring on Good Friday. It's always usually hot and humid you can wring your handkerchief. Figuratively, the air is heavy it must've connive with the feeling of losing someone. And that someone is no ordinary. He is His One and Only. What could have the Father felt? It's the same with you and me. Anguish. Bone-searing. Debilitating pain. 

But what is ours that does not belong to God? What can we give up that did not come from Him? What could we surrender that He hadn't given?

Nothing. 

No one. 

I may not know everyone of you, nor I have the least of idea what are the many "crosses" you are carrying. Sometimes, it feels like the weight on our shoulders are too much to bear. It's ok to stumble. It's even alright to cry. For even Jesus fell thrice. Even Jesus wept. He even cried out loud in the cross, "Father, Father, why have You forsaken me?".

I pray for your courage, I pray for your strength, I pray for Simone of Cyrene to aid with you in carrying your cross, I pray for patience to endure your Good Friday, and most of all, I pray for a clear visage as you look forward to your Easter Sunday. 

Let God takeover.

"I'll make all things new" ~Jesus