I will be still.. know you are God
This sunday is mother's day. It's supposed to be a happy occasion that we normally celebrate. But in relation to my previous post, you would all know I am with a heavy heart, I mean "we are"(our family). We are facing one of the toughest trials we've encountered as a family. Our "Mama'leng" is currently in pain and suffering from illness that we never thought would be this critical. She's turning 80 this August. The last time I remembered talking to her that we should celebrate her 80th and we (grandchildren abroad) should come home so that we can have a reunion. I hope the Lord permits.
I grew up in a very "close-family" environment. We know our family members I guess until the third degree or our moms and pops's 4th degree relatives. Regardless of where my grandma and grandpa lives (when he was still alive) we never fail to visit them. Mama'y leng or Mi'leng is what we call our grandmother. She loves to rant, and talk and call us by that very unique "pssst-whistle"combination, I don't know how to call it but I think only Mama leng can do it. Although I didn't grew up with her, we know how caring she is. When we visit she prepares something even just a little food for us to enjoy. I don't know if they realize it but she loves her children. While growing up I have witnessed that. When one of her sons or daughters needs assistance, be it financial, emotional advise, or anything goes she would definitely extend her helping hand in her own way. I guess when one of her sons and daughters says " Ma alam nio kelangan ko... " "Ma si ano ganito ganyan nanaman..." "Ma me problema kami sa..." she gets easily bothered and that's where she starts to work her way to help out. She will do a call brigade.. I know. Most of the time I answer the call from her. All of these she does out of love.
She had some flaws and weaknesses.. who doesn't? But that doesn't make her less of a mother and a grandmother to us. When our grandfather suffered stroke that paralyzed half of his body we've seen how with every patience left of her...she took care of our him with all the strength that she had. That was really something. I didn't live with her but I've experience her caring attitude when we visit Buting and when my mom and dad were both working abroad. She wakes up early prepares our food and our uniform and everything, just like what my mom does. I guess my mother got that from her. It runs in the blood. She's a rare, fine and valuable mother, just like a precious pearl.
Right now, we are all keeping our faith to Him. We are literally begging our Lord to grant a few more years to our beloved mama leng. I know she's old and her immune system is weak, who would be the best person to heal her but the one person who created her? That is why we keep on asking Lord to make her well, give her amful time to enjoy a more time with her family. We still need her. We know that with God all things are possible, and prayers can move mountain. It all boils down to the Lord's decision for her life. We are praying for His permissive will. Hoping for the Lord's grace.
Mama leng Aja Aja! Fighting!
I grew up in a very "close-family" environment. We know our family members I guess until the third degree or our moms and pops's 4th degree relatives. Regardless of where my grandma and grandpa lives (when he was still alive) we never fail to visit them. Mama'y leng or Mi'leng is what we call our grandmother. She loves to rant, and talk and call us by that very unique "pssst-whistle"combination, I don't know how to call it but I think only Mama leng can do it. Although I didn't grew up with her, we know how caring she is. When we visit she prepares something even just a little food for us to enjoy. I don't know if they realize it but she loves her children. While growing up I have witnessed that. When one of her sons or daughters needs assistance, be it financial, emotional advise, or anything goes she would definitely extend her helping hand in her own way. I guess when one of her sons and daughters says " Ma alam nio kelangan ko... " "Ma si ano ganito ganyan nanaman..." "Ma me problema kami sa..." she gets easily bothered and that's where she starts to work her way to help out. She will do a call brigade.. I know. Most of the time I answer the call from her. All of these she does out of love.
She had some flaws and weaknesses.. who doesn't? But that doesn't make her less of a mother and a grandmother to us. When our grandfather suffered stroke that paralyzed half of his body we've seen how with every patience left of her...she took care of our him with all the strength that she had. That was really something. I didn't live with her but I've experience her caring attitude when we visit Buting and when my mom and dad were both working abroad. She wakes up early prepares our food and our uniform and everything, just like what my mom does. I guess my mother got that from her. It runs in the blood. She's a rare, fine and valuable mother, just like a precious pearl.
Right now, we are all keeping our faith to Him. We are literally begging our Lord to grant a few more years to our beloved mama leng. I know she's old and her immune system is weak, who would be the best person to heal her but the one person who created her? That is why we keep on asking Lord to make her well, give her amful time to enjoy a more time with her family. We still need her. We know that with God all things are possible, and prayers can move mountain. It all boils down to the Lord's decision for her life. We are praying for His permissive will. Hoping for the Lord's grace.
Mama leng Aja Aja! Fighting!
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