Do you harbor some regrets in your life? I have a few and the passing of my dear cousin last Decemer triggered one of them. I should have previously dropped everything and rushed to the hospital when I could still talk and laugh with him. For days, I cried because I was thousand of miles away when he died and couldn’t visit his wake. I was so afraid that by the time I get back in the Phils, it would be too late.
But truly, God works in very mysterious ways. Gil’s burial was postponed and I was able to say my proper goodbye to him. His wife and sons were relieved to see me before he was laid to his final rest. We buried him on the very morning that I arrived. So grateful that our flight was not delayed and we touched down as scheduled.
To be continued . . .
