That We May Live
I couldn’t walk. Bembem, Dodoy, Dexter, Aling Doria and Mang Joven had to carry my heavy body down the GK site where we were about to build their homes. I was handed a roller which I dipped in a bucket of peach paint. Mang Joven spoke like a sage while taking a deept sigh: “Sa bawat hagod mo ay isa nang hininga para sa amin.” [“Every paint stroke of yours is a breathe for us.”] That hit me to the core. It dawned on me how a single minute gesture can affect a fellow man. I pray I could do billions of paint strokes while I live. That moment inspired me to paint these kids carrying the body of Jesus down the tomb. So much pain, yes; but gazing heavenwards with gratitude in their eyes. “Salamat Diyos, nakapaling namin Siya, kaibigang tunay na nagbuwis para sa amin.” [“Thank you Lord, we spent time with Him, He was a true friend who offered his life for us.”] That we may live.