Talk About Trust and Faith
Talk About Trust And Faith
In this journey of life, challenges are dealt like cards for each one of us. It’s up to us how we’ll gamble for it, win for it.
“Nallie, this is your Aunt Jelly. Jerro was caught in an accident and he was rushed to Medical City. He’s critical.” My phone fell as I felt numb about what I heard. I swiftly drove to Medical City with tears streaming down my face. When I arrived, I hurriedly went to the Emergency Room and there, I saw Uncle Ford and Aunt Jelly holding each other’s hand, silently crying and praying. I approached them and asked how’s Jerro. But she told me that they didn’t know because the doctor hasn’t came out yet. I sonorously whispered that “I wish all of these is just a nightmare. A terrifying nightmare.” To alleviate the misery, she squeezed my hand and told me, “Everything will be perfectly fine. Jerro is a strong man. We’ll just continue praying for him, okay?” I nodded as a response. After a while, the doctor came out bearing a bad news. He said that Jerro is in a coma and might die eventually if his organs will fail to function normally again. That crushed me, bigtime. That prompted me to ran hastily to the MC Chapel. I was crying so hard while praying when a girl tapped me in the shoulders and handed me a hanky. Seconds passed, she sat down beside me and spoke. “You know what? When I was 9 years old, we consulted a doctor about my condition and he said that I’ll probably die on the following month. When I heard that, the thought of dying so young hit me. Instead of bathing in a river of tears, I prayed always and had my faith grew stronger. And now I’m 12 years old then tomorrow I’ll be a year older. Whatever the doctor said to you is somewhat, a test of faith. It doesn’t matter how good or how wicked you are down here. What matters to Him is that how sincere you are with your faith and trust. Just have a strong faith and don’t forget to trust Him because faith won’t work without trust. Bye unnie?” “Nathalie
In this journey of life, challenges are dealt like cards for each one of us. It’s up to us how we’ll gamble for it, win for it.
“Nallie, this is your Aunt Jelly. Jerro was caught in an accident and he was rushed to Medical City. He’s critical.” My phone fell as I felt numb about what I heard. I swiftly drove to Medical City with tears streaming down my face. When I arrived, I hurriedly went to the Emergency Room and there, I saw Uncle Ford and Aunt Jelly holding each other’s hand, silently crying and praying. I approached them and asked how’s Jerro. But she told me that they didn’t know because the doctor hasn’t came out yet. I sonorously whispered that “I wish all of these is just a nightmare. A terrifying nightmare.” To alleviate the misery, she squeezed my hand and told me, “Everything will be perfectly fine. Jerro is a strong man. We’ll just continue praying for him, okay?” I nodded as a response. After a while, the doctor came out bearing a bad news. He said that Jerro is in a coma and might die eventually if his organs will fail to function normally again. That crushed me, bigtime. That prompted me to ran hastily to the MC Chapel. I was crying so hard while praying when a girl tapped me in the shoulders and handed me a hanky. Seconds passed, she sat down beside me and spoke. “You know what? When I was 9 years old, we consulted a doctor about my condition and he said that I’ll probably die on the following month. When I heard that, the thought of dying so young hit me. Instead of bathing in a river of tears, I prayed always and had my faith grew stronger. And now I’m 12 years old then tomorrow I’ll be a year older. Whatever the doctor said to you is somewhat, a test of faith. It doesn’t matter how good or how wicked you are down here. What matters to Him is that how sincere you are with your faith and trust. Just have a strong faith and don’t forget to trust Him because faith won’t work without trust. Bye unnie?” “Nathalie