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a prayer for you.

i couldn't believe my eyes when i saw the instant messages sent by the batchmate. it was 1.11am i remember. i had a long day. and it was all too sudden. we did not know the severity of the situation, and neither did we know that there you are, struggling.

reality struck me once more when i reached home today. a simple question of "where's Mom?" brought the world down on me. Mom was out visiting her friend's son, and yes, that's you.

i can still remember how we discovered this beautiful coincidence. how you were that instructor that i never dared to talk to during those Saturdays. how you were always scolding us, and moulding us. how you were always up there, as though you were in a different realm from me. until that housewarming party. when Mom opened your room door. and the room filled with the other instructors alongside you beheld me. and how you stared at me with those eyes.

from an instructor to a friend. for all these years.

we never talked much, because deep down in my heart, a fear of you still lingers around. it's a form of respect that i've always given you.

and i never expected that this fear has transmuted. to a fear of harsh reality. to a fear of loss. to a painful fear.

dear Father Lord,
today, as i get down on my knees to pray, Lord, i'm praying on the behalf of the others who are with him and holding on with him. Lord, i just want to thank You for seeing him through thus far, and for the strength You've given in him to hang on. Lord, i pray that You will continue to lead him and to guide him, and to let him know that he must hang on for the people around him, and more importantly, for himself. he has always been a fighter. a brave one. one who never fails to protect us from the ones with bad intentions. and i pray for You to bring his fighting spirit before him, and that he will fight his way through and gain victory. Lord, i pray that he will get out of the critical condition soon, and that he will wake up. because we are all waiting for him, Lord. and there are things that he is waiting for. Lord, i pray for him to emerge victorious. i pray for his healing. i pray for his awakening. and i pray for his well-being. and Father Lord, i thank you.
in Jesus' name i pray, Amen.



"and by His stripes, we are healed."
- Isaiah 53:5


and you will be healed. and i'll keep you in prayer.
i feel a little scared. but i have faith in your recovery.

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