All posts tagged: Daughter

Goodbye, Papa!

  I grew up always anticipating your coming home. I almost never saw you, never really got to be with you when I was a child. Nevertheless, I have fond memories of you the few times we were together, and some of them were among my many firsts. I remember the first time we went to Jollibee together. You were driving a dark blue Mercedes Benz–one of the perks of your job, I guess–that looked incredibly long and big to me at that time, and you allowed me to sit in the front, which was a first time too. I was quiet, but couldn’t sit still. I kept looking all around me, wondering if the view from the front would be different if I were seated at the back. When we reached Jollibee, however, I was disappointed that we did not go inside the store. I didn’t realize that I was in for a big treat – burgers could be bought from a small window without having to leave the car, not to mention we …

Little Z shares Jesus to others

This afternoon, my preschooler Little Z went home excited to tell me how she shared Jesus to her classmates. She said two of them were fighting again, so she told them to make peace and say ‘sorry’ to each other. After telling them about Jesus, she said the little girl was so afraid that Jesus won’t forgive her. To further assure her that Jesus would, my Little Z said she drew a cross for her. After hearing all this, I swelled with both pride and shame. Pride, knowing that my child is on the right track. Heck, that’s a six-year old girl carrying out The Great Commission! And she happens to be my daughter. Shame because a six-year old child has been trying faithfully to carry out The Great Commission ever since her Sunday School teachers gave their class the assignment to “share Jesus to others”, whereas I, who happens to be her mom, has not seriously done that for years! I was so moved by my daughter’s story that I was speechless. All I could do was go …

Charity in my child’s eyes

“Charity is giving away the things we don’t need to the people who need them… It means helping mom take care of my younger sister and doing house chores… Charity is about loving God and showing love to others.” These were some of the lines that I remember reading from my daughter’s entry to their school’s essay writing contest this afternoon. All along, I thought that she would only be joining the drawing contest although she told me that she wished she could be part of the writing contest as well. I assured her that there would be a time that she would become part of that too, before I meticulously prepared the materials she would need like crayons, new and freshly sharpened pencils, sharpener, and kneaded eraser for the drawing contest this morning. And as I bade her goodbye, I remember telling her this: Enjoy the contest, baby. God bless you! In the afternoon, I decided to come to her school  to see her drawing since parents were not invited to watch their children …