Wednesday, September 15, 2010
The Answer to Prayers.
"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks, receives and the one who seeks, finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened. Which one of you would hand his son a stone when he asks for a loaf of bread, or a snake when he asks for a fish? If you then, who are wicked, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good things to those who ask Him." (Matthew 7:7-11)
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i had my finger around its smooth surface as i examined the teals and the aquamarines inside it. the transparent glass vial showed me perfectly what it contained, moving around while i rubbed my hands around it. i took off its cylindrical plastic cap, and looked it up against the light to see through its translucency.
it was there that we kept the remains, mere memoirs of what seemed to be a life so different to what i have now.
it was on his cremation that, upon waiting for his ashes to be inurned, we were called to the cremation room for a brief, but apparently rare talk. you see, when people are cremated, it was rare to see certain colors on bones after the body was burnt to ashes. it was these teals and aquamarines that some thought were lucky (according to the person we talked to, it was a chinese belief).
dad didn't want to be kept in a locker for eternity, he wanted us to keep him with us at home. not everyone was keen on the idea, but we'd like to think he saw to it that we kept a part of him with us.
it was there that we kept the remains, mere memoirs of what seemed to be a life so different to what i have now.
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i never really read the bible, except for when i was looking for a conveniently nice quote i could put on my research, or when i was so interested on reading the revelations. near the glass vial was a bible, mom might've been doing some reading before going to sleep.
i looked at it, the leather wrapping what could be plagiarism at its best, picked a random slit through it's many pages and opened it, closed my eyes, and ran through the page with both my pointing fingers on either page. stopped at a random spot, and chose to look at where my right finger ended and found me reading the verse i posted above.
i guess there's no point in not asking now, since He literally told me what to do.
P.S.
i still doubt you exist.
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