it's been a semester.

my dad's home!

he'd been in the hospital for a semester, and i'm hoping he wouldn't have to go back the next semester. wow. whoever said miracles don't happen? my dad's home... i'm still a bit ecstatic about it. i missed him a lot. i remember during those nights when i get frustrated with schoolwork, i'd look around the house, and feel more depressed with how gloomy it looked without my mom and dad around. oh but they're home! and there's just so many people to be thankful for...

doctors, nurses, aids, family, classmates, friends, more friends, much much more friends, and of course your prayers.

The Lord said, when praying, one must be persistent and humble. i know we did... i prayed for my dad's life, and He did give him life. And it wasn't just the life he's breathing right now, but a life for his soul to breathe. Much has changed in my dad, and i could never have imagined him being this spiritual. He acts much like a child now, like one of the children of God. And though his body shows how much he aged for the past months, his eyes show otherwise, much more his outlook in life. His health may have withered, but his spiritual life progressed that sometimes i can't help but feel so much of God's presence in him. and with a spiritual life to hold on, he would have to struggle more to keep his interior life.

I'm still so proud of my dad. after having gone through so much pain and struggle in the hospital, after feeling like a pin cushion for the 5 injections a day, he would have to face much struggle with his spiritual life. the battle isn't over yet, instead it has just begun.

and i pray for the soul of his liver donor...how one fateful accident, turned out to be God's saving grace for my dad.


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