I Just Met My Brother

my bro and his family having fun awaiting their own broadcast on "pretend" tv show

I heard our garage door barely opening when my son and I raced and unlocked the door that led to it. I hugged my brother, his wife and his daughter. It felt good to see them again after almost 5 years. And hoped that our reunion was for healing. An appointment written by His scarred Hands in His calendar. It was an unexpected visit from them. It was hard to not know where to start as soon as he called me to let me know that they were boarding the plane from their country of origin and was on their way to our country.

Memories flooded my mind. Of those hurtful accusations he felt against me from our last get-together. But he would never understand no matter how hard I tried to explain. Because the battle we got into was not of physical. It was of unknown domain. The spiritual…

Few days of him hinting that they would want to visit us somehow increased the excitement in my heart. But it was also paired with uncertainties of what was left over from our time together.

I had asked for prayers from you, my friends. And I thank you for doing so. The Lord had been gracious and had blessed me and my brother beyond what we could imagine. Their stay of total of 2 weeks might seem short but it didn’t take that long to know and truly feel the true love we had for each other as a family. Both of us had migrated to foreign lands back in the 80’s and it was only on a few occasions where we were able to convene but not enough to know much about each other’s lives. Soon enough, we had gotten married and the busier we all got.

We shared many fun times we both recalled. There was no mentioning of the past hurt. Day to day, we looked forward to what God had in store for us. The fun of visiting places together. The good company of having meals together. But we both felt and knew. It was beyond that. God had blessed us and our families His healing. His love. His protection. And the wonderful times of getting to know each other on a deeper level. The kind that would remind us that no matter how many oceans divided us, our love had grown deeper knowing we belonged to what our parents had groomed and nurtured for us to follow. And that was for us to always be together. Not divided. For us to love each other, not hate.

“Come anytime…We’re just here…” I reminded them as we said our “goodbye’s” again. And this time, the tears flowed. Warm and sincere. But able to bring out the love kept imprisoned by the walls in our hearts.  And now…with the walls fallen, kept flowing again. The car that my husband drove to bring them to the airport had long been gone. I felt such emptiness. I missed them right away. But I had the comfort at the same time. I felt like I just met my brother again. But I wasn’t sure if I was also seeing my father. He was like my father’s image in mostly everything that I had not seen before. The way he joked around. The way he loved to give. The way he thought about everyone else before him. 

He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? - Romans 8:32

Ahhhh….But even if....Whatever circumstances...God is good…He is truly the God of healing. The God of compassion. The God of mercy.
The God of love…

(On another note, I also received bad news regarding my case at work. I would not elaborate at this time but if I may request for your prayers for the Lord to provide me with the counsel He approves of. I know He is in control, no matter what happens…Thank You friends and God bless…)
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The Attacker (5/15/09)

The sun was just peeking from the Eastern skies. Ephesians 6:12 [37 kb]

Out in the prison’s yard, some huge Sheriff’s buses were illuminated by the soft glow coming from the lights all over from the tall lamp posts. Their engines were turned on, warming up, before the buses would take the inmates to the different courts where they would have their trials.

Orange-uniformed men were lined up in pairs, joined together with handcuffs and chained, forming a long line. They already had their breakfast and had their morning medications prior to going to courts. Some were fidgeting, as they waited to board those buses.

All of a sudden, all hell broke loose! Two men were engaged in a fight, using weapons they made secretly for a while. Deputies called for help on the radio, both for custody back-up and medical staff, as well.

When the air was cleared and the other inmates were secured, one man was down on the floor. He sustained multiple gashes but two of them were deep. One cut was vertically etched from his left ear going down to the jaw line. The other dangerous cut was horizontal on his left neck, close to the jugular vein. Pool of blood dripped all over the floor. Holding his bleeding neck, he was pointing at the other inmate few feet away, being guarded by the other deputies.

The other man being accused was not hurt. There were no lacerations nor any other signs of trauma. He was obviously very agitated as he was being questioned by those deputies, while the medical staff started treating the other man on the floor. They cleaned the wounds and controlled the bleeding. That man was sent to the nearby hospital.

When the investigation was finalized, it turned out to be that the “downed man who was accusing the other inmate” was the attacker and the other one who didn’t have injury was the one attacked. The deputies found out that it was the second attempt to attack the unhurt man. Both attacks on him failed. He was well-prepared after the first attempt on him, that when the second attempt was done, he was able to defend himself and ended up injuring his attacker severely.

[Source: NLT Bible ]:

We also have an “accuser of the brethren.” Satan and his army of demons are the enemies of God and of everything good.

“Because God’s children are human beings – made of flesh and blood – Jesus also became flesh and blood by being born in human form. For only as a human being could he die, and only by dying could he break the power of the Devil, who had the power of death.” –Hebrews 2:14

Because of what Jesus had done [dying on the cross], we, who live in constant fear of death shouldn’t be afraid anymore. Jesus had freed us from that fear so we can live for Him. When we belong to God, we know that death is only the portal that leads into “eternal life”. [“Thank You Lord!].

Paul warned us, too that we also battle against the evil forces of Satan, who is a vicious fighter. But to be able to withstand their attacks, we must depend on God’s strength and use every piece of His armor. We face an army whose goal is to defeat Christ’s church. When we believe in Christ, they become our enemies. They will try any device to turn us away from the Lord.

Fear not! For God has provided His supernatural power to defeat Satan and his army, through His Holy Spirit within us. So, arm yourselves with God’s armor.

Let us be strong in the Lord's mighty power. Let's put on His whole armor to resist the enemy's attacks: put on the sturdy belt of truth and the body armor of God's righteousness. For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News, so that we are well-prepared. We will need faith in every battle as our shield to stop the fiery arrows aimed by Satan and his army. Let us put on salvation as our helmet, not forgetting the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. Let's pray at all times, on every occasion in the power of the Holy Spirit. We must stay alert and be persistent in our prayers for all Christians everywhere. [Ephesians 6:10-18].