Exactly seven days have passed when Ka Erdy has been laid to his resting place yet, I still feel sad thinking that our “tatay” is gone. Last night, I was watching the special tribute to him and I again wept.
I am so thankful to him for taking time out speaking with my dad and giving him God’s words about family and marriage.
Dad accepted that his marriage to my mom was over and chose to raise us alone. He did not seek annulment nor look for another woman he could live with.
A very noble person he is.
Although my heart is broken due to his passing, my faith will never be shaken.

I was born and raised Iglesia ni Cristo. Yes, for some time, I went astray but when I had the chance to go back and join the flock I tried my hardest not to be lost again. I held onto my fight so tight.
My life has been in limbo ever since and it was never a walk in the park but I do not consider it as failure. I maybe lacking the wealth this world could offer but this does not make me less of a person. My wealth is my faith and I shall not falter.
Even now that I am dealing with serious health condition, I gather my strength from Almighty God.
I have been in my strongest of faith because of the perseverance of Bro. Erano “Erdy” Manalo . On low key, and not jumping into any publicity, he has led the church and kept united in faith.
Ka Erdy has been constantly preaching that God has prepared a place for his chosen ones and that all the hardships and sufferings that His children are experiencing here on earth will vanish and He shall wipe the tears in our eyes come judgement day. That this earth is not our home but merely a road that we travel on on our way to His kingdom.
Now that Ka Erdy is gone, I am in deep sorrow, the whole church is mourning but we know that our battle does not end here. We have to carry on…bear each cross until we reach the end of the journey. Either until our death on earth or the second coming of our Lord Jesus.