Heart attack at church

Oh gosh! I was almost late for mass at the Rosary.

"Is there any single seat at the front you think?"
'Oh of course, you can just walk up to the front.'

Walking down the isle, there was an empty single seat on my left. I sat down without delay. After my prayers, I started to look around. Why is that face so freakingly familiar? It was Efung's face. There was his birthmark, the position of his pimples, even the way he sighed, it was so Efung. My heart pounded heavily as I honestly did not know how to react if we actually saw each other face to face. I couldn't be focus at the mass. All I can remember from the Homily was the halo Father talked about. Make your halo Shine!

I prayed so hard to God, "Lord, I know now there's 30% chance that he's Efung, 70% chance that he's not. Please make him not to be Efung." The moment of truth came when we sent greetings and peace to each other. He turned, and I was completely relieved.

Afterwards, I kinda laughed at myself. Why did I suffer from a heartattack right there? Probably I still did not know how to get along with him without thinking of what happened. Then I thought of his mother, Bianca. It was a really long time since we last talked. Found her on FB, as well as Patrick, her younger son.

This is the moment when God show me his power once again. Patrick described himself with words like soul destruction and how God help him and love him. Five years ago when Efung and I went for different ways, I would never imagine Patrick would ever write anything like that. His conversion is another marvelous piece of work of God. How can YOU be so powerful?? I surrender to you.

At that moment, I desperately wanted to call Bianca up and congratulated her. Her suffering was all worth-it when the result turned out to be a conversion. I so wanted to give her a big hug. I am sooooo happy for her and her family.