Family Tradition Lives On
My grandfather was a devoted Catholic, a regular church-goer, a kind man but sometimes hot-tempered one. He used to plan a yearly Novena for his devotion to the Holy Cross at the same time a feast and gathering for the family. When he passed away the annual activity had to stop too for no one in the family could provide time and take responsibility of the expenses to continue the Novena and get-together. I wanted to do it but I was financially incapable, too young, unemployed and I need to finish my degree that time. The only thing I was able was to promise that when the right time comes I will continue what he’d started.
On his 16 death anniversary, I think that the long-awaited time has come and it’s only right to fulfill my promise. I know it took me so long to realize it but I know too that he’d understand me, and God knows how I am dreaming and planning of implementing the event even I’m away from home. I asked my mom over the phone if she could help me organize the daily Novena at home as well as the party when the Ten Days of Prayer conclude. Invite all the relatives who used to pray with us and visit us for the devotion and carry on the family tradition. So blessed that my mom is more than willing to do the task. She even cried when I offered to finance the activity for she’s been thinking about it too however she is financially incapable of doing it. She’s just glad that one of her children cared about the tradition that my grandfather left to us.
I remember when I was a kid, my grandparents and their friends pray in ten days. My relatives from distant provinces would come and celebrate too. On the last day, a big feast will be held where neighbors, relatives, and friends join together in a holy mass in our small and old chapel, then food and drinks were offered after the prayer. They can sing or dance with live band played by some talented friends of my grandpa. Yes, I still have vivid recollections of my grandparents dancing to Tango and Cha-cha among their friends who brought their bass, ukulele and guitars. It was a joy watching them with genuine laughter and happy faces and I treasure those memories. I want my daughter to experience the same joy of having a happy and prayerful family so I want to bring it back and see my relatives and neighbors pray, sing, dance and eat together again.
Today is the first day of the Nine Days of Prayer to the Holy Cross. The prayer culminates on the 20th of July and I am so looking forward to see my folks gather once again after a very long time.
I am very thankful that God bless me so much determination, sound mind and body so that I can carry on what my late grandfather had started.
Lord, when I look for a companion and support in my plans, you are always there, guiding my every decision. You help me make some things to happen – this plan to happen. Thank you for everything and being everything to me. Amen.
I never thought I’d be able to stretch my patience to one year of posting photos, writing casual thoughts, ramblings, whining, quoting quotes, commenting and liking. I was full of determination though when I started Beats of Pieces. However, there was something at the back of my mind telling me that this blog would die after few months as ideas in my head usually run dry. But once I sit at my computer, it’s like auto mode log in WordPress. Until I didn’t realize the calendar’s revealing new dates and hey, it’s its one year blogsarry today! Continue reading “One Year Old!”
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
– Marcel Proust