Light at the end of the tunnel.  We have been hearing this a lot lately, haven’t we?  After hunkering down in our private spaces, we can now look ahead to the time when we can meet our friends and loved ones and go to church again.  Yes, there will come a time in which we […]...

We thank God that Oom Peter, Santy’s father, has been discharged from the hospital and is now at home, resting.  We also thank God for a simple fact that due to his condition, he is not well-oriented to time and place, and sometimes even people.  Consequently, he did not even know that h...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER Last Friday, after taking a few bites of a piece of bread, Oom Peter, Santy’s father, choked.  In just a few seconds he turned blue, and his eyes rolled over.  Thank God, Santy was there.  Right away she turned him to the side and began hitting his back till ...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER Last week I was at Rose Hills, this week I was back there again to attend our brother Darma’s funeral service.  Knowing him and hearing about him from those who knew him closely, I can sum up his life in one word, “full.”  Darma had lived life to its fullest.&...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER Last Thursday Tante Yuni’s ashes were scattered on a serene and beautiful lawn at Rose Hills and yesterday, I met with her son and family at the site to hold a simple funeral service.  There was no musical instrument just human voices and a brief message from the Bible...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER We do not know what awaits us tomorrow.  Harold Russel was a healthy young man when he joined the Army. One day during training, he had an accident that caused him his hands.  Both hands were gone leaving only stumps at the ends of his arms.  He got really disc...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER Last Friday Tante Lydia underwent a medical procedure to remove fluid from her lungs.  By the grace of God, it went well and now she does not only breathe better, she also eats better.  We can only thank God for giving her the strength that she needed and for blessi...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER On my birthday last year, our daughter made her three children bring me presents.  From the youngest one, I received a bookmark, made just for me.  It contains no picture, no written notes, only ink scratches. But to this day I have kept it; and every time I look at...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER Yesterday in the wee morning hour our brother Darma moved to his new home in heaven.  Jesus Our Savior came and took him to His eternal and glorious dwelling where there is no more sickness and sorrow.  Darma fought a good fight and he finished well.  Despite h...

THE SHEPHERD’S CORNER Nothing is permanent, and that includes memory.  Last week when I listed the names of our brothers and sisters who have gone home to be with the Lord, I tried hard to remember all; I did not wish to miss any.  Unfortunately, I still missed, not one but at least eigh...