Dear brother,
It has been a pleasure knowing you for the past few months. I had enjoyed your company and am definitely sad to see you leave. Of all the time we had together, I appreciated the talk we had on the top of the hill late at night where we just shared our heart out. Yes, I was troubled. Perhaps you were wondering why...well, it wasn't very much about love or BGR....but rather, i was holding on to the hope that you would see God as I do.
There were many qns(s) that I could not give you an answer or explanation...the desperation I had for you to share about HIM to you was so strong but I just didn't know the right words to say. I hoped my life has been a testimony to you.
God has been wonderful. You were asking why did God create ppl who were born in unfortunate circumstances...and that its unfair...etc. My reply was that so that God can use ppl like us to reach out to them and help each other...we all have a purpose...perhaps my answer wasn't good enough, but brother, God has a purpose for everything. Sometimes we may not see the answer why...but all I know is that at the end of it, God's plan is always the best. He is the potter and we are the clay. Sometimes we go through hardship...so much problems....and we wonder why...but the process of becoming that final beautiful product isn't easy. Its painful but God is guiding us.
You shared with me about your friend who was so desperate to rush to church that when he crossed the road, he got into an accident and died. I'm so sorry for the loss, really. However, the reason why many of us rush to church...as if we were so desperate is because we can't wait to have another life changing experience together with God with our friends. Corporate worship. We enjoy worshipping our father up there and we truly love him.
Brother, i hope you'll come to know my father up there one day. I'm not sure if I've shared with you about my mum's testimony but I hope you'll allow me to. As a brother, a friend, I treasure you. I love you because God first loved you. He died on the cross for you and me and our families and friends.
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