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    Just want to share this very touching story for us never to forget what really matters in this world not money. Fame, or position……….

    Thank you also for your gift of FRIENDSHIP!!!

    This is a very heart warming story I’ve ever read……

    Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived a 4rth grader boy who would follow this route to school everyday
    ; he has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are recklessly driving to and fro.

    Once he passed this highway, the boy would take a short cut and pass by the Church every morning just to say Hi! to GOD , and faithfully say his “Magandang umaga po” in Bicol Dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the morning.

    “Kumusta Andoy! Papasok ka na?” the priest would ask, “Opo Padre”… he would flash his innocent grin and the priest would be touch . The Priest was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy.

    From school, he advised” do not to cross the highway
    You can passed through the church and I accompany you to the pother side of the road…that way I can see that you are home safe” “Thank you father!! “ Replied Andoy.

    Why don’t you go home? .. Why do you stay in the church right after school?” ask the priest. “ I just want to say HI! To my friend. GOD!”.

    And the priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar talking by himself. One day, the priest hid behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly Father.:
    “…You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat – although my seatmate is bullying me for notes ….I ate one cracker and rank my water. Itay had a bad season and all I can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw a poor kitten who was hungry and I know how he feels, so I gave my last cracker to him…funny but I am not hungry….”Look this is my last pair of slippers.. I may have to walk barefoot next week.. you see this is about to be break.. but it is okay.. at least I am still going to school.. Some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stopped going to school.. please help them to get to school again, Please GOD!!!….Oh you know, Inay had hit me again, it is very painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a mother… GOD, you want to see my bruises?. I know you can heal them, ….here…..and ohh..ohh..blood..I guess you knew about this one huh! “please don’t be mad at Inay, she is just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits me….. Oh, I think its time for me to go now,,,,hey your birthday is two days from now Aren’t you excited? I am!!! Wait till you see the gift I have for you….but it is surprise!!! I hope you will like its!!!Opppsss I have to go now!!;;;;

    ‘Padre! Padre! I’ am finished talking to my friend.. you can accompany me to the other side of the road now?..

    This routine happens everyday without fail. Father Agaton shares this every Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen a very pure heart and faith and trust in GOD, a very positive look at negative side.

    On Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make it to the church, he was sent to the hospital. The church was left to 4 manangs who would chant the rosary 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and would always find fault in what you do, they are also very well versed in cursing if you irritate them.

    They were kneeling saying the kilometric rosary when Andoy coming from his Christmas party, playfully dashed in.. “Hello God! I!!!…” He never finished, “P--------!!!!!( a curse) Bata Ka!!!!! Alam mong may nagdadasal!!” Alis!!!!.

    Poor Andoy was so terrified. ”Where’s Father Agaton?” “ He supposed to help me to cross the street… and to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of this church ..not only that.. I have to greet Jesus! It his Birthday! I have a gift right here!.. just as he was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the manang pulled his shirt and threw him outside of the church.

    “Susmaryusep” (does the sign of the cross) “Alis kang bata ka kung hindi matatamaan ka!!!”

    SO the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road in front of the church. He crossed. A fast moving bus came in. There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his gift inside hi shirt, so he was not looking. There was a little time. Andoy died on the spot. A lot of people crowded the body of the poor lifeless young boy…. When suddenly out of nowhere,,,a tall man in pure white shirt and pants, with a face so mild and gentle, with eyes full of tears appeared….

    He came and carried the boy in His arms, and he was crying. Curious bystanders nudged the man in white and ask “ Excuse me Sir, are you related to this child? Do you know this child?” The man in pure white, in mourning and agony lifted up his face and answered ”He was my best friend” was all he said. He took the badly wrapped gift in the bloddy chest of the lifeless boy and place it near His heart. He stood up and carried the boy and they both disappeared in sight. The crowd was curious…

    Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He visited the house and wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parents of Andoy. “ How did you know that you’re son died?”
    “A man in white brought him here”. Sobbed the mother. “What did he say?”. “he did not say anything? The priest asked. “ He was mourning. We don’t know hi8m and yet he was very lonely at our son’s death as if he knew our son very well… But there was something
    peaceful and unexplainable about him. He gave me my son and then he smiled peacefully. He rubbed my sons hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead then whispered something….

    “What did he say?” “He said to my son.. …” the father of Andoy began “thank you for your gift….I will see you soon.. you will be with me…” and the father of the boy continued. “ and you know for a while, it felt so wonderful – I cried, but I don’t know why….all I know is I cried with tears for joy …I could not explained it farther, but when that man left something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of love inside ..I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy is in heaven now….but ….tell me father, who is this man that my son talks to everyday in your church. You should know because you are always there….except on the time of his death?”

    Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees he murmured.. ‘He was talking to no…… one….but GOD….!!!!

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