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Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 04 October 2022
It was a Monday morning when rains started falling as I was about to complete my first round of walks when I saw an old lady with a cane tripped on the inclined pavement. I ran to help her but in her frantic efforts to rise, she had dragged down her caregiver too.
Upon reaching the old lady, I asked her to keep herself down and take deep breaths while I checked her for possible injuries. Thank God there was none except a broken cane and perhaps a bruised amor propio as tears were rolling from her eyes while telling me, “nakakahiya naman sa inyo, Father.” I told her not to worry as I invited her to have a seat near our gate but, she seemed so embarrassed and left.
When I resumed my walking in the rains, the scene kept flashing in my mind and had me musing…
When we fall, when we are down, just be still to feel the earth beneath then roll your eyes to see the skies above everything between.
When we fall, when we are down, do not rush to rise up do not be ashamed you slipped or tripped there is no trick.
When we fall, when we are down, it is better to cry to shed some tears surely there are pains and aches deep within we have not yet seen.
When we fall, when we are down, people standing on ground would always offer a hand to help us stand shake off dirt from us even clean our hands.
When we fall, when we are down, everyone will understand that no one, nothing remains up all must go down; it is time for us to be calm Jesus is coming, our Good Samaritan.
