A depart with promising reunion

Forewords: This post is specially dedicated to Uncle Stephen, who passed away after a great fight against cancer of liver..

The flowers look so sad..

I asked: "What happens to a Christian after he passed away?"
She answered: "He'll go to the other side of the veil & wait together with the rest for God's Judgment Day to come."
"My uncle passed away.."
"I'm sorry to hear that. But don't worry, he's with Christ now. I'll keep you & your family in prayers. Why don't you pray too? In times like this, only God the comforter can comfort and heal the sorrows. Pray for God's peace upon your whole family."
"How to pray?"
"It's simple. God is real, He's just like a friend. You just start with 'dear God', then present your request to Him. End with 'in Jesus' name, amen'."

"Heavenly Father, I want to pray for Vincent & his family. Lord, may You grant them peace and joy even in times of distress. Comfort them & be with them throughout the ordeal. In Jesus' name, amen."


I still remember,
That you were the cameraman, who took pictures of us having fun, when we're traveling..
I still remember,
That you were the one who cheers the kids up, making jokes, tricks, and 'magic'..
I still remember,
That you were the one who care a lot about everyone, despite all the differences..
I still remember,
That you were the one who taught us good and hindered us from the bad..
I still remember,
That you played the Christmas songs at your house when all of us were there..
I still remember,
The cheerful face of yours, despite the sufferings that you had deep inside you..
I still remember,
That we've framed a lot of unforgettable memories, every time when we spent our times together..
I still remember,
You were a great husband of Aunt Nancy's, a wonderful father of Stephanie's, and a faithful servant of the Lord..

The pastor told us, that before Uncle Stephen passed away, he answered 2 of the his questions:
1. Are you afraid of death? No, I'm not..
2. Do you find peace in yourself? Yes, I am..

How touching.. For most of us, I don't think we'd prepared to die. The fact is, upon the time when we were born, we're starting to step towards death.. Towards our own grave.. But he was different back then. He was a tough and strong guy. He never give up. He planned his journey of life very well.

"He fought a great fight and he won the fight. Now he's safe in His breast."

Everything sounded much much comfortable during the funeral. At least, I know Uncle Stephen is with Him. At least, I know he's now having a joyful life there. At least, I know the next time we meet again, it will be eternity, forever and ever will we not separate again.

He was such a person that I will never forget.

He passed away on Sunday, I was just came back from badminton when my mom sent me a sms. "Uncle Stephen passed away". In that moment I was disbelief of it. I was so sad about it. I went down to JB by Aunt Isobel's car on monday. I just want to see him for the one last time. My friends comforted me. I cried that night, that showering, that sleep, that funeral..

Thank you all, for the SMSes, the encouraging words, the tone of comfort.. I'm much much better already, at least not that sad anymore, because I know, he's not alone. He's with the Lord..

Uncle Stephen, you'll always in my heart,

Vincent