I was shocked when my friend told me that she stopped praying and going to mass when her mother died. Five years ago, I'm in the same situaton as she.
It was the first time we went out for a drink. We were talking about life and all the shit over a bucket of sanmig lights and crispy pata. Tina, Mac and Me. They were telling me how they hang on to their faith because of their mothers. While I told them how angry I am with God for taking away my Lola. And now, the tables had been turned. I'm the believer and she's the non-believer.
Honestly, I really don't know what to tell her. How can I encourage her to believe again? I understand that a lot of things happened in our lives that either make us see or blind us form our faith. And losing someone we really love is really painful and hard to accept. I know what Tina is feeling right now. I asked the same question to God... "Why did he take away the person that I love the most?" Now, I know the answer. Just like what I told Tina. "She's tired. Let her rest."
I still wish that she is still with us. But it would be selfish of me not to let her rest just because I'm not yet ready to let her go. I know it will take time before Tina can let go of the hurt. If only I'm just near and can ask her to go out for a drink. The only thing I can do right now is to pray for her. To pray that her wish to speak to her mom, even in dreams, will come true. And one day she will believe again...
