I am glad that I am here.

October 3rd, 2010

Today I am staying at my cousin's house in Hat Yai. It is the 2nd time that I have visited Thailand this year. This trip was supposed to be for a dental visit; however, an unfortunate event happened. My beloved grandpa, the kid's great grandpa passed away the 2nd day I arrived home. I got off the train in Phatthalung and went straight to see my grandpa in Hat Yai. He had been rushed to the hospital earlier that morning due to his asthma. He experienced a very difficult time breathing. I saw him myself looking right straight into my eyes. I had a hard time telling myself to be strong knowing that he would not perhaps live for much longer. I couldn't believe the miracle of God's love—to bring me here to him and to lead my children here to my very dear family. I remember having an important conversation with him about his ancestors. I asked him to complete as much information for me as soon as possible. Soon he completed for me. With completed dates and names, my grandpa wrote them as he knew this day would come. I know that I am the chosen one for this the important work of redeeming my family’s dead. I know I lack a lot of courage to bring my family members closer the God; I am not even able to prod them to ask me the very important questions, "Is God real?" My soul is so dying to answer them and to bear my testimony. I was promised in writing that one day I will be able to share my testimony with them; I will and I cannot wait. Tonight is a very special night; it is the time of a semiannual 180th general conference of the church. It is also a very first time that I am away from Ed during the conference, and we didn't have a chance to hear conference together as family. I miss having a family our family together. How important family is to me. I know that the church is true and important to those who are living or dead. I cannot deny that this trip is a gift of Heaven Father to me so I could see my grandpa before he entered God's place. I know that he knows too that there is a living God. I cannot wait to share many stories with him—once he and I talked about the story of Noah. My grandpa was wise—he will choose to be with Heavenly Father, no doubt.