My first encounters with praying for the dead began when, as a child, I often wondered why my late grandparents would pray aloud: "Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord..." everytime we pass by a cemetery. This is more evident on our trips to Ilocos Norte which is a 10-hour drive from Manila. Surely there would be innumerable graveyards along the way.
Another encounter was paying respects to the dead during the wake ('lamay'). The wake, strangely, can become a noisy and 'happy' occasion with 'sakla' and drinking spree around.
Death, no matter how we conceptualize it, can be a devastating moment. I once paid my last respects to an old woman who used to be our neighbor in Gagalangin. Her elderly husband was shaking his head in disbelief as he looked at his dead spouse. He later shouted "Hintayin mo ako!" (Wait for me!). It didn't take a year when he too died.
Death can be compared to a house that has shut its door, but has opened its window. As a friend (whose mother died) once told me, "Napahinga na si Nanay." (Mother is already at rest.)
Remembering the dead is our way of thanking them for their kindness and generosity. It is also an act of hope on our part wherein we look forward to be reunited with them in our true home. Finally, it is an occasion for us to think of and prepare for death which will ring its toll on us at an unexpected time.
Birthday blessings to Miko Silvallana (27th Oct) and Charity Montero & Msgr Mario Enriquez (28th Oct). Miko was my former classmate and colleague in UST who is now based in the US. Auntie Charity was the one who introduced me to the Apostleship of Prayer in Gagalangin. Msgr Mar is the priest who inspired me in my first years serving God's People.
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