How ironic it is after posting an entry about wakes and superstitious beliefs, our family reunited over the weekend because my aunt passed away.
In the priest’s sermon during the first mass, it was said that when we come face to face with our Lord at the end of our journey through life, there is only one question that will be asked of us: How much love did you give?
It won’t matter how much wealth we gained, what degree we earned, what career path we chose to take, or how far we traveled. The only thing that would only matter is how much of ourselves we shared for the benefit of other people.
Others might find it hard to believe, but in whatever state we are in, there will always be opportunities for us to show love. There is no excuse. We cannot measure our capacity to love with material gains. No matter how much or how little we have, how big or how small we perceive ourselves to be, nothing can hinder us to share the love if we live with a giving heart.
Build meaningful relationships. Spend quality time with family. Lend an ear to a friend. Perform random acts of kindness. Forgive those who did you wrong. These are the things that make a life well-lived.
It’s a lesson we are always reminded of when someone dies, but tend to neglect. Love for as long as there is life.
Keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters. Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it. Continue to remember those in prison as if you were together with them in prison, and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering.
Hebrews 13:1-3 NIV