...dad said as we held hands in prayer. My brother and I were praying with him before he traveled back to Batangas. Since we started living in Sorsogon two years ago, we miss our dad a lot. Visiting is not that easy because of the 12 to 14 hours trip from the entrance of Southern Luzon (Batangas Province) to the tip (Sorsogon Province).
I was struck by what Dad said. To him, going back to the house in Batangas isn't really going home because all that's left there is a metal machine (our family printing press). This sounded so foreign coming from him; I remember while we were kids the family business was like a strong tower where we would all grow up in and eventually take over someday. It was our 'home base' regardless how many times we moved.
But God had a different blueprint in mind for us. Each of dad's kids was called to another place far away from the press. Only our firstborn remained. I know this must've hurt dad at first. (However, we do realize now that one of the reasons we're effective in the different companies or ministries we've served in is because of the unlimited hours helping in our family business.) Now, hearing him say the words above in prayer amazed me at how God has given dad a paradigm shift.
The Eternal love between dad and his children has created a new home base. Be that in Manila, Cavite, Batangas, Sorsogon City... or any part of the world.
The LORD's curse is on the house of the wicked, but he blesses the home of the righteous.
Proverbs 3:33
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