“When the Advocate comes, whom I will send to you from the Father- the Spirit of truth who goes out from the Father- he will testify about me.” John 15:26
44 is the number of PNP SAF troopers who perished in Mamasapano in Maguinadanao, Philippines. 21 is the number of Egyptian Coptic Christians who were beheaded in Libya. 11 killed in the Charlie Hebdo headquarters in France. I can mention a number, and probably there is a match to a group of human beings who died in some way that could have changed the way we think or live.
It is shocking to know how collectively a group of people could be wiped off from the face of the earth, and sad that what a majority could only remember is their number.
These people have names. They have families. Loved ones. They had dreams. They had lives. Until somebody else decided otherwise. And now their souls cry out with their own stories to tell. We did not know them when they were alive, but now we know them because they are dead.
Some died because of freedom of expression, others for love of country. And lately, for love of God.
The thought of them left me to wonder. How long can I stand up for what I believe in? How much can I sacrifice for those I love? How far can I go amidst the raging waves of my own personal struggles?
We have only 1 God. 3 is the number of Persons in the Holy Trinity. 3 is the number of words that a martyr last uttered before he was beheaded- “Jesus help me”. That sums up the answer to my questions. We can withstand any suffering, endure all pain and weather any storm. Because our Father loves us, Jesus saves us and the Holy Spirit helps us.
May we, who are left to ponder on the countless lives lost for whatever reason, learn that the manifestation of our selflessness is the true essence of our humanity.
Please offer prayers for the souls of our brothers and sisters who died because war, violence and terrorism. May their souls rest in peace.