It’s been four years when my father joined our great Creator and today is his 65th birthday. I miss my father so much…
Let me share with you a story about his journey as a musician. I remember that may father could play guitar and piano so well that he can play them without any chords or notes. By just simply hearing the melody of the song, music will be played impromptu. Sad to say that I never inherited that talent :D. How I wish I could.
He told this story several months before he passed away. I just cannot forget because I seldom hear a story like this coming from my father. An adventure, exciting, full of hope in spite of uncertainties, and an inspiration coming from a young man way back who is struggling in finding his own identity and well being.
He loves music, he plays guitar and piano plus he sings very well. Upon hearing his voice, you thought of hearing a voice from Frank Sinatra and Matt Monro. It was truly a God given talent that you may think that he was a professional singer but no, he was just a young man who had a lot of dreams but destiny brought him in sharing the talent in singing and playing instruments.
He was in the midst of his youth, free spirited, he have not met my mother that time J, he was already singing in lounges and traveled several countries like Sri-Lanka, Hongkong, Thailand, and Malaysia for singing engagements. It was actually the source of his income.
There’s just one country that was unforgettable for him, Sri-Lanka. He and his friends traveled to Sri-Lanka by sea, but before they could reach that country, heavy rains and storm had been their constant companion until their ship were stranded in an island. Bad thing was that, the captain told the crews and the passengers that they had no enough oil to travel back and they have no money as well to buy for it. During that time, he was just accompanied by a friend to be in Sri Lanka without any money and his fare was just paid by his friend.
When all the passengers heard about what the captain had said, they were terrified and afraid. Thinking why is this ship traveling without any stocks or money but he was just a lad who just got scared with the situation. They were in the middle of an island, without any knowledge of who are people living in the place or is it safe for them to stay there, but he and his friend need to do something and fight the fear. What they did, they left the ship and find some place to ask for help. And they found a restaurant or a music lounge in that island. Weird but it’s true, they got back to the ship and told the captain about what they saw. It’s truly a blessing for them. But how could they ask for help, the place was quite modern where average and rich gone by, until he finally decided to apply as a singer in that restaurant though nervous if the owner will accept him. This was the only way he knew and his friend they could generate money to buy oil so that they could leave the island. Suddenly, these people became his responsibility.
The owner of the restaurant was surprised that almost all of their customers had been requesting him to sing every night and they became a fan of my father because of his singing prowess. He gained friends and camaraderie and at the same time enjoying the limelight as I can say :D. He was able to produce the money needed to buy gas and oil for the ship in no time. The captain of the ship and rest of the passengers are very thankful to my father. Just forget the exact number of heads, but I guess less than 200. Just can’t imagine he was able to save this people unknowingly.With his gifts, he was able to send those people back where they should be. With the hospitality and generosity given to him by the owner of the restaurant, he stayed in that Island for 2-3months and found his way back home in the Philippines after.
While I was listening to his story, I saw the happiness in the memory of his youth. It was the prime of his life. Not all people experience an extra ordinary event like that. He was telling this story sitting on his favorite chair in front of the television and while I sit just on the other side of him where I can fully see every reaction on his face. Looking back, he always been proud of saying Sri-Lanka before and I never knew why he always mentioning that he’s been there. All along I thought he just love singing and just tell the countries where he visited. It’s only that time that I heard the whole story. That’s when I knew what his favorite song was. He always sang Sinatra, Monro, Cole and popular songs of 60’s to 80’s but I never heard him singing “You’ve Got a Friend” popularized by James Taylor. I asked him if he still remembered the name of his friend in his journey to Sri-Lanka, and he already forgot. What he remembered were the youthful faces of those people in that journey and how it changed his life. A wonderful experience he will never forget.
Happy Birthday Papa, we love you!
Joel 1:2-3 ESV Hear this, you elders; give ear, all inhabitants of the land! Has such a thing happened in your days, or in the days of your fathers? (3) Tell your children of it, and let your children tell their children, and their children to another generation.
We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man’s gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith. If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach; if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him govern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully. Romans 12:6-8