I believe in second chances. It is the story of my life. Thus the title of this blog.
Take Two is all about my reflections as a senior citizen, parent, husband, friend, and God's child. I want to tell others that life is not just a one-shot deal from God. That there is life after a botched marriage, a failed vocation, a broken relationship or even after a life-threatening illness; that God's love is unconditional ready to give us a second chance, or even a third, fourth, ad infinitum...

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Father Rey Roda, OMI



More than a year ago, on November 20, 2006, Father Rey Roda, OMI left an offline message on my Yahoo Messenger. He said: “Kumusta na? Ngayon lang akong natuto gumamit ng Yahoo Messenger…. Kagagaling ko lang sa Cotabato City para sa NDJC Board Meeting. Nasa Zamboanga City ako ngayon. Sa Wednesday, pa Bongao ako, at sa Sabado nasa Tabawan na ako…. “

On December 7, 2006, he again left a message: “Hi! kumusta na ang nagrecruit sa akin sa OMI Juniorate? i was worried pa na hindi mo ako tanggapin sa seminaryo. Thanks for letting me join the OMIs. I feel happy as a missionary here in the Tawi-Tawi islands.”

Finally, last year on February 11, 2007 was his last message in response to my email: “Sorry for the very late response. Nasa tabawan na ako noong nag e-mail ka. I'm happy that inspite of your not so young age you still reach out to help others through CPE. I can surmise that your children are all grown up and with good jobs. You recruited me at the ND Cotabato City Boys last 1970... Matagal na. Si Manny Punzal naman ay nagrecruit kay Pol Yazar and Raul Biasbas. Ikaw din ang nagrecruit kay Nestor Silva na nasa Canada na ngayon. Pol, Raul & I are now in Tawi-Tawi islands…”

I will not repeat here anymore the story of Father Rey’s tragic and seemingly senseless (in man's eyes) death a week ago in Tabawan, Sulu. As you all know by now, they buried Fr. Rey yesterday in his final resting place at the OMI cemetery in Tamontaka, Cotabato.

Today, as I sit here and nurse my grief, I do not know what/who urges me to write this. Maybe Fr. Rey does. Actually, it took me a long time to decide whether I should. It has been quite a long time since I last saw and talked to him in person. Maybe 30 years…. since 1976…

I write this now to thank God for making me somehow a worthy instrument in His calling Fr. Rey to the priesthood. And to tell Fr. Rey to please remember me as I still go on my own journey…

4 comments:

Transformer said...

Thanks for sharing your experience with Fr. Rey... and thanks po for dropping by, sir. Sounds like you were one of them, am I right?

laleng said...

Greetings from Jolo, Sulu!

Thank you so much for posting something about Fr. Rey. He's my mentor, great friend, and a tatay to me. I'm a witness of his missionary works and love for Tabawan. How he loved Tabawan and its people so much! His memories will continue to inspire us all.

Danny Mendiola said...

Laleng,

You are welcome! Thanks too for visiting my site. Yes, I am happy there are so many like you whose lives have been touched by Fr. Rey.

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