Redefined: Not the Same Man I Married
This is not the same man I married.
If someone told me a decade ago that this day will come when my husband will be preaching God’s word in church, I would have said that person was crazy.
No, not my Chito, who barely memorized the 10 commandments when the priest interviewed us in preparation for our wedding more than 10 years ago, who used to put his career as Brewing Superintendent in the country’s leading beer company above all else, and whose introversion limited his interaction with other people to a bare minimum. No, definitely not my Chito.
Then God called. He called in a way so earth-shattering that there was no way we could have ever prepared for it. The encounter left us on bended knees. Weak but made strong. Defeated but made victorious.
Through the following years, God allowed me front-row seats to witness how He has molded, equipped and transformed my husband to be the man he is now.
This is not the same man I married. I saw the old Chito die, and a new one has arisen. This is a new man, born and raised by God’s unending grace.
Below are other photos taken by friends during the service. Focus point for this Sunday is Anger, as part of the “Redefined” series. Salamat, friends!