In Honor of the Man

This sharing is my greatest achievement for myself with regards to my faith. Experiencing "The Transfiguration" and knowing what eternal life means in reality. It was during my vacation inside Camp Crame during Martial Law that a co-detainee told me that "Rizal is alive." Surprised but amazed, I had that words challenging. Sis. Estela, my co-detainee invited me to live with her, which I accepted. I stayed with them February of 1973, then being bothered with the thoughts of her allegation that Rizal is alive, I made my own discovery. I offered prayer and fasting and talked to God inside my room and asked Him this particular request. I said "Lord, I know that You love me, and You know that I have followed and obeyed Your Will. Please tell me if what was told to me is true. Is it true that You sent Rizal to our country? Is it true that he followed You and has set an example for us, the way You were nailed to the cross, and Rizal being shot in Bagumbayan because he exposed the wickedness of the scribes, friars and priest during his time when we were under the Spaniards?, as shown in his 2 books the Noli Me Tangere and El Felibusterismo? If this is true, please show to me Rizal in Spirit and in Truth. Seeing him in person is okay with me, there is no need for me to talk to him, I just want to be a witness of my faith in You. When I see him, I will follow the church where he belongs. I know that he was a catholic in faith. I will consider the Catholic Church as the True Church when I see Rizal in person. I will not make him a God, but I will give him honor, since he is the symbol of our country. Like what you taught us to "honor thy Father and thy Mother". Like what Jesus, the Son of God said, "who ever saw me has seen the Father, for the Father and I are One." And I do believe that You Jesus is the Son of the Living God. On the 4th day or March 10, 1973, while on my way home. A man who is like a "probinsiyano" ride in our jeep and sat in front of me. I heard a voice telling me: Look at the man in front of you. Following His words, I looked at the man and felt all my hairs was up from head to toe, there was coldness circling my body. And I said to myself, he looks like Rizal, let me analyze his face...and I said to myself, his face is Jose Rizal. When I got off the jeep, I felt I was inside a bubble and was 3 feet above the ground. I cannot feel that I am walking on the street going to inside our gate. And when I entered the entrance of our house in Makati, I saw a family, their names - Jose, Sr, Jose III and Lucresia. They heard me saying "I saw Rizal". I told the story to Estela and her family and they were so happy. The family who saw me thought I was insane. That is normal to human beings judgemental attitude. I gave thanks to my Lord and my God and from that time on, every time I have the chance to visit Rizal in Luneta, I do greet him a "Happy Birthday". The family I saw that day also, became my family, because their only son Jose, III became my husband for 35 years. I have chosen him because he was my witness, and maybe God has a plan before hand. God knows what is best for us, and He makes everything in His time...you only need to be humble and obedient to His will. Thank you Lord Jesus for this very special gift of faith, a privilege of knowing what eternal life means and the chance of experiencing "the Transfiguration" the way You showed it in the Garden of Gethsemane. At Rizal's Park on his 150th birthday, the 2 men beside me are the 2 men I saw in my dream 3 days before the birthday of Rizal. The father and i are one in Spirit and Truth. Dr. Jose P. Rizal, the Father of the Philippines, a National Hero in his own way to teach the Filipino people, but never planned to be like god. Do what he teaches because he believes that the youth is the hope of the Fatherland. My witness, Jose III shared with my advocacy in my faith life. Thank you.