Remembering PK and Tita Bel

There were three reasons that made me stay on in CRL.  The first was that I found joy in serving the Lord by singing in the choir (still do, though have to admit, am quite delinquent with my erratic sked nowadays).  Second and third reasons were the gripping (heart-wrenching,  thought-provoking, convicting) messages of the officiating minister and people who reached out to a newcomer such as me.  Among these people were the officiating minister himself, Pastor Kevin (whom everyone fondly called PK) and his wife, Tita Bel.

This morning, I got a text from JS, one of my (former) co-vesper choir members and ka-bible study sa YA: Pastor Kevin and his wife died this morning in a car accident. a truck hit their car aftr dropping off their children at school. pls pray 4 the children. 😦

I couldn’t believe it.  I haven’t seen them for quite some time now.  The news came as a shock of course.  I texted my husband about the matter.  He was likewise shocked.

I probably was not able to spend much time nor interact as much with PK and Tita Bel, but still, I hold this couple pretty close to my heart. 

I still remember PK encouraging me during my first year in law school.  I could recall how he told me before that he used to want to go to law school too, how he was a frustrated lawyer, himself.  Probably that was his way of reaching out to me, whom he just met at that point. 

I remember this time when during one YA meeting, I told the group my concern – that there was a guy (twas most probably a guy) stalking me.  PK’s concern was really touching.  Since then, he’d always follow through to ask me if the stalker still existed.  (Thank God, when I changed my number, I ceased to have the stalker problem). 

And that time when Mike and I were just dating each other, I think PK was able to get some hint about the budding romance, and he’d make kamusta. 

Si Tita Bel naman, I remember how encouraging she was…she’d tell me after each service na na-bless daw sya sa songs ng choir.  After each vesper service, she’s one of those whom I’d enjoy making small talk with.  When I’d sing solo, she’d be generous with compliments and encouragements.  I was truly blessed by her warmness and friendliness. 

I find their passing really sad…they have two very young school-aged kids who will be missing their parents very much.  Mike’s and my prayers and condolences go out to these kids and to the other family members and loved ones of PK and Tita Bel. 

Despite PK and Tita Bel’s short stint on earth, I thank God that I was able to have the privilege of getting to know and interacting with them.  They were blessings to me, and I’m sure they were blessings to a whole lot of other people, as well. 


I remember this song that my cousins and I sang in our grandfather’s necrological service, It’s called “Trust His Heart”.  The song is pretty much apt for this situation.  May God give comfort to the loved ones PK & Tita Bel left behind. 

All things work for our good though sometimes we don’t see how they could. Struggles that break our hearts in two sometimes blinded to the truth. Our Father knows what best for us he ways are not our own. So when your pathway grows dim and you just don’t see him remember your never alone.

God is to wise to be mistaken God is to good to be unkind. So when you don’t understand when you don’t his plan when you can’t trace his hand trust his heart, trust his heart. (He alone is faithful and true he alone knows what is best for you).

He’s see the master plan and he hold our future in his hand sodon’t live as those who have no hope for our hope is found in him. We see the presently clearly but he see the 1st and the last and like a tapestry he’s weaving you and me to someday be just like him


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