called home to the Lord

Andrew,

I hope it was a quick one and you did not suffer much pain, or for too long. We haven't spoken in 4-5 years, but we see each other once in a while. It feels so weird only saying this now that you're gone, but this is just for me to remember you as you are (were).

When I was in RCIY, you were a senior. You were quick to share your knowledge and you always knew what to say to put the atmosphere at ease. I remember all the games and how you were a great sport, and I think secretly 80% of the girls all had a crush on you at some time or another, me included.

I didnt know it's possible to miss someone you had no feelings for (not for a few years alr, anyway). I hope this doesn't come off as superficial, like now you're dead I become one of those people who talk about how we were friends and I miss you greatly. The truth is, I hardly know you. We were just acquainted for a year or so. But in that one year, even just as surface acquaintance, I feel glad to have experienced Jesus through you. I'm not good with words and I can't describe how it was like, so I won't try to make a fool out of myself.

I said a prayer for you, although now I wished I consistently prayed for you and the people who had helped me or crossed paths with me before. The last thing I will ever say to you is sorry, for not seeing you one last time before you leave for real. I don't have the courage, and it is probably a regret I will carry with me till the end of my own life.

Lord, those who die still live in your presence, their lives change but do not end.

Rest in peace, Andrew. May your family be comforted by the fact that our Lord will bless you and keep you for the rest of your days, and may your heart rest in pace.

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My heart broke when my brother passed the news to me. I tried to cry but nothing came out. All I felt was as if my heart was gonna pop right out of my chest, the way it was beating so hard. It was only when I said a prayer, that I started sobbing.

Andrew's cheerfulness was contagious, and he is someone I look(ed) up to, especially when I was just an awkward teenager. I cannot believe such a terrible thing would happen to anyone as kindhearted as he is, just like my own godbrother, Jude. Bad things happen to the best people. I don't understand why but I can only trust that God has his own plans for all of us, and if he wants to call us home, then he jolly well will.

It's so hard to fall asleep now. Too many emotions running through my blood. Kiss your loved ones goodnight and tell them you love them, no matter how they irritate you.

:'(