That day will come when I will see him again but as of now mengaw lang sa Jud..
This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Henry Noval Colegado, born in Lodiong, Bonifacio Misamis Occidental on the 25th August 1941 and passed away on the 3rd May 2012 at 70 years of age. We will remember him forever.
In heaven, where there is no pain,
And sorrow is no more,
We hope to meet him once again,
With those that's gone before.
~unknown~
One Year Ago Today
by Angie Colegado Cordero
3 May 2013
The great wheel of the year has turned once more and I find myself back at the 1st death anniversary of my father. For me he has been away vacationing for a year already. I hope he enjoys his vacation as a man with no worries and no illness. I remembered what papa taught me before when I was still young. Every now and then I found myself piling up the plates neatly or arranging the clothes just the way he taught me. I realised there are a lot of characters that we shared: the way we dressed up, the way we talked, and our expressions. At least we (my twin Haidee and my brother Jemwin) know we have some part of his character existing in us.
With those family, relatives and friends who lost their loved one and still experience the pain, which I truly understand, I wish to share my sympathy at this moment. Life here is just fleeting, a prelude to a much better life. I always remember my papa would say, "Enjoy every minute of your life here as we live this life but once".
I opened Papa's Bible (originally this was Mama's Bible but Papa was using it until his last breath) and it broke my heart to see immediately his handwriting and the article that he wrote for his last sermon. It's about a FATHER, that a father must exercise AUTHORITY with HUMILITY, in wisdom, in all KINDNESS and GENTLENESS and that he should be controlled by the LOVE and FEAR of GOD. Papa tried to live out this statement and I believe he already did and his memory will live in us.
We Love you Pa!
Tributes
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Remembering again the grieve of his lost. I wish that he would still be here just even to get a glimpse of his granddaughter Alyse Ilaine.
I hope that the real tribute to Papa will be the actions of my (our) lives -- that we are a testament to the love and lessons that he instilled in us all!
When you think of my Papa, think of all of the good times he gave each one of you, please continue to tell your own stories of how they affected your life. I’m sure that would be the best tribute to my father and that would be what he would want.
Thank you.
"Till The Storm Passes By"
Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try,
For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by"
But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies.
Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
When the long night has ended and the storms come no more,
Let me stand in Thy presence on the bright peaceful shore;
In that land where the tempest, never comes, Lord, may I
Dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.
This is one of the many songs that comforted me. Until Jesus comes, We will hear his voice again.
In remembrance to both of them, I always claim God’s promise in Revelation 21:4 – “And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”
but one thing i know for sure that kuya zaldy and my papa will see each other in that resurection morning
Our love,
Roger and Evelyn Pelayo
Adventist University Zurcher
Madagascar
him...i think that is the greatest gift he could ever give to us....i miss him...
influence to us (hunob and cadulawan}church is a living testament of
his passion on evangelism and love to his master. Surely his effort
will not be left futile. A man deserving o f a welcome by GOD. Well
Done my true and faithful servant!
And those we love the best
Are just the ones God called away
And took them home to rest
But every time I think of Papa
I seem to hear God say:
"Have faith and trust my Promise"
You'll meet again someday.
Leave a Tribute
That day will come when I will see him again but as of now mengaw lang sa Jud..
Remembering again the grieve of his lost. I wish that he would still be here just even to get a glimpse of his granddaughter Alyse Ilaine.
I hope that the real tribute to Papa will be the actions of my (our) lives -- that we are a testament to the love and lessons that he instilled in us all!
When you think of my Papa, think of all of the good times he gave each one of you, please continue to tell your own stories of how they affected your life. I’m sure that would be the best tribute to my father and that would be what he would want.
Thank you.
"Till The Storm Passes By"
Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try,
For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by"
But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies.
Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
When the long night has ended and the storms come no more,
Let me stand in Thy presence on the bright peaceful shore;
In that land where the tempest, never comes, Lord, may I
Dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.
This is one of the many songs that comforted me. Until Jesus comes, We will hear his voice again.
1 year journey without a father is a lonely journey....i could not forget that fatal date when the e.r. nurse called me at around 9pm while i was finishing my powerpoint presentation...it was a very hard night for me, loosing so suddenly my beloved papa...as if the whole world fall down on me...my mind went blank for a while, and then in a little while i remember my mama, i immediately ask the nurses attending papa if where is my mama, they told me she's just there when i turn around i saw where crying, i immediately went near her and comfort her...it was a very horrible night....and today we are celebrating papa's 1 year death anniversary....last friday we also bury papa's first degree cousin ante concepcion conching noval villarante, life as i understand it is meaningless without God...so even though life without papa and ante conching if there is God, is still has a very significant meaning....
You Will Remain In Our Hearts Pa
It has been a sad journey without him. But we have arduously walked on a year. We will always continue to think about you which we do most every day.
O-ne year ago you died, and still we mourn,
N-or will our mourning end till it be night,
E-ven as time turns our tears to light
Y-ears hence, when this may be more easily borne.
E-ach moment of your passion and delight,
A-s clear as sunshine, bountiful and bright,
R-emains in our hearts now that you are gone.
You will remain in our hearts pa.
last week i dream about my papa, in the morning i called fellow cousins who has no papa anymore, and they said they too experienced the same experience, this meanz to say i really miss my papa, months has passed but still, i'm on in pain, forgetting him is not that easy...surely i have that hope that i will surely see him again in the ressurection morning!