Art Arturo Cruz
- 58 years old
- Male
- Born Dec 30, 1949
- Died Oct 04, 2008
- Orlando, Florida, United States
In memory of our Kuya
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Hazel's words at the funeral
LORD, make me an instrument of thy peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness; joy.
O Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console,
To be understood, as to understand;
To be loved, as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
These are the words to the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi. He lived his life by The Gospel—literally. By actually following all that Jesus said and did, joyfully, without limit and without a mite of self-importance. As many of you have come to know, my father lived by the very words in this prayer. So how fitting is it that October 4, the day of his passing, was the feast day of St. Francis?
He always put God first and never refused the opportunity to reinforce that faith to his family and others. He was the epitome of a faithful Catholic and his fierce devotion to The Blessed Mother never waned. He never missed a chance to remind my brothers and I to pray the Rosary daily. And even though one or even all three of us would forget, he would always offer up a Rosary for his dear children. He never stopped praying, for prayer and faith was like the air that he breathed, it was essential to his life.
I've already heard some of you pay your respects with loving and kind words. Each and every one of you reflected on how jolly and full of life he was. A lot of you know or have heard me talk about how much he loved to sing. So much so, that his kareoke mike was an extension of his arm! He would even heckle you when you didn't score as high after your song. He was also never short of any jokes and even though they were mainly puns or plays on words, his delivery was always on time and it was always followed by his robust laughter. It was the kind of laugh that can only be described as infectious. And I know many of you share in my sentiment when I say, "What I wouldn't give for just one more laugh."
I knew that, inevitably, I would be standing up here one day, in front of many friends and loved ones. I never dreamed in a million lifetimes that I would be standing up here so soon. I really thought I'd be at least old and graying with kids of my own, paying their tribute to their grandfather. But it really isn't my place to question God's will. For He has a plan for all of us. It is not our position to understand but to accept. I just want you all to know that my dad isn't gone. He lives on in my brothers and I. He shaped us into the people we have become. None of us would be here today if it weren't for his love and guidance. He lives on in my mother, through their love. A love that is truly everlasting. And finally, he lives on in the hearts of every person whose lives he touched and I know many of you are here present today. He would be so moved by the support and generosity that you have given to my family and I.
So through this humbling experience of God's infinite mercy, we should not be sad. We need to rejoice and celebrate the life of a true angel who touched us all.
PSALM 55:22
Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you;
He will never let the righteous fall.
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Cesar Aclan, M.D Mar 25, 2010
Hazel Weagraff (Jul 13, 2010)
My dear Kuya
aquatwin2004 Oct 03, 2009
On Your 1st Year With The Lord
Lorna Edita C. Medina Sep 29, 2009
I can still recall these dates when we were exchanging mails and you were so down. I was trying to uplift you, but I failed. After 5 days, on 4th of Oct., I was shocked to know that you're gone.
So sad at the first time. But I realized that you are now with the Lord and you are happier and at peace. I will always remember your words of advise, your love and care extended to me even by emails.
Now that I am depressed at times, but whenever I look up and I know you are there staring at me, praying for me, banging the gate of heaven for me, I regain my hope and courage. I could hear you whisper in my ears "Na, kaya mo sabi yan eh. Am here beside the Lord and HE wants me to tell you that HE loves you very much and HE will answer your prayers in HIS time. Just be patient and keep the faith. I am here to follow up your pleas to HIM." And I can hear your authentic descending laughter that keeps me going.
Manong, I miss you so dearly. Whenever I feel down, I will just send you mail and you will reply so quickly with your consoling advises.
Keep on staring at me,huh! Promise!
I love you, Manong.... very much...
Happy Father's Day
PurpleHaze Jun 22, 2009
This is our first one without you.We love, honor and cherish you today and every day. God blessed me with the greatest Dad. A dad who raised me right and taught me well. I hope you're looking down on me from where you are and I hope that I make you proud. I love you and miss you dearly.
Your Tokneneng.
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I carry your heart with me (I carry it in
my heart) I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear.
~E.E. Cummings