A tribute to each and every faceless volunteer who never lose the fervor, the flame and the passion. For every true watchman who in spite of two crippling blows remained steadfast:
2004 saw us rushing out of our comfort zones and into the streets, demonstrating what was remembered as the largest volunteer act for a political cause. We were brave, unconventional and unwavering. We pooled funds and bought our campaign paraphernalia out of our own pockets. We never ran out of ingenious ideas; we were simply unrelenting.
2010, we did it again. We went out into the streets again; pooled funds again, bought campaign paraphernalia out of our own pockets again. We did what our hearts consider as best efforts.
But in the eyes of our detractors and critics, we were fools. Or maybe we were.
Back then, we were so convinced that it was God’s will that our “Political Messiah” wins. Looking back, it was an extremely risky gamble. We thought we had nothing to lose… some of us even went as far as promising God’s blessings on the account of voting for “God’s chosen candidate”. We have confidently but blindly placed our faith and everything we have on the results of the election. And so when the results came, we were devastated. Our faith was shattered. The weak in spirit crumbled. Some of us lost more than just the election bid — we lost our job, we doubted our faith, we marred our relationships, we alienated fellowship with other believers, we lost our pride.
But what about God’s sovereign will? What about his promises? Was it God’s will that Bro Eddie lose twice? I believe so. But it was not just for Bro Eddie, for we all benefited from his defeat in his past 2 attempts. If we will honestly admit, there are nuggets of wisdom from those defeats, and they were for one and all.
In my opinion, we were allowed to experience defeat and failure to chip away the excessive spiritual zealousness that some of us have had. Pain is a powerful agent of change; and the pain of defeat in such large scale as a national political campaign was necessary to bring us to practical wisdom beyond spiritual hype. While some of us thought that our God will not put us to shame. But God knew better, and He will use everything to mold His Church and lead us to maturity.
Now, thanks to such defeats, we have grown in wisdom. Our defeats taught us that this is politics, a God-instituted system of governance founded on every Filipino’s democratic rights. That in this battle of determination, of principles and strong will, the result is in the hands of a fair, righteous and sovereign God.
Now, no matter the results of our third campaign, we have confidence that history will remember us differently: not as spiritually-hyped fools but as seasoned political freedom fighters and nation-builders — tools on one hand and Sword on the other.
Today, we etch our mark in the corridors of history. And let it be said, we are not idiots who rushed out of our comfort zones and into the streets. We are brave patriots who fought fiercely but fairly, who fought noble battles of conviction in every corner and alley. We fought fire with fire; we fought in every high places and low grounds, in every platform and opportunities available. We earned our stripes with our scars.
Look at your battle scars with pride, for they are sacred; they represent the significant political battles we fought in our lifetime. They are there to remind us that more than once we fell, but more than once we stood. We did not wait and see. The passion did not die down in our watch. Our determination has been tested. We stood our ground. We have passed the test of failure. And for every defeat we encountered along the way, right there is evidence of our own rebirth into something more.
And that my comrade, is sweet victory in itself.