Oscar Muñoz Orbos, J.D.

I don’t think I ever doubted that there is a God, or that God doesn’t take care of me. We were always told by our parents that if you asked Him, and He knows it will be good for you, then it would be given to you. Maybe in His own time. Maybe it would come in another form, but He would respond. Maybe even He questions why you need it now? 

I ran for the vice presidency of the Philippines in 1998 with someone I thought I should work together with to send a message to our people. I prayed hard to win. I didn’t win, but that’s a totally irrelevant issue. Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo won at that time. I ran against her as vice president. Did I question? No, I did not. I was asking for an opportunity to serve our people as vice president with this person. I did not have to run. I could have run as governor again and been governor again, but I decided to do something else.

Losing an election...what should I call it? Thinking out loud, would it have made me question why I lost? I did not. In fact, it strengthened my faith in what I needed to do. I asked, “Maybe you wanted me to do something else, Lord?” Or maybe I wasn’t prepared. Maybe...but it was all dependent on Him.

There’s some kind of modern lingo that there’s a cell that’s embedded in us that makes a person seek to go back to the Father. That’s the logic that’s ingrained in humanity—that there’s a Supreme Being, so we all go home to it. And once you’re face-to-face with your Creator, in all probability, It would be happy to see you there.

But the question is: Where are the others? I mean you brought yourself here. How many others have you brought with you because if you have not brought anyone and you’re just there, proud person, yourself, saying, “I'm home. I finished the race,” it will not count as much. You go home alone. Maybe it's good. But it will be better if you go home with many.