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Beautiful Italian Dead at 18

January 23, 2011
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Chiara “Luce” Badano

29 Oct. 1971 – 07 Oct. 1971

Chiara was the only child of Ruggero & Maria Teresa, an Italian couple who had been trying to have a baby for years. So when Chiara was finally conceived after 11 years of waiting and praying, her mother was very much aware that Chiara wasn’t hers but God’s. Her mom said, “Even though we were so immensely happy, we understood straightaway that this child wasn’t ours alone. She belonged to God first of all.”

[I remembered the story of Samuel in the Bible where his mom Hannah, said this to Eli: 27“I asked him for this child, and he gave me what I asked for. 28So I am dedicating him to the Lord. As long as he lives, he will belong to the Lord.” You can read the whole story in: 1 Samuel 1.]

Chiara was like all the other girls; she was joyful and lively, had a beautiful voice and loved music, swimming, tennis, and hiking. She had a lot of friends and was living in a loving Christian home. But what made Chiara quite different from all the other teenagers was the amount of faith and courage she had.

When she was 17, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder while playing tennis. She was diagnosed with bone cancer. On hearing this news, after a moment’s silence, Chiara accepted the outcome courageously, without tears or rebellion. “I’m young. I’m sure I’ll make it,” she said. In her diary she wrote, “Jesus sent me this illness at the right moment.” Her father later said that, “We were sure that Jesus was in our midst in that moment and he gave us the strength to accept it.”

Soon she lost the use of her legs. But understanding how Jesus was also forsaken on the cross by God, she said, “If they now asked me if I want to walk I’d say no, because this way I’m closer to Jesus.” With the worsening of the illness and to ease the pain, the doctors recommended to increase the morphine. But understanding the pain and suffering that Jesus had on the cross for us, Chiara refused. She said,“It reduces my lucidity, and there’s only one thing I can do now: to offer my suffering to Jesus because I want to share as much as possible in his suffering on the cross.” One morning, after a difficult night, it came to her to say at short intervals, “Come, Lord Jesus.” She knew that soon she would be able to meet him and was getting ready.

On October 7, 1990, Chiara was received by the Holy Lord. She was 18 and just 22 days before her 19th birthday. She had thought of everything: the songs for her funeral, the flowers, her hair style, her dress (white, like a bride’s) and with a special request: “Mom, while you are preparing me, you will have to repeat all the time: now Chiara Luce is seeing Jesus.” When her father asked her if she was still willing to donate her corneas, she replied with a luminous smile. Then she said goodbye to her mother for the last time: “Be happy, because I am.” She smiled at her dad.

Chiara lived an inspiring life. Her faith, trust and courage won over believers and unbelievers alike. One of her doctors, a man who didn’t believe in God and was critical of the Church said, “Since I met Chiara something has changed inside me. Here I find consistency. Everything about Christianity I see here makes sense to me.” One of her friends from Church also said, “At first we thought we’d visit her to keep her spirits up, but very soon we understood that, in fact, we were the ones who needed her. Her life was like a magnet drawing us to her.” A staff from the hospital, Dr. Fabio de Marzi also wrote to her; “I’m not used to seeing people like you. I always thought of your age as being the time of great enthusiasms and sentiments. But you have taught me that yours is also an age of wholeness and maturity.”

Indeed, the faithful ones will live a meaningful life. Chiara might have complained to the Lord and became depressed but she didn’t for she knew the Lord and she held on to His promises. She knows that a new life with God awaits her. Thus, she didn’t fear death and lived her remaining days joyfully strengthening the faith of those around her.

Excerpts from the biography of Chiara Luce, written by Michele Zanzucchi, can be found here.

God bless and Ingat, my beloved reader! 🙂

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First Blog!

January 15, 2011
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Wow after 5 or 6 years, I’m blogging again. But this time I won’t be blogging about personal stuffs. I’d be filling this up with wonderful real-life stories that would touch your heart, make you cry, and inspire you at the same time.

So you’ve probably guessed by now the reason behind warmhearts = stories that warms your heart. 🙂 Brilliant! Hahaha 😀 No actually, I’ve had a hard time deciding for the right blog address cause all the other addresses were already taken like happyhearts, happytears, heartforjesus, etc.

Actually, the two main reasons why I made this blog is that (1) Whenever I read the newspaper & online news, I’d cry over all the unbelievable depressing news from all over the world. Too much evil, nonstop calamities, and foolish accidents. Sometimes I feel like I’m getting numb because I’m getting used to reading such and such crimes and blah blah. Now I don’t want that, I don’t ever wanna be cold & insensitive. Anyway, an upside to this news reading habit is that I’d also get to read a lot of touching and inspiring life stories from around the world. And it’s just a very wonderful feeling for me whenever I cry out of pure joy and love for the Lord. So with this blog, I want to share this kind of feeling. (2) I want to honor and thank the Lord for all these stories. I believe that He’s helped and blessed the people in these stories and I just want to shout out my love and belief to the Lord through this.

Hmm.. Another thing, I’d be posting stories from all countries. (Hopefully, that is.) Well just like everyone, one of my dreams is to go around the world and see its beauty. But that would be very hard for me. :p So I’ve just decided to tour the world through all these stories.

P.S. I hope I’d be able to keep this blog up. I’ll try to post at least once a week.

Please be safe. God bless! 🙂