19/08/2026
“Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.” — Proverbs 22:6 (NKJV)
Tacloban. Zamboanga. Two campuses, two months apart, same heartbreak.
These weren’t strangers who walked into those classrooms. They were classmates, kids who grew up sitting beside the very students they hurt. Somewhere along the way, something in their hearts went untended, and no one caught it in time.
This verse isn’t a promise that good parenting guarantees a perfect outcome. It’s a call to notice what we’re planting. Values aren’t taught in a single lesson, they’re formed in a thousand small moments: how we handle anger at home, how we listen when a child seems distant, whether we teach them that pain is meant to be carried to God, not unleashed on others.
We can’t undo what happened in Tacloban or Zamboanga. But we can be part of what happens next.
To the Christian youth: don’t stay silent. Your classmates are hurting in ways they may never say out loud. Be the one who shares hope instead of scrolling past. The gospel isn’t just a message for Sunday, it’s the answer this generation is quietly starving for.
To the church, to every believer: this is a call to raise up the next generation in truth, not just our own kids, but the ones in our neighborhoods, youth groups, and classrooms who have no one pointing them to Christ.
And to our schools: open your gates to campus ministries and Christian organizations. Let them in to mentor, to counsel, to walk with students long before a crisis ever happens. Faith formation isn’t a threat to safety, it may be one of the missing pieces of it.
Pray for the families. Pray for the students still sitting in those classrooms, trying to feel safe again. And let’s start training the hearts in front of us, before the world does it for us.