I know it would be hard writing about her and the life she lived. I don’t even know how to start. I know that one can never put to words a love that is true. But I will try…
If there is one word that I could use to describe her life, her walk with the Lord Jesus Christ, it would be this: LOVE. I didn’t meet her in person, but her teachings on the Word of God that were recorded on tape were my companions and encouragement, day and night, as I waited for God’s healing. And I came to really know her.
She was only in her twenties when she and the beloved Hon. Pastor Wilde E. Almeda started the ministry, through the promptings of the Holy Spirit. And while they were starting a family, the demands of the young church were of top priority to them.
The love for the salvation of souls: this about sums up the life they lived in the Lord Jesus Christ. Even after barely two weeks of recuperation from giving birth, she would be in the banks of a river or a bay, baptizing those who came to the Lord.
They started with nothing, having given up all sources of worldly wealth. But as the Lord was with Moses, so He was with them, every step of their journey. They lived their days mostly on their knees, praying and fasting, beseeching the Lord to stretch forth His hand to save, to deliver, to heal.
And the people came to the Lord Jesus, multitudes of them, and received salvation of their souls and healing of their bodies.
One would listen to the beloved Assistant Pastor Lina C. Almeda, and one would marvel at the fervent, genuine love she had for the Lord Jesus Christ. The kind of love that is birthed by being full of the Holy Spirit. Before she would begin her Bible Study in the pulpit, she would sing one or two songs for the Lord, urging everyone to sing and worship with all his/her being. And she would sing and worship, words of praise and thanksgiving would overflow from her lips, and tears of great awe and love and joy, would be flowing freely.
The Holy Spirit would descend to this humble servant, and she would be full of it, speaking in tongues for a great while. And it will linger, until the mighty sound of the powerful outpouring would resound to all corners of the whole congregation. And I have seen and heard such gripping and healing power. Yes, there is not enough words to describe the glory, the majesty, the wonder of God that He powerfully shows a glimpse of in His humble Church.
She was fervent in teaching about loving, obeying, and totally surrendering one’s life to the Lord. She was passionate about living and teaching a life of holiness. She wept in the pulpit, imploring everyone NEVER to be lukewarm in their love for the Lord Jesus Christ and for ALL He cares about. Alongside the beloved pastor, she prayed, fasted, worshiped, taught, counseled, admonished, rebuked, showed how to really love and serve the Lord, and how to walk before Him in a way that is pleasing in His sight.
For this cause we also, since the day we heard it, do not cease to pray for you, and to desire that ye might be filled with the knowledge of his will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding; that ye might walk worthy of the Lord unto all pleasing, being fruitful in every good work, and increasing in the knowledge of God. (Col. 1: 9-10)
If there was an embodiment of the woman in Proverbs 31, I would humbly say that it was the beloved Assistant Pastor Lina C. Almeda, our spiritual parent.
In October of 2003, about two weeks before I would be brought to the feet of Jesus, she addressed the Church for the last time. She loved until her last strength*. This was the love of the Lord. And she was the humble vessel.
So, affectionately longing for you, we were well pleased to impart to you not only the gospel of God, but also our own lives, because you had become dear to us. (1 Thess. 2: 8 NKJV)
All glory and honor and praise and thanksgiving belong to the Lord God Almighty!
Do we have a Laodicean heart? A lukewarm, partly-loving, partly-believing, partly-trusting, partly-surrendered heart? The Lord knows and sees, and His Spirit grieves.
I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. (Rev. 3: 15-16)
Footnote: *One of the beloved assistant pastor’s grandchildren testified that the night before her grandma would be with the Lord, the little girl dreamed of angels coming to take her.
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May God bless you more, beloved brethren-in-Christ and kind friends!