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On Saturday, I found out that my cousin who was 34 years old, was shot to death. He was shot six times. It was drug related. He has been battling drug addiction since the age of 14 years old. He has had a life of suffering and has made his family suffer so much due to this addiction. When I heard that he was shot in the head, I started to pray for his safety for I did not want him to die in mortal sin. I did not want him to go to hell, but after his death, the Lord has reveal to me slowly but surely things about my cousin. I don’t think my cousin’s soul is in hell. I always knew him to have a big heart. He would always do anything for me. At his funeral, I found out that he did the same to others. He may not have gone to Mass, but he was always lending a helping hand to those in need. He did go to prison twice as a teenager for drug possession and it was in there that his heart harden the most for as he told me for “unspeakable things were done to him.” I don’t even want to imagine what. He was so young only about 16 the first time and 18 the second time. He was so sweet and kind but had terrible mood swings due to the drugs he was taking, but only demonstrated this anger side of him to his parents and sister only. As a result of this, all his aunts, cousins regreted him with an exception of a few. I was one of the free. He had another cousin he confided in too. I prayed without end for his conversion and freedom from drugs for 20 years. I saw good in his eyes and how evil wanted him for himself. I wrote to him daily in prison. He wrote back to me only twice and begged me not to stop writing to him for I was the only one who did. He said no one came to visit him except his parents.
I ask you to pray for his soul. His name was Edgardo. When I spoke to the cousin he confided in, the Lord blessed me in knowing that my cousin must have been going through a conversion before he was gunned down. He told my cousin how sorry he was for putting his parents through hell and how much he knew he has tired them from 20 years of drug addiction and stealing from them. He knew he was putting their life in danger for he had a hit man after him for he stole drugs without paying for it. He confessed to killing two young teenagers. He said he had too for they were going to kill him and he shot first in self-defense. He said he knows that God had a purpose for him, but that now he wanted out of the drug life and work. He wanted a real job. He told my cousin how much he missed our grandparents who died years before. They were always so good to him because they knew he had a special problem. He said he wanted our grandfather’s rosary, but his mother won’t give it to him. The day he was killed, that morning he asked his mom for that rosary, but she said no. He was wearing two rosaries when he was shot six times. The cousin he who was talking to him made arrangements for him to come to America for he lived in Puerto Rico on that Monday into a drug rehab place that detoxs for 6 months while teaching you English and then gives you work. He was so excited but would not go unless she could get his “so called best friend” in too.
When they did the atopsy on him, from the way the bullet hit his head, they found out it had to be a person standing close to him and the only person there next to him that day was his “best friend” who betrayed him and sold him out. Once he was down, the dealers in the car, came out and shot him six more times in the chest. They drove off in their car. His friend stayed thinking he was in the clear, but the cops thought it odd that my cousin was all shot up and he did not get any hits from the bullets. He is in jail now. If my cousin would not have told his best friend of his plans of leaving to the states, he would still be alive today and he would have made his flight on Monday and had a second chance on life to clean up his life, but I guess it had to be this way.
I also found out that a deacon from the Catholic Church spoke out at my cousin’s funeral and said my cousin came to him many times about questions about God and quiting drugs. So he was not totally losted as I thought he was. I know in my heart our Merciful Savior knew of his situation and the lack of love he received as a child and took all that into account.
I hope you dont mind me going on, but it helped me to speak about him. Good bye, dear cousin, I will miss you. May you rest in peace and I hope you are with our grandparents now. Oh, his mom decided to honor his last request and buried him with my grandfather’s rosary which were in this hands. So he ended up with my grandfather’s rosary afterall.
I ask you to pray for his soul. His name was Edgardo. When I spoke to the cousin he confided in, the Lord blessed me in knowing that my cousin must have been going through a conversion before he was gunned down. He told my cousin how sorry he was for putting his parents through hell and how much he knew he has tired them from 20 years of drug addiction and stealing from them. He knew he was putting their life in danger for he had a hit man after him for he stole drugs without paying for it. He confessed to killing two young teenagers. He said he had too for they were going to kill him and he shot first in self-defense. He said he knows that God had a purpose for him, but that now he wanted out of the drug life and work. He wanted a real job. He told my cousin how much he missed our grandparents who died years before. They were always so good to him because they knew he had a special problem. He said he wanted our grandfather’s rosary, but his mother won’t give it to him. The day he was killed, that morning he asked his mom for that rosary, but she said no. He was wearing two rosaries when he was shot six times. The cousin he who was talking to him made arrangements for him to come to America for he lived in Puerto Rico on that Monday into a drug rehab place that detoxs for 6 months while teaching you English and then gives you work. He was so excited but would not go unless she could get his “so called best friend” in too.
When they did the atopsy on him, from the way the bullet hit his head, they found out it had to be a person standing close to him and the only person there next to him that day was his “best friend” who betrayed him and sold him out. Once he was down, the dealers in the car, came out and shot him six more times in the chest. They drove off in their car. His friend stayed thinking he was in the clear, but the cops thought it odd that my cousin was all shot up and he did not get any hits from the bullets. He is in jail now. If my cousin would not have told his best friend of his plans of leaving to the states, he would still be alive today and he would have made his flight on Monday and had a second chance on life to clean up his life, but I guess it had to be this way.
I also found out that a deacon from the Catholic Church spoke out at my cousin’s funeral and said my cousin came to him many times about questions about God and quiting drugs. So he was not totally losted as I thought he was. I know in my heart our Merciful Savior knew of his situation and the lack of love he received as a child and took all that into account.
I hope you dont mind me going on, but it helped me to speak about him. Good bye, dear cousin, I will miss you. May you rest in peace and I hope you are with our grandparents now. Oh, his mom decided to honor his last request and buried him with my grandfather’s rosary which were in this hands. So he ended up with my grandfather’s rosary afterall.
