Recently, I had been deeply disturbed. As the overall manager, I tried to help mend a strained relationship between one of our employees, and her line manager. My intention was simply to keep the peace, help the employee understand her manager better, and support her growth and improvement.
I did not realize that the manager found my approach unprofessional, especially because I spoke directly with the employee. This misunderstanding culminated in him unexpectedly resigning from his role. He candidly shared that he felt I had been involved in matters he believed were outside my scope. This came as a surprise to me, as my intention throughout had been to promote harmony and effective collaboration within the team.
What hurt me most was what followed. He began acting as if I did not exist—he would not respond when I spoke to him, and would quietly leave the room whenever I was around. The relationship turned sour just before New Year’s Eve, something I neither expected nor wanted. As someone who values openness and connection, especially in my role, this situation weighed heavily on me.
On January 13, I felt a strong and sudden urge to watch again the documentary about Pedro—my “little brother”—particularly the part where he speaks about the recurrence of his cancer. I felt the need to seek refuge and ask for his prayers. I am the kind of person who finds it difficult to work well when relationships are strained, and I truly needed help.
While watching the video, I received a message from a close friend telling me about a new documentary on Pedro, A Friend in Heaven. That was when I realized—with amazement—that it was Pedro’s 8th birthday in heaven. I couldn’t help but feel that Pedro himself had nudged me to revisit his life and testimony. That is what a friend does—and I have always considered Pedro a dear friend and brother.
Moved to tears, I prayed and spoke to him from my heart. I told him that my role was already difficult, and I asked him to please ease it by helping this person forgive me and soften his heart.
This morning, quite unexpectedly, the line manager reached out to me and he began speaking to me as if nothing had happened. The coldness was gone. In that moment, I felt Pedro telling me, almost playfully, “Hey, I prayed.” And truly, he did.
I am deeply grateful. Thank you, Pedro, for your friendship and prayers.
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14 January 2026

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