This morning, my wife shared with me a news article which featured my former lecturer in Singapore Bible College. He won an ExtraOrdinary Caretaker Giver award. As I read his story, I could not help but crying and felt emotional in the inside.
Last night we had a conference. 4 of us discussed a lot of things. We haven’t arrived at final conclusion besides going through what needs to be done and covered. It was a mixed feelings. On one hand, I’m happy that my mum in law won’t need to go for immediate and aggressive treatment. On the other hand, I’m sad because the treatment is lifelong and the medicine is expensive (more than what we can afford). On one hand, I’m afraid because this is a new medicine with not much well established. On the other hand, I’m happy too because at least there is something to try.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. ~ Psalm 147:3
It has been a very hectic, trying, and weird weeks and days in my life. I was delivered so wonderfully that until today, I still can’t stop singing and telling of God’s goodness. At the same time, I was witnessing and going through heartbreaking moments and experience.
This morning, I met with a very impressive lady. Never in my life I met such wonderful person. Words just can’t describe her. And yet, I mourned and wept because she just lost her dear brother. Again, I can’t describe the emotion that went through me. It just so deep and I wept.
I was enjoying a new change and met a lot of interesting and wonderful people. I rejoice for the whole new experience. And tonight, I heard the result about my mum in law prognosis. Her type is the rare one, and hence it was told she would require life long eating up new medicine, and that’s costly and also risky. But we can’t leave her just like that, at least my small heart don’t think that’s a good idea. Pain and suffering just isn’t good.
So I cried out to God. And He provided me with the strength, so I can face another day. Our life and our being could be broken. We are easily broken. But still, we can also be wonderful. We might be broken on the inside and outside. But by God’s grace, we could be wonderful life and story. Only in Jesus such hope could exist.
Jesus entered Jerusalem and went into the temple courts. He looked around at everything, but since it was already late, he went out to Bethany with the Twelve. ~ Mark 11:11
I wrote the story in another page Twice saved, reflecting the Messiah journey to Jerusalem and my meditation on the narration. Yesterday, the preacher said that Mark is probably the most difficult account as he narrated without commenting. I thought that’s probably not true, because Mark actually wants us to understand from narration or story telling, the way he tells the story, the way he describes the actions and the events tells us a lot.
This afternoon, we had guest to come to our place. The children had good times, they played together and had such fun. My wife served a wonderful lunch for 8 people. I didn’t manage to take any picture to capture the event. I quite regretted for not taking the picture. At one point I wanted to take a picture, then I saw the glance from the girl that she didn’t want to be in the picture, or a questioning look, why? Then I didn’t take the shoot. Should have been more bold to ask their permission for a picture.
Yet on the same time, the question why a picture? Is it for my glory? That I opened my house and invited people for lunch? Or to thank my wife’s hospitality and kind heart?
One question that stuck in my mind is about making friends, how one cross the barriers and making friends. If I look back, it was the children that making the most number of friends. And I probably making the least of it.
Lord, please help us to have genuine friendship here.