This morning it rained again. When I was closing the windows in my room, the downpour reminded me of the elderly lady I met yesterday morning. I remembered her tattered umbrella and was wondering how she was doing. I quickly washed up, opened my storeroom and looked for a new umbrella. I found one golf umbrella. Though it was big but I thought she may find a way to tie it on her trolley and use it to shelter herself and the card-boards she collects.
Off I went to find her. She was not at the coffee shop. I asked the same helper I spoke to and he said he saw her earlier and asked me to head for the shop-houses further down the road. I did just that and after walking around, I finally found her.
She remembered me and smiled. I greeted her before passing her the umbrella and also a box of Swiss-roll which grandma bought. We had two boxes and I thought we can make do with one. I also gave her a packet of tea. She kept thanking me. I asked her whether she was going to vote. She said she does not know. I guess she has not done so for a while.
I am happy that she was not drenched like yesterday. Thank God for that. I am at least relieved to know that from today onwards, she would remain dry should there be future downpours. I prayed that God will provide for her needs daily. I also remembered in prayer the other elderly lady I bumped into along of the streets of The Hague in The Netherlands. I hope she is well too.
Anyway, I headed home as I needed to catch up with grandma about how she is doing after the conflict with my brother last evening. When I entered her room, she showed me a small box which contained some $50 notes in it. She was apologetic for accusing my brother and I for cheating her of the allowance. I told her it was alright. Apparently, last night after I left her room, she actually went to search her cupboard and it was there she found the small box.
Well, praise God for that too. I am beginning to see the results of how dealing with matters differently, as in peacefully and objectively, at home does make a difference. If I had done so with a hostile or heated attitude, I think things will always remain the same and relationships will always be strained.
Praying a lot also helps because allowing God to be a part of a situation helps me be assured that it will be fine after a while. Praying also keeps me in perspective and helps me to persevere especially during times when my loved ones do not respond to me.
I used to be very impatient, always expecting answers and responses from them but not anymore. I confess that sometimes I still have this weakness but dealing with it involving the element of prayer, helps me to let go and let God. It is painful when your loved ones are not responding to you but by praying, it allows me to give God the time and opportunity to speak to them. All I can do is hope that one day they will open up again.
Well, I came back not too long ago from voting. I am resting now. Chest feels a little weird again but I have taken the medication. I must remind myself to go to the hospital on Monday to get some more prescribed as the ones with me are running out. I am still puzzled as to why I have been feeling the discomfort lately. Never-ending ailments I have.
Other than that, it has been a pleasant day.
Just realised a long long day awaits me tomorrow - church in the morning, lunch with my cell group, missions preparation with the Youth Ministry Mission Team and then in the evening I have to host two tables at a thanksgiving dinner in Orchard Hotel. I am praying God will just sustain me.
He will. :)
Off I went to find her. She was not at the coffee shop. I asked the same helper I spoke to and he said he saw her earlier and asked me to head for the shop-houses further down the road. I did just that and after walking around, I finally found her.
She remembered me and smiled. I greeted her before passing her the umbrella and also a box of Swiss-roll which grandma bought. We had two boxes and I thought we can make do with one. I also gave her a packet of tea. She kept thanking me. I asked her whether she was going to vote. She said she does not know. I guess she has not done so for a while.
I am happy that she was not drenched like yesterday. Thank God for that. I am at least relieved to know that from today onwards, she would remain dry should there be future downpours. I prayed that God will provide for her needs daily. I also remembered in prayer the other elderly lady I bumped into along of the streets of The Hague in The Netherlands. I hope she is well too.
Anyway, I headed home as I needed to catch up with grandma about how she is doing after the conflict with my brother last evening. When I entered her room, she showed me a small box which contained some $50 notes in it. She was apologetic for accusing my brother and I for cheating her of the allowance. I told her it was alright. Apparently, last night after I left her room, she actually went to search her cupboard and it was there she found the small box.
Well, praise God for that too. I am beginning to see the results of how dealing with matters differently, as in peacefully and objectively, at home does make a difference. If I had done so with a hostile or heated attitude, I think things will always remain the same and relationships will always be strained.
Praying a lot also helps because allowing God to be a part of a situation helps me be assured that it will be fine after a while. Praying also keeps me in perspective and helps me to persevere especially during times when my loved ones do not respond to me.
I used to be very impatient, always expecting answers and responses from them but not anymore. I confess that sometimes I still have this weakness but dealing with it involving the element of prayer, helps me to let go and let God. It is painful when your loved ones are not responding to you but by praying, it allows me to give God the time and opportunity to speak to them. All I can do is hope that one day they will open up again.
Well, I came back not too long ago from voting. I am resting now. Chest feels a little weird again but I have taken the medication. I must remind myself to go to the hospital on Monday to get some more prescribed as the ones with me are running out. I am still puzzled as to why I have been feeling the discomfort lately. Never-ending ailments I have.
Other than that, it has been a pleasant day.
Just realised a long long day awaits me tomorrow - church in the morning, lunch with my cell group, missions preparation with the Youth Ministry Mission Team and then in the evening I have to host two tables at a thanksgiving dinner in Orchard Hotel. I am praying God will just sustain me.
He will. :)
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