Saturday, May 28, 2005
Count your blessings
I woke up today this morning feeling that the whole world owes me a living. But as I cabbed to school, I got to read this advertisement on the box of "pure milk" T shirt. It goes about telling me how fortunate I am if i can breathe, have family members, have a shelter above me, read, live comfortably, then it goes on to ..have a church, worship freely and so on.. yes indeed I was touched to read that little ad, i started to count my blessings and thanked God for all of them. I am reminded by one email my sister sent me. It was about a person's perception towards a filled bottle. Firt it was pebbles, then stones, then sand. No matter what you put in the bottle, its always filled. Through my life, I have been too bothered over the "sand" in my bottle. I saw little things as real big and get myself frustrated. One more encounter that woke me up was a talk with one of my students. She is really a nice girl. When I asked if her parents were here for the parents teacher conference, I found out that her mum was going through a 3rd operation for breast cancer. And there she was still cheerful, executing her student leader duties professionally. She was even glad that her mum will discharge on sunday, the day she will return from the sec 3 camp. Oh mine..her optimism and hope is what I greatly lack.
To add on to my blessings, today I was stress-free. Was so happy when Guan took half day to accompany me. We had a fun and wonderful short time in JB. Returned with purchases and a filled stomach.. it was like our courting days :)
Today is a fruitful day. Its the joy of realising how blessed and loved I am. But as I read this now, I'll stop to say a short pray for my student's mum. Pls remember her too in yours.
To add on to my blessings, today I was stress-free. Was so happy when Guan took half day to accompany me. We had a fun and wonderful short time in JB. Returned with purchases and a filled stomach.. it was like our courting days :)
Today is a fruitful day. Its the joy of realising how blessed and loved I am. But as I read this now, I'll stop to say a short pray for my student's mum. Pls remember her too in yours.



