a rare monday blue

This 200 times 'cycling' almost killed me. I hardly feel my legs and arms. 

This is only day 1 and the best thing is - the fiancée feels like having dinner in hakka village. NAIS!

Oh God bless me..

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Treasures I found at home

In less than 24 hours time, I'll be on my way home flying back to KL.

Just want to pen down something that I've learnt from Eitan. Something that I am still digesting and learning. I pray that it will be bless your heart too.

For the first few days while we are serving and Pastor is preaching in the conference, many of the times we spend and play with Eitan...or I would say Eitan is playing with the i-gadgets. One of the afternoon when we sent pastor, Esther and Eitan back to the hotel, Eitan was tired playing with the gadgets and a bit cranky.. He turned to Esther and said, "I am very sad...I don't have ipad...I don't have ipod.."

"Why do you always complain about things that you don't have? Why don't have you think about the toys that you have..." Esther told Eitan this. And it hit my heart.. I know it is a big lesson for me to learn.

I see Eitan in myself in that situation. Many times, I tend to see and look at what I don't have and what we don't have.

We complain about our parents.

We complain about having bad child hood.

We complain about the government.

We complaint about the church.

We complaint about the school.

We complain about our neighbors.

and the list goes on...

I think when we choose to have a beautiful spirit and be grateful over things we HAVE in our lives, God's grace and his mercy will fall upon us.

say...

Just because dad and mom didn't have time to spend with us in the past...doesn't matter. We make time to just spend time with our old man..

Just because they didn't buy us things or couldn't afford in the past... doesn't matter. Learn to be a generous giver and honor them.

Let's love our parents. 

Let's love others more than ourselves.

Let's love our church.

Let's love our leaders.

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