"Everyone have a guardian Angel. You just cant see them." Di trying convince me when she saw my face unbelieving look. She told me to read Padre Pio story to understand more.
And my guardian angel did appear that day in the form of a old man on bicycle who signalled me how to perform the reverse parking in the tight geylang loyang 11 street.
Beauty is everywhere once you open our eyes to see it. Amen.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
People never forgets
I found the following quote to be very true.
And I remember it is always so easy to remember those sad, difficult feelings over those happy, joyful ones. So have you create good feelings to your loved ones and the people around you.
People will forgets what you say
People will forgets what you did
But people will never forget how you made them feel.
And I remember it is always so easy to remember those sad, difficult feelings over those happy, joyful ones. So have you create good feelings to your loved ones and the people around you.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Second Crush
10 years ago, MK caused your heart to jump. The first sight of her, standing there in the narrow canteen, sunlights streaming a halo thru her hair, is a sight you remembered forever. You never understand what about her that caused you to like her.
The same her sitting across you have not changed much physically, only slightly slimmer. She came dress simply in a white cotton T with blue denim skirt. As you traded life stories, you noticed that she have become more vocal and more direct than before. You not sure if your comparison is accurate as you realized your memory is fuzzy.
You realized now that her direct, to the point, speaking her mind style makes it easy and attractive to a younger you to like her. A older you realized how you admired her self-confidence and confident of what life works for her and what does not. A wiser you wonders if the confidence and self-confidence is a act from many years of practice.
When you asked her why there no children so far, her darting eyes tell you it is sensitive question to her and then you learn that is a sign that any answer from her will be political correct one.
As you parted, you agreed to keep in touch even thou you realized it is getting harder for you to meet people from your past who have progress on in life stages.
Gravity - You are I am
The same her sitting across you have not changed much physically, only slightly slimmer. She came dress simply in a white cotton T with blue denim skirt. As you traded life stories, you noticed that she have become more vocal and more direct than before. You not sure if your comparison is accurate as you realized your memory is fuzzy.
You realized now that her direct, to the point, speaking her mind style makes it easy and attractive to a younger you to like her. A older you realized how you admired her self-confidence and confident of what life works for her and what does not. A wiser you wonders if the confidence and self-confidence is a act from many years of practice.
When you asked her why there no children so far, her darting eyes tell you it is sensitive question to her and then you learn that is a sign that any answer from her will be political correct one.
As you parted, you agreed to keep in touch even thou you realized it is getting harder for you to meet people from your past who have progress on in life stages.
Gravity - You are I am
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Gal never ask questions with simple intention
"Do you think I am beautiful by Singapore standard?" SL ask bluntly after I told her that she can speak frankly.
"Yes, you are. You have sweet looking eyes with a nice small face. You are well-toned, from your constant swimming. You are attractive." I smile as I answered.
It is much later that I realized her question may be more than just a simple question seeking my opinion. It could be her asking for my opinion of her beauty. I will never know if it is what I suspected because I do not want to know as it will ruin for me the delicate balance between our friendship. For I could not behave myself in the same way toward her again.
The Perishers - Pills
"Yes, you are. You have sweet looking eyes with a nice small face. You are well-toned, from your constant swimming. You are attractive." I smile as I answered.
It is much later that I realized her question may be more than just a simple question seeking my opinion. It could be her asking for my opinion of her beauty. I will never know if it is what I suspected because I do not want to know as it will ruin for me the delicate balance between our friendship. For I could not behave myself in the same way toward her again.
The Perishers - Pills
House Bound Mass: Roman 9:1-5
As I sat there, far from her, away from my sight, yet her slow low voice, cry out with so much appreciation, wonder, love that caught everyone attention.
"Brothers and sisters:
I speak the truth in Christ, I do not lie;
my conscience joins with the Holy Spirit in bearing me witness"
Her voice breaking, choking on invisible tears, continues...
" that I have great sorrow and constant anguish in my heart.
For I could wish that I myself were accursed and cut off from Christ"
She sobs and making great efforts to continue, trying hard to voice out the words that touches her so deeply, trying hard to finish her role in mass.
"for the sake of my own people..."
Unable to finish, her attempts to breath back her tears, her attempts to stop her sobbing, sound out loudly across the hall.
She is a old lady, house-bound, bought over by an volunteer, taking part in a Mass for people like her. Another younger volunteer took over her and finished the passage.
Today reading is more touching, more wonderful than all previous reading I heard, for it was spoken by someone immediately touched by the love of our God. Even though she is not able to complete the reading, her voice showed her faith and love. It is not what is spoken but what came from the heart. And today, her heart spokes.
Amen.
"Brothers and sisters:
I speak the truth in Christ, I do not lie;
my conscience joins with the Holy Spirit in bearing me witness"
Her voice breaking, choking on invisible tears, continues...
" that I have great sorrow and constant anguish in my heart.
For I could wish that I myself were accursed and cut off from Christ"
She sobs and making great efforts to continue, trying hard to voice out the words that touches her so deeply, trying hard to finish her role in mass.
"for the sake of my own people..."
Unable to finish, her attempts to breath back her tears, her attempts to stop her sobbing, sound out loudly across the hall.
She is a old lady, house-bound, bought over by an volunteer, taking part in a Mass for people like her. Another younger volunteer took over her and finished the passage.
Today reading is more touching, more wonderful than all previous reading I heard, for it was spoken by someone immediately touched by the love of our God. Even though she is not able to complete the reading, her voice showed her faith and love. It is not what is spoken but what came from the heart. And today, her heart spokes.
Amen.
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