Friday, September 15
lessons from batam
promised to write a little more about batam.. so here it is.
many times, when we go for a mission trip, we go there wanting to help people, wanting to give them things we have which they don't. that's not wrong, but more often, we come back, learning from them more than we have given.
this trip to the home at batam taught me what love is. 17 children, all from different backgrounds, different place of birth, different families. all they have in common is that they have lost at least one parent. yet they live in unity. they don't get angry when they play sports. they never lose their temper. they do the assigned household chores willingly and diligently. seriously, i hv never seen such wonderful children in singapore.
the trip made me reflect on my life. why can't i show love to the closest people in my life the way these children do? why do i complain so much? for each meal, 2 girls on duty have to wash 20 sets of utensils, plates, pots, pans, whatever. yet no sign of complain, just willingness to help out. me? i complain that i have to wash my own plate.
Lord, help me to love people, to complain less, and to give thanks more.
saw my fav boy at tiang wang kang. deri. it has been one year since i last saw him. he has grown up. but the way he holds the 'twist' sign is exactly the same!
many times, when we go for a mission trip, we go there wanting to help people, wanting to give them things we have which they don't. that's not wrong, but more often, we come back, learning from them more than we have given.
this trip to the home at batam taught me what love is. 17 children, all from different backgrounds, different place of birth, different families. all they have in common is that they have lost at least one parent. yet they live in unity. they don't get angry when they play sports. they never lose their temper. they do the assigned household chores willingly and diligently. seriously, i hv never seen such wonderful children in singapore.
the trip made me reflect on my life. why can't i show love to the closest people in my life the way these children do? why do i complain so much? for each meal, 2 girls on duty have to wash 20 sets of utensils, plates, pots, pans, whatever. yet no sign of complain, just willingness to help out. me? i complain that i have to wash my own plate.
Lord, help me to love people, to complain less, and to give thanks more.
saw my fav boy at tiang wang kang. deri. it has been one year since i last saw him. he has grown up. but the way he holds the 'twist' sign is exactly the same!
see......
last year.
this year.
help me to trust.