Sharing a beautiful story (fowarded email from Veronica Wong):
Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts.
This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, "OK, dad, I'm ready."
His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?"
"Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out."
Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain."
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"
Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather." Despondently, the boy asks, "Dad, can I go? Please?"
His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son.."
"Thanks Dad!"And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?" With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE."
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"
Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, "Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?"
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck.
Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away." I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me." I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, "Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU." Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.
You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell."
There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One.
Our Heavenly Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named.
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
你有问过你的父母你出生后学会说的第一个字是什么字吗？
Our Heavenly Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named.
Apart from play-acting as some cartoon characters (Power Puff Girl Z is his favourite, period), my nephew Waiyu also has his natural interest to draw. Due to that, we have to repaint our house early this year to cover his initial art works on the wall. Anyhow, a few months ago, he drew this on a piece of paper and said to me,"my love, for you." As usual, in the following he appealed for something I can't remember, but still, it's a fisrt "LOVE" I can't forget.
It's been some time I haven't go for a movie with my wife. So, we saw the advertisements of this film whenever I log on to read the news or when we wander in the shopping mall. The pre-screening tactic was good enough to catch our attention and ensure our interest to wait for its show time.
这几天老婆都在牙痛着...... 
六月十八日。经过漫长的二十二年，Boston Celtics再次重夺NBA总冠军；同一天，沙登又下了一场大雨。
如Sam Cassell, Eddie House, P.J. Brown以及在防守端积极付出的role player, James Posey。如他们所说，they are part of the history now。 
扯遠了，我想說的是，同樣是六月四日，19年后，活在馬來西亞的我們的生活方式也被改變了。這一晚，隨處可見到車龍搖著尾巴敞開嘴巴幾乎把一間間的添油站給吞噬了。大家都想在午夜十二點來臨之前為車子添滿最後一缸RM1.97的汽油。因爲從十二點零一分開始我們就要進入最低价RM2.70的世界了。於是，剛放工的人不往家裏回而是先到油站去喂飽車子；早已回到家看五點電視新聞的人呢就當作是飯後消遣的乖乖到住家附近的油站排隊去；當然，也有一些不肖首相出爾反爾的人或是有錢人，並沒有興致去參與這一場文化展出。
“吸毒的人都是源自空虚。那，究竟是空虚可怕，还是吸毒可怕？”
在加油站开同学会真的很贴切。分享以往校园生活的点点滴滴、谈谈目前的生活工作、鼓励各自的灵命成长、拍拍肩膀，打打气。虽然回到家已是午夜十二点了，很累，明天还要继续教学工作，可是内心却是饱满的，友爱满溢。
怀宇：你坐着我的笔了！
工作的繁忙让我无法时常有时间观看电影。可是时不时上帝总会让我扭开电视机时可以观赏到一两部难得的好电影，那种让人沉淀心思及带来深刻影响的影画作品。就像Sepet，小孩不笨的第一集拍的并不怎么样。可是续集的I Not Stupid Too却是一部现代父母和教师必看的教育启示录。
一开始看到这两本书的出版就很想买下来，可是后来看到教员休息室的书橱里有放着这两本书便打消了念头，因为想着要节省。可是后来当我想借来看时它却已不翼而飞了。肯定是某个同事借了回家，直到今日还没还回来。.jpg)
当我开始爱上看时事评论专栏时，有好几次都被夜雨晨风、情在人间或马荷加尼的叙事手法给吸引住。原来时事评论也可以这样写的。
妈：我还欠十元，你可以给我十元吗？
三月八日看着七八十岁的老公公老婆婆拖着或缓慢或仍坚韧的脚步一步一步地走到投票中心履行他们的公民责任，再看到有好几位的老人家因无故的被排除在选民册外而悲伤或愤愤不平-我看到了自己的无地自容，也为只有少数的年轻人到场投票而感到惭愧。年轻的一辈可以高谈阔论对政府的不满或对国家的期望，可是我们却没用最实际的方法去作出改变。
While walking down the street one day a Malaysian Boleh Minister is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance. "Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.".jpg)
Duty makes us do things well; but love makes us do them beautifully.
