Tears she held back

As we get ready to board the bus,
she comes to bid us farewell,
but the tears she holds back I can see.
How she wishes we could stay and not leave.
How she wishes we could have another moment together.
People frequently come and go,
so many passersby.
Who will love her?
Who will love her home?
Are we another group that comes and goes,
or will we be one that will be committed?
One that will be committed to a partnership so deep,
that it will bring forth fruit,
fruit that will last?

Quicksand

A note I wrote from 9 April 2012:

With a density greater than that of the human body, it is impossible for a person to be killed by quicksand. However, the way to get out of its trapping is sometimes counterintuitive. I think there are some analogies with temptation. As children of God, with wisdom and the Holy Spirit, we know that temptation has no (final) hold over us, and is incapable in itself to cause death. However, just like quicksand, its suction force gives it the potential to be an accomplice in murder. Toying with, or struggling with temptation is oftentimes natural, but that just strengthens the grip that it has on us.

Just like how explorers have placed warning signs in places of quicksand, the Bible and people around us forewarn us of situations of impending danger. It is foolish not to heed such warnings.

There is a sentence that I’ve found worthy of quoting: The devil tempts all other men, but that idle men tempt the devil.

From the time I received my letter of offer from Accellion, I went into cruise mode, as though I was on ecstasy, and didn’t schedule things in the upcoming (last) week, as I did previously. It was possibly the lowest week for this year. With nothing on my calendar, I had plenty of idle time, a devil’s playground. I yielded and sinned against my own body.

10 years ago on Easter, a drama scene depicting Jesus’ struggle in Hades pierced my heart and I turned away from suicide and never contemplated it again. The price he paid and the realization that this life doesn’t belong to me made me see the unfairness of giving up on myself.

This year I make the same choice again, to walk from death into life. This time, in preparation to enter society and work and get married, I choose the fullness of life. Abundant life. Just the way it is written about in the Bible, and the way I see it lived out by the many who have gone before. I choose to seize every day, for the satisfaction that that day was lived for God. Not just a good life, but a great life.

为什么我喜欢中国、北京

别人常常问我,我为什么选择来中国,甚至北京这空气恶劣的城市?澳大利亚不好吗?美国不好吗?有些人说,城里的人想出去,城外的人想进去,但我觉得这不完全正确。很多人也喜欢待在家里。今天,我希望跟大家分享我怎么喜欢上中国。

我小时候,基本对中国和中华文化没什么概念,甚至在上中学的时候被排到了慢班。我跟我家人一直以来都用英语交流,中文对我没有什么意义,而且中文课应该是我比较讨厌的课。

2006年初,我在大学放了暑假,但因为签证的问题,我不能跟我爸妈待在新加坡三个月。那时候,我爸派了我去上海待一个月,让我感受感受中国。那时候,我也去了江南地区玩了一趟。我觉得,那时是我跟中国培养感情的开端。2007年末,我跟我的家人一起去了澳门玩。我们那时候也去了珠海一趟。我还深刻的记得,我那时过了边境,踏上中国的土地的时候,突然感觉我回到了家的样子。2009年,我去了华师大进修了一年的中文,在暑假期间跑了西安、北京、温州。那次的旅程让我更深的了解了中国。2011-2012年我在新加坡找工作的时候,因为不能留在新加坡,去了厦门、黄山、成都、九寨沟、重庆、海口。经过多次的旅途和接触,我跟中国渐渐地定了情。

这感情是怎么培养的呢?长话短说,是神把中国放在我的心里。经过不同经历,经过跟别人沟通,我发现中国在我心里慢慢地占了个越来越重要的位置。

那,我为什么喜欢北京呢?
一、我喜欢北京的文化气氛。北京是祖国的古都之一并且是目前的首都。在地铁站里看到字原的宣传,也会让我很开心。
二、我感受到北京的包容性。这城市包容了中国各地以及世界各国的人民。
三、在北京居住的人一般比南方人要坦诚、大方。
四、我觉得北京的生活节奏会比上海慢一步,给人呼吸的空间去思考生命中的大问题。

这些年跟中国培养的感情,去年十一月21日终于上了一个台阶。老子说:千里之行,始于足下。在中国安家的第一步,就是立足。在这里生活,这段时间,每天知道我在中国,都会让我开心起来 :-)

2013年第二季度

大家最近好吗?好久没有静下心来写东西了。这段时间生活过得很快很丰富,但可惜没有记录下来。

上一个季度,除了工作,我花了更多时间在看书、主持团契、以及参加小组活动。上一个季度也是我第一次在中国过年,学会自己从淘宝上买东西,发传单,还有去了长城大约五次。

即使住宿还没找到,我很感恩神每天供应我一切所需。

接下去,我打算开始一个新的系列,以“为什么”开始来更好地了解我自己,以及让我梳理我的思路。如果你想更好在某个方面更好地认识我,或者有个问题要我回答,欢迎在在我的博客留言或者给我发邮件 :-)

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