I meet U** My Boss' daughter

To earn extra during collage times I took up part time job in a café, I came across with my boss’s daughter, as she assists me in making drinks at the bar side during busy weekends. Like usual girls we would share some talks, she is much younger then me. Been very kind and helpful, running around the café…always warns her mom to stop the addicted smoking habit…now she is having her training as a nurse.


As we work on peeling the fruits on a night I notice she’s wearing a necklace of a small cross pendent, so I was curious about it and ask whether is she a Christian…to my surprise she is not! Yet she continues to explain why she was wearing one…


she mention that most people she came to met were Christian ‘s friend and through her experience she found them mostly projecting good characters…gentleness…friendliness …kind…polite…honest . She values those and was thinking through wearing a cross she might well gave a good impression to others with the same pleasing characters as well as a reminder for herself upon practicing good moral values even though she didn’t come to know Christ well together with his Cross that time. She even held on certain amount of trust toward His believer’s truth worthiness. At the time myself also a non believer but somehow that little conversation left an imprint in my memories. Whenever I saw a person wearing a small cross…



Until today … each reviews taught me more and more…sometimes it made me felt gratitude and proud, been given a privilege to be one of His’ children. The other time it reminds me of important roles and responsibility, focus on the improvement of others along with mine, working on the quality characters and values especially in ways of approaching in dealing with people and matters. Taken up any challenge, possibility or what ever opportunities he has to offer. To put faith and hope for others just like she did in trusting, believe in him that they may come to see his righteousness and goodness. Each day come with greater confident and hope in the footsteps of walking closer to His likeness, to lay down with willingness and gentleness just like once He shown … bearded his own cross, surrender himself to be nails down…

I meet U** Buddy

The day I lost May…somehow Sing Yee and wei pin both of my close friends, lost their’ buddy too…


The news came by in such a cruel way …unexpected…stumble down every single confident and belief which they always held dearly…upon life…believing in good…self-love…this were part of their promising friendships, an admiration toward this buddy. At the moment both of my dear friends were over shadow by such darkness.


He took his own life…in his own room, leavening a note and all others behind…leavening all the denials when they couldn’t come to accept the deadly truth. In other eyes he was a happy healthy person, who used to be very helpful, kind with his friendliness, lead himself with God servanthood, fear enough to live in obedient... his death was unaccepted by most of everyone. A fallen…


At the time I was not doing much in consoling my dear friends…all we did were to share talks about this person remembering his goodness…the truth I didn’t come to know this person at all…I only get to know him by his death.


Last day before I left Kampar pay a visit to Wei Pin’s house…I saw an old bible on the living room table …wei pin told me long time ago he actually borrow from this buddy…and never had it return … sadly he said …now there’s no way he is going to do that…he plan to put it on his grave…I took a look at the bible…it was a very old English new testament bible edited by oxford… a very good one in fact… i quickly advise him to keep the book rather then letting it be destroy at the grave…at that time I didn’t know why there was an urge in myself …just kept talking hoping I can change his mind…felt so sad and pity inside…yes he may have been gone but there still a little hope which he left for other…a smile of his has touches heart which they remember ….a word of encouragement he once spoken …a bible been left to a friend…surely it mean more then that…



It made me ponder upon God and him…What God had made for him …what himself have choose…is it a tragic?...or a give up on hopeless call? At his very last moment what happen there no body know…We may just jump on a conclusion when relate to suicide…sinful …stupidity…loser…give up…tired…at times of despair…coward.… we often cry out to heaven just like a fallen angel for His great mercy and forgiveness…


even though it was too late in restoring the life, course and action taken place with consequents to bear. I choose to believe God has forgave him…as well as left out a hope…to take on a new beginning, I hope very much his friends and love one come to see …all in His greatness.