Dearest Bill,
I remember the time I held you in my arms when you were just a few days old, you have such beautiful eyes and smiles.
I remember that I helped to bath you in the small tub and that you offered me "tea" to drink...psss....oh, it shot up straight to my face. And it was just not once but twice, you belaja me minum again when I changed your diaper.
I remember that I fed you in the middle of the night, trying to comfort you and calm you so that you could go back to sleep again.
I remember you grew taller each time I see you and you seemed to begin to develop your own interest and personality.
I remember your demands and your whining when you became impatient, I thought that something must have happened to you that you became to behave this way...this was during my visit in 2013 summer. I was a little worried about your obsession of your mom but I know I can't do much but to hope that you could grow out of it soon.
When I see you this time as you have grown so much, you seemed to be a young man now! You begin to take responsibility of your own self-care and that you are also taking care of others feelings. I am so proud of you, Bill.
Last night you held me tight for few minutes, I know you love me and that you will miss me. So do I, I will also miss you a lot.
love,
Yiyi
Monday, June 23, 2014
Monday, May 26, 2014
A story about a bird
I am grateful for a very special experience that I had this morning.
I saw a bird trapped in the room and I picked it up gently and carefully. I held it with my hands and ready to let it fly, but it didn't fly away immediately. It stood still on my fingers for awhile. It seems to me it wanted to say thank you to me.
Shortly after, it flew away with speed.
I feel blessed that I could actually hold a bird, which I have never imagined I could do so. I was even more happy when the bird rested awhile before it flew away. It seems that it trusted me that I will not hurt it and in fact, help it to get out from where it was trapped...to free it from being trapped.
It means a lot to me when I saw it struggling. It reflected to me the struggles of my refugee clients who are in search for freedom. It also reflected on my own struggle in living a more balance life by not over doing for my own personal interests but more of truly helping others to grow to become who they are called to be.
I know God is always there to help me. He will pick me up from my fall and let me regain freedom again by letting me go freely. I have been given choices to which direction I want to go and like the bird that I held this morning, I could see its determination in flying on one direction. I pray to God that I too can be like this bird, to fly on the direction towards God; to be faithful to His invitation and trust in His love and providence.
It also meant a lot to me when I touched the bird. I could feel its vulnerability an yet it has a life of its own. I feel love for it as I could feel this is how God has touched me in my life, with His gentleness, tender and loving care.
It is a beautiful gift from God that I experience. He has again assured me of His love and He confirms my uniqueness. He has made me today with gifts of love for others, especially those who are weak, voiceless, last and lost.
I thank you Lord for everything that You showed me today.
Written on 24/5/14 @ Maranatha Retreat House
I saw a bird trapped in the room and I picked it up gently and carefully. I held it with my hands and ready to let it fly, but it didn't fly away immediately. It stood still on my fingers for awhile. It seems to me it wanted to say thank you to me.
Shortly after, it flew away with speed.
I feel blessed that I could actually hold a bird, which I have never imagined I could do so. I was even more happy when the bird rested awhile before it flew away. It seems that it trusted me that I will not hurt it and in fact, help it to get out from where it was trapped...to free it from being trapped.
It means a lot to me when I saw it struggling. It reflected to me the struggles of my refugee clients who are in search for freedom. It also reflected on my own struggle in living a more balance life by not over doing for my own personal interests but more of truly helping others to grow to become who they are called to be.
I know God is always there to help me. He will pick me up from my fall and let me regain freedom again by letting me go freely. I have been given choices to which direction I want to go and like the bird that I held this morning, I could see its determination in flying on one direction. I pray to God that I too can be like this bird, to fly on the direction towards God; to be faithful to His invitation and trust in His love and providence.
It also meant a lot to me when I touched the bird. I could feel its vulnerability an yet it has a life of its own. I feel love for it as I could feel this is how God has touched me in my life, with His gentleness, tender and loving care.
It is a beautiful gift from God that I experience. He has again assured me of His love and He confirms my uniqueness. He has made me today with gifts of love for others, especially those who are weak, voiceless, last and lost.
I thank you Lord for everything that You showed me today.
Written on 24/5/14 @ Maranatha Retreat House
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