We need to be reminded...

Sometimes we need to be reminded that we have much to be thankful for. Yes I may have wanted it differently even had it differently, and then I am reminded to be thankful. This last week when we were at my sisters house she brought us to a home for prayers. This family of 3 lived in a small low cost apartment with no lights at the staircase, rubbish strewn all over a tiny place. Both my sons were with me and I can see my oldest one observing the surrounding and taking it all in. And I felt humbled,  they were so gracious in welcoming us and serving us with whatever they have. And I also used that moment to teach my children to be thankful for what we have and to realise that not all out there has much. Today we were at a morning devotional when a parents brought their daughter who is severely ill with cancer for the devotional and although the young lady's eyesight is failing she insisted to read a prayer. And it made me feel that sometimes how we let our sleepiness and a little tiredness stop us from attending prayers, when we can never know that  we may not be able to do it one day. Sometimes I need to be reminded..And I am truly grateful for all that I have.

Good Samaritan

Siva and Bhaarath

We were returning home from a meeting when we saw a couple, with a boy about 3 years old on a motorbike. The husband was pushing the bike and it was obvious that they ran out of petrol. They were on the other side of the road, and the next petrol station is a quite a distance away. My husband the good samaritan (and I mean this. I have yet to come across someone so genuinely selfless and helpful...regardless of gender, creed and race), made some turns, and twist and stopped to tell the man to wait at the side of the road so he could get to the nearest petrol station to get some petrol. The family looked a little anxious but they abided (probably due to my husband's towering height). So we went to the petrol station, found a bottle and filled it up with petrol and brought it to the family. They were so grateful. Arjoonha exclaimed, 'poor family, luckily we helped'! It was a good feeling indeed.

Brain is a box of wires?

We went over to meet Mr Oh about the house and found out it was Dr Oh, and he teaches at a private university. So we looked at the house with a more critical eye, and walked through the neighbourhood. Okay it seemed like a quiet neighbourhood, maybe it will buzz with more life after office hours. So we came to a term that we will sleep on it and revert to him in a day or two. Meanwhile what we should do is to think further, pray and to decide. Oh yes another sad incident on the way to Paramount Garden today we came across a 16 year old student mugged by 2 thieves. He was shaken and we drove him back to his home, his parents were at work so we got him to call his mother to let her know. Then we drove back to the place where the incident happened and picked his glasses and my husband rode his bicycle to the boy's home, as it did not fit into the car. My husband was clearly upset about the incident and he was very concerned about the boy. The my colleague Louis joined us to view the house and offer his opinion. Decisions need to be made soon about the house...