Past & Present

This time last year was a downright scenario–so contrary to this slow pace life. I was home and yet so lost. There in the middle of megacities I found myself struggling still. More than all the hustle and bustle, the way of life had put me undesirably in seclusion–in the past. 

Pressures and stresses along with unbearable trials are also existing in my tiny world, but natures at least aren’t in second the motion–only when it downpours. I sleep well at night, breathe fresh air every second, laugh a lot, and have time to relax–at present.           

 

 

My Son

“Legacy”? I don’t fully grasp the word still. Let others rather articulate it for me someday. But this is what I have–a heavenly gift–a son. He was only nine years old when God gave me him. Now he’s sixteen. I featured him twice in this blog. 

He was the youngest learner, at thirteen, who joined my TESOL training. He was no different than the rest, the best trainee in fact. He was the youngest translator I worked with–just twelve. And he was the youngest teacher I trained, at 13, the world could imagine. He’s my dear son!

FAITH FREAK

One simple comment about a friend’s post for one plain reason–to rejoice at the good news, but made my written remark so intricate in return. Her reply would say confined to her religiosity alone. She was so defensive. My thought was crisp and clear but a kind support. And so I wrote an ambiguous message on Facebook to speak out my disappointment. 

I’ve learned the Bible by heart, but it’s not mine to measure somebody’s spiritual maturity. Also, I’ve studied other religions to serve cross-culturally, but it’s not mine to judge a moral standard.  I am no faith freak.   

ABSTAIN

My heart grieves each day over someone’s tragic circumstance–unavoidable news that flashes before me whenever I stay online–at least from my subscription. I don’t even know these people, but this fate worse than death experiences affected me so much. It’s weakening me now. 

Just this morning, I decided to abstain from this worldwide website for a week perhaps or two. It starts today. I don’t care even it will take me not opening my emails consequently. Back home more than a decade ago, I skipped watching our local news on TV because it was too depressing. It helped.