Remembering.....

I would like to share my thoughts on Maundy Thursday service which was held yesterday at the Wesley Church. The pastor shared with us about the washing of the disciples' feet by Jesus and the last supper. I think all of us do not have any problem regarding the last supper, after all we have been reading this passage of scripture every year. The washing of the disciples' feet was Jesus teaching us about humility and servanthood. I think all of us accepted this too. However, when the pastor went on to teach us about Jesus washing the feet of someone whom He knew would betray him that this really hit home. i have been wrestling with this doctrine the whole day. How to wash your enemy's feet? How to be a servant to someone whom you know have betrayed you?
Tonight was Good Friday service. Jesus had to carry his own cross all the way to Golgotha. i remembered the way very well...i had the privilege of walking the same route some years ago. Again pastor shared about us carying our own crosses every day. Crosses are not burdens. Burdens we can surrender to the Lord but crosses we have to carry every day. This is indeed food for thought. We need to differentiate what are our burdens and what are our crosses. Cast all your burdens upon the Lord for He cares for you. Carry your crosses daily and God will show you His plans for you and bless you richly........amen to that.

Remember....

It is almost a month since i came home. The moment the plane landed in KLIA that i realized i truly missed being home. Home is where the heart is and how true. It was certainly good to be in familiar place again after so long. To be away from home for almost six months is just too long. After a good rest and sleep, i went out to look for good old Malaysian food. I never knew that i missed the curry noodles so much. Of course, they do sell curry noodles Down Under, but the taste is so different. In fact, there are lots of so called Malaysian food sold in Australia, but somehow the food cooked there taste different. Apart from the food, i missed all my friends too. It was good to know that my friends missed me too. There was so much of catching up and chit chatting and we still have not finished yet. The saddest part was a good friend had gone home to be with the Lord. This is one person whom i visited regularly and spent time together sharing our thoughts and experiences. Well, i shall always cherish our time together and remember him with fondness in my heart. When we reached sixty years of age, it is as if the time we have left has suddenly become less. I don't know but this is exactly how i feel now. So i must learn to value the time i have left on the earth.....to learn to love instead of sowing discord and hatred. Maybe then when i leave this earth, people would remember me with fondness too.