flying away

well a friend of mine is flying off to east timor. and this was what i wrote to her.

hi Siew Lee,
well, thank you for not forgetting me. your mail came at just the right time. Its just heartening to know that where men have failed he will not fail me. He sent you to care about me and even ask how i am, not even my cell members.

i was praying for you and i just felt this compassion that God had for you and lishan. i dont know if it is a vision but i could just imagine you and lishan walking the dirt streets of slums, you wearing a dark coloured cap. and both of you just beckoning to people that stood out in front of their houses eyeing both of you with suspicion but yet with such excitement that made the children follow behind in your footsteps. Their houses were made out of zinc, timber and brick, with their finishings still exposed. the necessity of shelter. surely they could not have built them by themselves, they were too.... modular, as if set out in grid formation, the easiest and fastest way to design a house.

i only see two frames in my vision. one where i picture myself in the middle of both of you as you wave and ask the east timor people to come forth from their homes to follow you.

and the next vision is one where you and lishan have continued down the path that snakes to the right with the children of the village in tow as curious parents follow you and their children, curious in nature. almost childlike nature.... who are they? what do they do? why do they bother helping us? what is it that compels them to do this?

im well guessing that you and lishan were off to the community church or some sort.
i dont know but its just a humble message from me :) i just have this impression that some christians exploit God's ways and speak in a manner that is filled with so much passion but yet it is almost like the dressing of a salad and not the soul of the dish itself.

dressings come in only one flavour at a time, veg in a salad comes in all kinds.

anyway, i stumbled across this statement that abraham lincoin said one day, "a pessimist sees difficulty in every opportunity, an optimist sees opportunity in every diffculty"

thank you siew lee for being part of my life.

yours truly,
Fred