about ytd
yesterday, prayer meeting ended early.
and so i went back early. after saying bye bye to my church friends, i went to seven eleven and do spastic stuff. Then i walked out, and saw an elderly woman drop a cardboard box. i helped her pick it up. She told me to go, for she did not want to trouble me. But i explained to her that i still have time. So we walked to her house. What she is collecting are used can drinks that could be found at the area around her. Bags of can drinks are needed to be exchanged for cash.
When i reached her house, it is real run-down. It gotta be the worst conditioned "terrace" house i see at that area. The house does not have a yard, except for a parking lot. I talked with her. She told me that she is seventy-five. She is a christian and attends church every sunday. Presently, she is having diabatees. She had to pay for her bills, thats why she is collecting the cans to exchenge them for money to pay the hospital. Praise God! I also learnt of her ninety year old husband, who is ageing and dieing quickly. He literally have to spend the rest of his life on that chair. I wanted to see her husband. The lady brought me in the house. The house is warm, and air is still. There was not even a fan! except for the bedROOM. However, there is a television set, oven, iron, stove, fridge. All the necessities except ventilation devices.
The i saw her husband.
He is as thin as bones. His thighs have shrunk the the size of my upper arm. His ribs can be seen, even though he is wearing a shirt. He cannot walk, and he is blind. Like a poor man wasting his life on a chair. He cannot do anything except moving his hands, and talking. I had never seen a man so badly conditioned before. Feeling a need to do so, i talked to him in chinese. Telling him my church, and my name. I told him to remember the times when he is so close to the Lord and not to forget them, so he could find joy. He is a christian too. And finally i told him that i would remember their family in my prayer. Throughout the course of the conversation, he did not speak a word.
After that i left the house, and i continued to talk to the elderly woman. We talked about her filial sons. One will always, without fail, come back every night and help his father to bed. Another, who is working in england, will always every week send money to her for her expenses. Whenever he is back, he would stay for 2 weeks, visit the church with the family, and bring back a lot of things.
At around 1010, her son came, and was curious (or alarmed) by my presence. Now i know that i have to go. Her son and his wife thanked me for helping her. Praise God. God arranged it all right.
so i stood at the gate and talked to the lady for another 15 minutes. We talked about church, and she asked me about school. To my surprise, she attends the cantonese service! After that she blessed me, and thanked God. I did the same. I only reached home at 10.35.
I did remember them in my prayers.
It is as if it is so well planned by God! If the prayer meeting hadn't ended early, i would not had met her. If i had not went to seven eleven to do MORE spastic stuff, i would not have met her. If i had walked straight home, i would not have met her too.
Coincidence?
Think again.
