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Topic: STIR (11/12/15)
TITLE: The more beautiful things in life
By Caleb Cheong
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My feeling is greatly stirred up when I recall being carried on her back, climbing the hill slope to reach the only hospital in town. To save money, she avoided the taxi; to act quickly she gave a miss to the hourly land-rover that fetched outpatients to the hospital from its foothill. My tiny heart throbbed as she was pounding relentlessly on the tarmac road,making her way to the hospital on the hilltop. How could she muster all the strength and energy to ferry a hyperactive child to the doctor's? It must the love of a mother for her fourth child. Who looked after my elder brothers and my younger brother ? My dad must be hard at work to sustain the family.
There are few things more beautiful in life than watching two people who simply love each other so deeply. Images of mother and child always inevitably bring back powerful tenacious memory of my mother lifting me up to the hospital. She merely wanted to get me treated for a nasty septic boil, like a reddish volcano about to explode,growing on my back. It unleashed excruciating pain and discomfortable fever. Yet, my fond memory of her love has caused me to banish the unpleasant aspects of my childhood and move forward.
In retrospect, relationships between a mother and a child aren't transactional; she neither strikes bargains or makes deals. Unreservedly, she gives herself to the child. Meeting the child's needs and assuring the kid by her presence are her greatest desires. Incidentally her love gives me a glimpse of the love from above. Without asking anything in return, God graciously gave His Son.
Well, her birthday falls on Christmas Day but she is yet to receive the free gift from the Baby. This year will be her 5th 18th birthday! Please pray with me that she will receive the best Christmas Gift when we gather to celebrate the occasion. Optimistically, my hope is stirred again as I visualise that the tender mercies of Christ wrapping, enclosing and embracing her and refusing to let her go. May this vision bloom into a glorious reality!
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