This continued from last week sharing actually. Because i can't find suitable title yet, so decided to postpone it.
Continue from the little story.
I thought that this is good news to his parents that they should be told about this. I told the boy that I would like to speak to his parents. His father normally will send him for tuition, and will come back to attend 2nd service. So I asked if he could wait for me till I cleaned up the classroom and then we will see his father together.
Happily I tidied up the room to, and found out that the boy has gone after that.
Yah ... i thot where have u gone boy. I could still probably caught up. So i rushed to the main areas where I could see almost everybody. It must not be very difficult to spot boy and his dad. Well, i couldn't find them and after staring there for awhile, thot that they've gone, and probably next week I'll have chance to speak with his parents.
Went up for the 2nd service. It's bit strange arrangement when people just passed-by my row, to fill up the fronts and the back rows, but my row was basically empty (only me with my 'ang-moh' friend sitting in the middle of the row and 1 couple at each ends of the row). I was joking to my friend that perhaps people don't like me, therefore everybody passed-by our row :p
Theré was a short break for people to greet one another. Obviously i greeted the persons in front and behind of me. Nobody was on my right / left. Then i saw one of the lady sat at the end of the row came approaching me. She extended her hand and shook my hand. She introduced herself as the boy's mother. And pointed to the man stood there as her husband; the boy's father. That's it. At that moment a silent joy broke out from my heart my heart. I told them it must be God's leading and will speak again after the service. I quickly told my friend...God is so good...
I had always wanted to meet the boy's parents. Today, the more i wanted to see his parents, and then i missed out the chance. But finally...beyond any mind could imagine....there the parents sitting at the end of the row...where nobody else wants to sit in that row. =)
And they knew me ... though i didn't know them and we haven't met yet in person. How could they possibly know me? How could they turn to me in the hall with so many people?
I thank God so much
And obviously...one lesson on trust.
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Earlier part of the day... I asked a friend to come and visit the Sunday service. She agreed, and the arrengement for her to passby my place first before we go together. That morning, she called for direction, and i told her the usual way (for me), "by South Buona Vista road"....that's it. I thought i did a very great job, for it's shorter road, with good view of nature, and winding road that the only one in the whole singapore. Perfect..
Only later i realized, i forgot to tell her to turn left at the end of the road. Most drivers won't know my place....and most driver will take the right turn instead the left turn.
So yeah. I only hoped that she won't be so naive to simply follow what i just said. I hoped she would choose the more obvious road she's more familiar (the other day she used different road), instead following my 1 sentence instruction. I hoped, but deep within, I was afraid I know what kind person she is. :p
Few minutes passed, and they haven't come yet. So i tried to call her friend's number and her friend answered...that's it. She left already and returned the number back to her friend. :| I told her friend the mistake i made. I remember her not so encouraging words: "
Trust God". Yea...so easy to say, and yet so difficult to do. There i learnt the difficulty of that simple words. Trust, isn't easy thing. So yah, I committed to the Lord and simply trusted (after i can't do anything else again).
Soon my phone rang...the anticipated news came that she's lost. Thank God at least I know she's lost and not too far. As expected, the driver turned right instead left. I scolded the taxi driver who missed the way and didn't know the right way. So yah...that's the early morning little drama. I thot trusting God is easy when in such simple thing i failed.
Thank God finally when soon the taxi came and she's safe. Couldn't speak for few minutes for allowing such mistakes and turned what supposed to be peaceful morning to such 'episode'.
Reminded me of few years ago incident of losing my sister, once at New York City Centre Park and once at Toronto's airport. God has been so good to me thus far.
