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Child of God  ~[Lily Soon] ~Belongs to God. ~I don't bite. ~Music is beautiful. Here & There Talk To Me Definition of Love Love is kind It does not envy It does not boast It is not proud It is not rude It is not self-seeking It is not easily angered It keeps no record of wrongs Love does not delight in evil But rejoices with truth It always protects Always trusts Always hope Always perserveres Love never fails) 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 God's Words Pray with Me -Sister's spiritual growth -Auntie Christina Sim's health & healing -Developing countries -Spiritual growth -Knowing what God has in plan for me -Relatives to know about Christ -Gift of Giving -Studies -Health and well-being of family -Discipline and focus in goals -Perserverence in reading the bible daily Bros & Sis<3 Aimst Fellowship Crystal Bian Bian Lily姐 小云姐 Teddy哥哥 Alex^^ Jasper Max Mic Mic Shi Yi Edith Val Yee Loi Larry Joy Kelvin C Kawaii Kevin Evelyn Felicia Jacinta Rome Serenne Lawson Blogs I Read Yuu~Chan Vain Kenny Xiu Wen Fai Fai Stephy Vincent Joey Shaunnie Christine Baby Bear(Li Ann) Papa Bear(Zhang Huai) Amelia^^ Angeline(Dolphin) Clement Yi Cheng Zhi Hui Rachael Kuan Wen Wei Lian Have a Look Cheesie Xia Xue Vivian Su Ann May Zhee Jessica Peggy Yan Wen Dawn Nira Gwendolyn Cai Weii Esther Pei Yeeng Feisty Charmaine Michelle Justice4BengHock YMI Isabella Chukei-Baby Let bygone be bygone. July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 June 2010 July 2010 October 2010 March 2011 |
Monday, May 26 ( One Week @ 23:07:00 ) Holiday was really unexpected, called it God's perfect timing, meeting up with Mic Mic before she went away to Labuan for Matriculation Programme, and call it perfect timing when God called Grandma back to Heaven when Ah Hong Gor Gor and me were having our sem break and back in Sarawak. On Wednesday morning while I was still in bed, mom came in bringing me a tall glass of soya milk and I drank, gave mom a hug and went back to sleep until 10am, mom came in waking me up, she was in tears. Deep inside, I knew what had happened, my heart skipped a beat. I can't deny that at that moment I still cling to a glimmer of hope that she will be alright... I got up and start packing my stuff, throwing any dark clothes I could find into the small bag and packing sis' bag at the same time. I still managed to remain calm and did not shed a drop of tear. I was surprised I could be so strong. The only fear that I have then was her salvation. Then, I rushed to fetch sis' from school and there was a hulabaloo going to Mom's mom house, my other grandma to send her our supposedly lunch and dad went to the immigration office to settle some stuff, then we were on our journey back to Sibu. Sis was sobbing and as I sat in the car, looking at the roadside, as if zooming pass, I dug deep into the back of my mind, digging out the precious memories that i had had with my grandma, how she used to carry me when I was young and how we went for outing together to a place call "opposite river" in chinese and there were horses, evening sun, bridge, see-saw and swings. How she used to come to my house all the way from Sibu and her yellow brown handbag, how she told my mom that I had been climbing up the roof, how I cling to her while taking photo, her wrinkled face and her beautiful smile. The sense of nolstagia rushed through my nose, making me feel sick-realising how much I miss and love her. Tears start coursing down my cheeks then. Upon arriving, we saw white cloth and people burning hell money and mom broke into a sob and as if the time froze, I slowly walked into the house and my worst fear came true. There she was, lying on the cardboard-laid wooden planks . Still, very still, and cold, like the tiled-floor. A pink cloth had covered her head to toe. My heart felt so sour and it must had broke or corroded. More tears. I was passed a josstick which I absent-mindedly took and stood in a metal tin filled with sand without doing anything with it. Then mom asked if we dare to see grandma and she opened the cloth and we cried more. Dad must be devastated, after all, it is his mother and I know how dad loves grandma. After that, it was a whirlwind of people visiting, paying their respect, burning of hell money, folding of hell money, more crying, some laughter and late-nights of burning jossticks and keeping the candle alight. That was the first day and night, we had to go through Grandma's belongings which was not much. She was really a neat lady. Everything was so neat and tidy. It broke my heart to sort her things. My heart felt as if it was going to stop beating. The second day was when grandma was suppose to be transfer into her coffin. It was tough and there was more tears. Her daughters, daughter in laws, granddaughter and great-grandaughters stayed in to cleaned her and helped her changed into her clothes. Then the ritual of transfering her into her "big house" and there was chanting of prayers by some people from the temple. Me and sis were fidgeting so much, feeling so uncomfortable in the situation , nevertheless, we never followed the prayers and we just did what others did like walking and kneeling. Then nightfall, it was more folding of hell money and getting ready things for the funeral procession on nthe third day. On the morning of the funeral, it rained heavily at first and the electricity was cut off. Miraculously, the rain subsided and the air was cool even with the sun high in the sky. God answered my prayer for good weather. Thank God also for providing a band to perform for the procession, it was grandma's request. All the BB and GB are busy for exam and I was quite dissapointed by some of their attitiude for being so unhelpful and rude when we were in difficult times. I was truly dissapointed and heartbroken by these so called brothers and sisters in Christ. However, there were also those who are very helpful and I thank God for them. However, everything went well at the funeral. My heart felt wrenched out of my chest that day. Albeit, I learnt a lot that day... Overall, it had been a tiring and sad week for me. Not much of a holiday but still, i am grateful to God, for all his plans and timings...Now I am back in uni, starting term 2, and more ready to do well, this time, a little more determined and a little more discipline perhaps, we will see.. And Grandma, I still do love you. The memories that we share may never fade. I will remember your sweet smile and your gentleness until the end of time. How you are so soft-spoken, how your smile sparkle, how you love and how I love you... -Xiao Ni- 0 comments |
