care

All posts tagged care

Happiness, it’s all about decision! – Arthur Unknown

Published August 12, 2017 by gigiwellness28

A 92 years old short and very well-presented man, who takes great care in his appearance, is moving into a retirement home today.

His wife of 70 years has recently passed away and he is obliged to leave his home.

After waiting several hours in the retirement home lobby, he was told that his room is ready.

As he uses his cane to walk slowly to the elevator, the Administrator describes his small room to him, including the sheet hung at the window which serves as a curtain.
“I like it very much”, he says, with the enthusiasm of an 8 year old boy who has just been given a new puppy.
“You haven’t even seen the room yet, hang on a moment, we are almost there.”
“That has nothing to do with it “, he replies.  “Happiness is something I choose in advance.  Whether or not I like the room does not depend on the furniture, or the décor.  Rather it depends on how I decide to see it.
“I have already decided in my mind that I like my room.  It is a decision I take every morning when I wake up.
“I can choose to spend my day in bed listing all the difficulties I have with the parts of my body that no longer work very well, or I can get up and give thanks to Heaven for those parts that are still in working order.
“Every day is a gift, and as long as I can open my eyes, I will focus on the new day, and all the happy memories that I have built up during my life.”
“Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw in later life what you have deposited along the way. “
So, my advice to you is to deposit all the happiness you can in your bank account of memories.
Remember these simple guidelines for happiness:
1. Free your heart from hate.
2. Free your mind from worry.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.

Such bad luck! Why does God deliberately let unfortunate follow us?

Published August 12, 2017 by gigiwellness28

There was a ship that sank on its voyage, a sailor survived and drifted to a small island of nowhere.  In order to survive, he cut some branches and palm leaves to build a shabby tree house.

He prayed every day, “God, please keep me safe on this island and help me to find a way to leave here.”

He prayed the same prayer every day… one day passed… two days passed… three days passed…  After a month, he was still trapped on this small island.

One evening while walking on the beach, he smelt of smoke in the air.  When he followed the smell, he found the shabby tree house that he had been staying for the past month was on fire!  By the time he reached to the spot, the treehouse was gone, but left with ashes!

He cried out angrily, “God, not only did you not answer my prayer, but now you have taken away the only shelter I have!”  He was furious and later that evening he felt asleep on the beach.

Instead of wake up by himself in the next morning, as he did for the past month, he was woken up by someone patting him…  “Wait… What!!  What is patting me?”  He was shocked when he opened his eyes, there were crewmen surrounding him, who paddled to the beach to rescue him.

The sailor was over the moon and asked his rescuers, “How did you know I am here?”  They replied, “We saw the signal you made last night!”  The sailor became so puzzled, “Signal?” then suddenly he remembered it was the “unfortunate” of his shabby tree house and how he shouted to God for hours.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

There were times we were angry about the unfortunate events happened to/around us, we blamed God not looking after us, we may even cursed God.

However, please believe that God does not deliberately:

  • let unfortunate follow us;
  • let us not able to find a job;
  • let us fail in examination;
  • let us fall in trouble.

In fact, God intentionally:

  • send us some setbacks;
  • block our essence.

Because He has arranged us with countless blessing.  A lot of things may seem to be curse or unfortunate at the time, but in fact they are God’s (not too obvious) blessing.

Just like this story, our Father in Heaven was so humorous, He used some unpredictable events to lead to a pleasantly surprise at the end.

There were things in life that made us wonder, made us doubt, made us feel injustice, but when we look back now, we can find God was not deliberate, He has always been there.

Isaiah Chapter 55 verses 8-9 (ERV)

The Lord says, “My thoughts are not like yours.
    Your ways are not like mine.
Just as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so my ways are higher than your ways,
    and my thoughts are higher than your thoughts.

 

Parting with our Dwarf Bunnies

Published January 2, 2014 by gigiwellness28

It has brought back a lot of sad memories while reading Janet’s Notebook – Postcard from Singapore: one DEAD chicken in August 2012 (I started to write this post since then, but I had never finished it, because I found it really difficult to go back to those few days, but I think I should fulfil my promise to Janet and finish this post).  You may not be able to feel and/or understand my heartbreak, but here it goes:

Several years ago, our home had 2 addition members – a girl and a boy dwarf bunnies – they were 7 weeks old when I got them from my colleagues.  The kids loved them dearly and always cuddled them like little babies.  Within a very short period of time, the kids decided to name them Puffy and Fluffy.

Couple of years later, we moved to a stand alone house, where we were able to station their house in a semi-enclosed area and the kids had more space to play with them.  They had “walked” out from their area twice and hide underneath the patio once, but they always stayed there until we pick them up.  Then there were reports of fox appearances around our area, since the local council notified us they were going to leave some baits around, we did not pay too much notice.

I still remember clearly it was a sunny Saturday morning, I went to feed them after I finished my breakfast; when I walked out from the house, I felt something was not right, the fence was not locked and it was not fully closed.  The bunnies were not there, I called their names but they did not come out; I looked at all the usual places, I still couldn’t see them.  I was so worried and shock <– actually I can still feel how I felt while typing this post 😦

My husband and I did a carpet search and less than 1/2 hour later, my husband called out, “Found one!”  It was covered by some dirts at the edge of our garden bed.  Then another 1/2 hour passed, we were not able to find another one.  Since we had took them to the Vet for the past few years, I decided to call the Vet to check how should we handle the situation.  Finally we decided to deliver that body to the Vet, so she could examine it, because we wanted to know the cause of death.  I think the most difficult thing was to tell the kids.

On Sunday morning, the Vet confirmed most likely the bunny passed from heart attack because there were no visible injuries; and with our description of where did we find it, the Vet believed they were taken away from us by fox.  We’re so sure it was 1 fox, because it left one bunny behind and used dirt to cover its body – I have to say, it’s such a clever animal, because there were no other trace that the garden bed had been disturbed, the pathway did not even have any single trace of dirt left behind; if there were more than 1 fox, both bunnies would have take away physically.

The Vet was so nice, she did not only waive us the examination charges; but also allowed us to use the clinic as mid-point for the Pets Cremation Company to pick the body up and drop the urn back, so we could collect it from the clinic.  I asked the Vet to confirm if it was the girl bunny (Fluffy) or the boy bunny (Puffy) body; however, I must have deliberately forgotten about the finding, so I did not need to lie to the kids.

They were about 5 years old.  Since then, I did not allow any more pets except few existing Gold Fish, because I found the experience was way too stressful for me to swallow.

They were not just dwarf bunnies, they were not just pets, they were part of our family members.  And I still miss them dearly after all these years.

* * * * * * * * * *

What do you get from a Bowl of Plain Rice?

Published February 10, 2013 by gigiwellness28

About 20 years ago, on a late Spring evening, a young man was pacing up and down outside a little self serve café, he finally walked in the café timidly as the café was also empty.

He went to the counter and said, “Excuse me, I would like to order a bowl of rice please?”

The young couple, who started this café not long ago, was a bit disappointed when they realised he was not going to order other dishes,  but still filled up a bowl of rice for him.

When the young man paid for the bowl of rice, he asked, “Excuse me, can I use those sauces on the side counter?”

The female owner replied with a friendly smile, “Sure, go help yourself, they are free of charge!”

A bowl of rice with sauce

The young man sat down to eat his rice with sauces.  When he was half way, he went to order another bowl of rice.

The male owner said, “One bowl is definitely not enough, I’ll fill it up a bit more this time.”

“Oh no,” the young man replied, “it’s for my lunch, I’ll take it to college tomorrow.”

The male owner thought the young man must be struggling financially, so he could only afford a bowl of plain rice for his meal.  Out of sympathy, he decided to add a spoonful of their special mince meat plus a tea leaf egg at the bottom of the bowl, then filled up the bowl with rice – you would have been fooled by the take away bowl and thought it’s just rice.

His wife saw what he did and understood he wanted to help the young man, but she didn’t understand why he hid the meat and egg under the rice; until the husband explained, “If he saw we’ve added the other food to the rice, he might think we are pitying him, that would hurt his self-esteem.  He might feel ashamed and wouldn’t come back again.  If he went to another store and just ate rice, how would he have enough energy to study?”

“You are such a good man, honey, always considering others’ feelings.”

“Well, if I was not good, would you still marry me?”

The young couple felt so happy to be able to help.

When the young man finished his bowl of rice and came over to pick up the heavy weighted take away rice, he couldn’t help but look at the owners with question marks all over his face.

“Work hard in your study!  We’ll see you tomorrow!”  the owner waved good bye to the young man, hoping he will return to their café tomorrow.  The young man started to tear up, but he didn’t want the young couple to notice.

From that evening onwards, apart from long holiday, the young man would come to this little café to order 2 bowls of rice, 1 for dinner and 1 for lunch.  The owners had decided to hide different types of meat under his take away bowl of rice.  This had became a little unspoken secret between the 3 of them.

The couple had also decided to keep the same price for the young man’s bowl of rice.  The 3 of them would chat about his study and life, a special bond had formed, until the young man graduated a few years later.

About 20 years later, the couple, who were now in their late 40’s still ran the same little self serve café, received the Council Notification of demolition of illegal constructions in the area.  With inflation over the years and their limited saving, as they supported their son to study abroad, they wouldn’t be able to run their little café in the same area, to serve their regular customers; but had to start everything all over again, when they were almost 50.  Facing the possibilities of unemployment in their age and all the uncertainties ahead of them, they didn’t know what to do.

While they were trying to pick themselves up, a suited man came into the café.  He didn’t place an order, he just said to them, “Hello, I am the Assistant General Manager of xxx Co. Ltd., our CEO told me to invite you to run a self serve café in our newly built office building.  All the facilities and food will be provided by our company, you just need to bring your cooking skills.  Your café and our company will share the profit 50/50.”

“Who is your CEO?  Why does he treat us with such good favour?  We haven’t known any important people like that in our lives!”

“All I know is both of you had treated our CEO very well and he loves eating your café’s mince and tea leaf egg with a big bowl of rice. You’ll need to ask him for other details when he comes.”

The couple looked at each other with a puzzled look on their faces.  Later on, a man in a suit came in the café, he greeted the couple and thanked them.  He told them he was the young man, who only ordered 2 bowls of rice every evening, 1 for dinner and 1 for lunch.  He also said if it was not their continuous encouragements and the unspoken secret, he wouldn’t have been able to complete his study and definitely wouldn’t be able to achieve what he has achieved and became a big company’s CEO.  The couple was so pleased and amazed with what he had offered them.

They kept catching up until it was time to head home.  The CEO stood up, said his goodbye and right before he stepped out from the café, he turned around, gave the couple a deep bow and said, “Work hard in running the café, our company relies on your help.  We’ll see you tomorrow!”

* * * * * *

Richness of Heart

Published February 2, 2013 by gigiwellness28

The Little Kid’s Heart

A lady has just moved home and found there was a poor family of a widow with her two little kids living right next door.

Few nights later, the area had black out, so she lighted up some candles.  The Little Kid's Heart

A short while later, there was a knock on her front door.

It was one of that poor family’s kids, who looked very nervous and asked, “Excuse me, do you have candles in your home?”

The lady thought, “Are you for real?  They don’t even have candles?  No way I am lending you candles, who knows what else will you ask me next time!”

With that thought in her mind, she replied very rudely, “NO!”

Just as she was going to close the door, the kid showed a caring smile and handed her two candles, “I thought since you’ve just moved in, you might not have candles ready, so I’ve asked my Mama’s permission and bring you these two candles for the night.”

The lady felt so shameful of herself, she moved to tears and hold the child tightly in her arms.

 

The Pure Heart

It has not rained for a very long time, the farmers in a little town have struggled in harvesting, so the Pastor has organised a Prayer Meeting for Rain Fall.

Everyone in the town attended the Prayer Meeting, among them was a little girl, but because she’s tiny, no one had paid much notice to her.The Pure Heart

The Pastor went up to the pulpit to start the Prayer Meeting, but something caught his attention, which moved him to change what he was planning to say.

He said, “Today we come together to ask God for rain fall; but look around, this little girl is the only person who has brought an umbrella!”

Sometimes we have to say, “Little kids are in fact not that ‘little‘, in fact they are really ‘big‘!  They have a very big heart to love and they have a very big mind to trust!”

 

<< We may not earn a lot of money to be financially rich; but we can always show the richness of our heart! >>

* * * * * *

Did God really not answer our prayers?

Published December 31, 2012 by gigiwellness28

There was a boy, who was brought up by his widow mother (a devoted Christian), he learnt to pray ever since he could remember, his first reading material was the artwork with scripture from Sunday School, which he enjoyed the activities and had always been the best behaved kid in the class.

The boy grown up and started working.  Few years later, he met some new friends and hung out with the wrong group of people.  He started to think he knew much more than his Mom, he concerned more on his “eventful” life style and soon his “eventful” schedules had no spare slot to attend church services, read Bible, pray nor stay at home; he became rebellion towards his Mom and even reluctant to have contact with her.

About a couple of decades later, his Mom passed away in her sleep.  While clearing out her belongings, he found an envelope addressed to him.  It was a letter from his Mom, telling him how much she loved him and how much God loves him; how she had put him in her daily prayers, even when it seemed he was so far away from her and God; how she longed to see him return back to God; and how she believed God will one day answered her prayers.

His tears kept flooding down his face, his Mom’s words had melted his last shield, he had never thought she would still pray for him even after the rude remarks he had made to her, to her belief and to God; he couldn’t believe the extent of her faith in God.  Right on the spot, he made a tremendous decision, he confessed his sins to God and repented.  Then he got rid of all his “so-call” friends and started to attend church services.  Not only did he return back to God, he also decided to involve himself in ministry work.

The above is his testimony.

**************

Dear Friends,

Did God answered his Mom’s prayers?

Yes, God did.

God heard her and He knew when was the perfect time to answer her prayers.

God’s schedules are differ from our schedules; we cannot say God does not answer our prayers just because we haven’t seen the results yet.  Remember, we are short sighted; God is long sighted.

No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him.  ~ I Corinthians Chapter 2 verse 9 (New Living Translation)

**************

Have a glorious day!!   :-)

.

The Smell of Rain

Published August 15, 2012 by gigiwellness28

Below is a very touching story, which according to www.truthorfiction.com, this is actually a recap of what happened in 1991 and beyond:

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing.  Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news.

That afternoon of March 10,1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency cesarean section to deliver the couple’s new daughter, Danae Lu Blessing.

At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.  Still, the doctor’s soft words dropped like bombs.  “I don’t think she’s going to make it,” he said, as kindly as he could.  “There’s only a 10 percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one.”

Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived.  She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.

“No! No!” was all Diana could say.  She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.  Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away.

Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of drugged sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live, and live to be a healthy, happy young girl.  But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter’s chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable.

“David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements.”  Diana remembers, “I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn’t listen, I couldn’t listen.  I said, ‘No, that is not going to happen, no way!  I don’t care what the doctors say, Danae is not going to die!  One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!'”

As if willed to live by Diana’s determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure.  But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana.

Because Danae’s underdeveloped nervous system was essentially raw, the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort – so they couldn’t even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.  All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.

There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger.  But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.

At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.  And two months later – though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero.  Danae went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.  She shows no signs, whatsoever, of any mental or physical impairment.  Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more – but that happy ending is far from the end of her story.

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother’s lap in the bleachers of a local ball park, where her brother Dustin’s baseball team was practicing.  As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent.  Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, “Do you smell that?”  Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, “Yes, it smells like rain.”  Danae closed her eyes and again asked, “Do you smell that?”  Once again, her mother replied, “Yes, I think we’re about to get wet, it smells like rain.”  Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, “No, it smells like Him.  It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.”

Tears blurred Diana’s eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children.

Before the rains came, her daughter’s words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.  During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Danae on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

 

* * * * * * * *

%d bloggers like this: