Life=Love+Hope+Faith
Just came home from Yann's father's wake. Was keen to cheer my dear friend on more than anything else, yet, I was touched beyond me.
It has been nine months since Yanne left as my neighbour @work. Many things have happened. I missed her sound advice. I missed her candid cheer. I missed our little girly chats. I miss my dear friend lah.
Meeting Yanne today was mixed feelings. We were happy to see each other yet sad about her pain.
First time attending a funeral service too. Didn't know what to expect. It was a hokkien service and my Hokkien is 'limited edition'. Hence, very thankful of Pastor's wife's translation to English.
Pastor spoke about 'numbering our days'. Who would you call if you have one hour before you die? I answered in my heart "My Mother". I never expected that answer for I had been more impatient with my mum over her same nagging and her faithful near-midnight call from work...asking what I would like to eat for dinner the next day. Food, to me, is always furthest from my mind as I fight fire at work each day. I'm exhausted on most nights, so to raise my body to pick up the phone near midnight and to think of what to eat the next day is a pain to me. But, I would faithfully do so despite it. Honestly, I don't really care what I eat as long as I get to eat at home for that's a luxury of family time I cherish. I wish she understands and believes what I say. I don't mince my words. I wish she truly realised her daughter has grown. I'm no longer a little girl, I could be a mother of a teenager in any case. Love format has to change with age.
In my heart, I know my mother loves me. And I love her too. Maybe that's why I behave the way I have been...I can't imagine going through the pain when she dies.
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A good reminder and encouragement to self...
If I speak in the tonguesa of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,b but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13
