Held

Really should be sleeping now, but can’t, plus I have a warm cup of ge gen tang from my housemate in front of me to finish. Flu virus struck suddenly this time, no warning! All the gross flu-ey symptoms too, aching, drippy nose, gross phlegm and mucus congested passages, sore throat etcetcetc, meant that I slept the whole afternoon away and still feel tired, and like I said, really should go to bed now, except when I tried I just found myself just lying there, which seems a proper waste of time and consciousness.

I want to talk about Chinese school today, and the little girl who made my heart melt. Really thankful for Charis (who is an amazingly cheerful and easy to talk to girl) who helped to teach my classes, since my voice seemed to be disappearing, real blessing. But no she’s not the little girl, she’s in final yr of uni like me and teaching.

But about the girl. When I walked into the second class during break, to put my books and things down, this girl runs up to me and surprises me by throwing her arms round my waist and hugging me so tight saying “yay yay I missed you!”.

And then she tells me all about her summer, asks if I had fun during mine, and again talked about how her dad passed away when she was really small, and she looks so young and pretty and innocent and sweet I really want to cry.

I’m so glad she’s in my class again really, most of the other students from her class last year have moved up to the next class, and I’m not teaching them anymore. I want to tell her about Jesus, I want to tell her about my Heavenly Father, who’s always there for her, even when she hardly knew her earthly one. I want her to know it doesn’t matter if you can’t go up to the next class, doesn’t matter if Jennifer’s your only friend in this class, I want to tell her not to bother about what Emily says (btw, she said “you’re screwed”, I realise the kids’ language doesn’t shock anymore.. )… I want to tell her how much Jesus loves her.

But sometimes I wonder how many of these Bible stories I tell, they’ll actually understand, how many will stay with them when they’ve grown up. I wonder how God is working, wish I could see something more something more, though in actuality, I’ve seen much and have much to be thankful for.

But little Wai Shaun, she’s just one of the reasons why I can’t leave the weekly Saturday morning routine just yet. The many other little faces I see each Saturday, each give me reason to keep going, be faithful.

But Jesus called the children to him and said, Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. – Luke 18:16

Also, missed someone’s birthday dinner because of this flu. But like my mother says, sickness is not always a bad thing, especially these flu sorts, because of the enforced rest it brings. And hey, who says an ill person has to be miserable, I’m feeling quite warm and cheery now.

Apologies for incoherence, I’m off to sleep.