Your moment is here

Cannot stop listening to this song.
It cheers me up within my loads of papers. It gives me energy to move forward.
Thank you The Canadian Tenors :)

YOU talked to me

“Fill your horn with oil, and be on your way.” (1 Samuel 16:1)

When God asked him to anoint David, Samuel had already invested a lot in King Saul. At first, he didn’t even like the idea of Israel having a king, but in obedience he had anointed Saul and supported him all the way.

But now Samuel had to change course because of Saul’s disobe­dience. We know that this devas­tated Samuel, because he “cried out to the Lord all night” about Saul (1 Samuel 15:11). Saul had such a promising future, but he squan­dered his potential and let his peo­ple down. But that didn’t stop God. He already knew what he was going to do, so he asked Samuel: “How long will you grieve for Saul?” (16:1). Samuel had become a lit­tle too attached to Saul, and it was time to move on.

This story offers us a good lesson about letting go. It’s only natural to mourn a lost friendship, a seri­ous illness, or a loved one’s death. It’s only natural to grieve our losses. We may even feel as if we’ll never be able to move forward with our lives.

As difficult as these situations can be, we still have to try our best to keep moving on, even if it’s only day by day. We can remem­ber how God told Samuel to fill his horn with oil—the oil of the Holy Spirit—and “be on your way” (1 Samuel 16:1). This is exactly what Samuel did. He probably was still mourning the loss of Saul, but he pushed on in faith and obedi­ence to the Lord. We won’t always know what God has in mind when we encounter times of challenge or suffering. We may try to second guess what God is up to, just as Samuel tried to guess the identity of the new king. But we know that if we just follow his guidance, we will know blessing and protection.

So try your best to trust in the Lord when upheavals happen. Stay close to him. Tell him that you trust in his wisdom and providence. Believe that God hasn’t abandoned you; he still loves you. He still has a plan for your life.

“Lord, I ask not to understand your will but to accept it. Teach me to see your hand in the midst of every change and challenge.”

Goal setting

Have I already decided which field I am gonna be focusing on? Guess I have a little direction from the Father above. Mucho gracias!

PaPa at KH was sick on Monday. Hearing his cracking voice in the morning, my heart was sour. You have to take good care of yourself my dearest papa. He came back on Tuesday, with a soften voice. I joked with other colleagues saying that Papa's voice was very gentle today. Then I offered to run for the lunch meeting instead of him. Of course, he needed to rest more. Wednesday, he's 100% already. Good job dear Papa, who always takes good care of me as well. Muah ^3^

Samantha from Columbus posted a website on FB regarding to international volunteering. The programs do not only limit at English teaching, but also medical professionals. Physiotherapist program was found as well. But most of the programs are targeting paediatrics, which is not exactly my field of interest. I will search more to see if the program can allure to volunteer aboard when my contracts up.

Explosion

I.... Exploded today. Millions and millions of troublesome patients, draining every lil bit of eneryg out of me every single minute. Thank God Thomas Papa was there to accompany me, even though he didn't know how to deal with my tears.

He sang today, haha... Love ya Papa

Mucho Gracias Thomas Papa

After taking 3 days off to do the stupid super stressful Journal club, I was back to work on Tuesday. The first day was okay. Wednesday was soooo crappy. Patient coming was expected, but one referrals after one, and after another was super irritating. If this happened to only one patient, I guess I can tolerate better. However, this was not the case. One after another referral...... I was extraordinaryly mad, lost my temper.

"Mr Wong, I can do it no more!"
"Hang in there!!"
"I really can do it no more! People are crazy!"
"This is the psychiatric unit."

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The next day, there was a returned patient, who refused to be discharged with tones of unreasonble excuses. This is the first time I needed to enter the pantry to ventilate and to cool down myself in order to avoid any stupid behaviour due to rage. Then there was a new case who came with his son. This son was dressed educated but in fact not educated enough to ask questions while the therapist was available. Too may irrelevant questions which may lead me to answer something stupid. This was the second time I needed to entry the pantry, and I asked Papa Thomas to come with me.

"Mr Wong, I am dead."
"What case is that?"
"Frozen shoulder. Crazy...."
"Now you can first xxxxxxx, then xxxxxxxxx......"
"Okay..."
"You are competent of handling this, and very well. If there are further problems, you call me for help, like this."
"Okay... thanks."

Returning to my spot, trying my best to communicate with the client & ignoring the son, everything was settled afterwards. The client was actually pretty nice and following command. Thomas Papa gave me this thumb and said, "Very good. You are competent enough to handle these situations!"

Thomas Papa was so so so nice. I knew I wasn't good enough in a lot of aspects, but he kept on giving me so powerful encouragement. He took super good care of me, making me feel like I am experienced enough. Wanna give him a super big hug.

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The next day, I was just a lil bit frustrated about how people can get a physio appointment in only 3 days which is not classified as category I. As usual, I have no hesitation of expressing my thought to Thomas Papa. He told me that I could tell the seniors but that's a first. "I'd better not creating more trouble." Thomas Papa smiled, saying that I sounded like I have been doing this for 20 years.

Mucho Gracias Thomas Papa

The four words

In chronological order, I saw

Patient

Peaceful

Happy

Serve

Moustache-less

Lunch time today, Thomas Papa pulled down his mask to ask me if I needed to buy take out lunch. I stared at him, thinking... something's different. I noticed his lips were a bit pale but today they were even paler. How can I visualize his pale lips so easily today? Because he shaved! He finally shaved!!! A month ago, I found out that it was impossible to imagine Thomas papa's face without moustache.

Today I saw it. He looked 10 years younger and so freaking good looking. Completely resisted to have a thorough glance on him for the whole day.

Gag of the day:
Thomas papa took out a piece of plastic gadget, asked me what it is.
ML: Pump water from fish tank for cleansing
Ruby: For gasoline transfer
AN: For gasoline transfer
NC: hm... fish tank water cleansing
WH: I know I know!! For Gasoline transfer!!!
KL: Oh!!! For Soya sauce transfer
(Silence......)

Someone's from the planet of pluto, speaking the extraordinary language. Go back to your planet dude, once you're done here.

Okinawa

Highlight of the Month:


!OKINAWA!


Thanks for the relaxing trip with DBC & our beloved Jacob!


During this trip, I realized something important. These days this song "Good things" have looped around my head. The lyrics touched me a lot. It's translated like this:


Good things, even thought it ended
Touching leads to satisfying
Thank You, it's you who carry me through those times
Pain, because I am unable to give you more happiness


Good things, may be it can be repeated
Very touching even though it's blurred
Do not cry, at least both of us remember
Love, is to give blessings to each other

That's why I should stop crying, and keep praying & blessing for the one I love.